Stupid People Tricks: The Bipolar Edition

Here’s how kook BPNurse shows everyone she’s a kook: She goes to an appointment in a big building, gets turned around in there but doesn’t realize it, goes out to her car and can’t find it…..then panics and calls the police to report it stolen. It was hilarious when my mother did the same thingContinue reading “Stupid People Tricks: The Bipolar Edition”

Driving While Bipolar

I got pulled over awhile back for driving under the influence of Zyprexa. Actually, what the Oregon State Trooper noticed was my huge gaping yawn and erratic weaving within my own lane as I was passing him on the freeway about half a mile from where I worked. I was still yawning uncontrollably, with bothContinue reading “Driving While Bipolar”

Normal? What Is This “Normal” You Speak Of?

Actually, it looks an awful lot like……..me. At least for the time being. It seems a bit odd to be discussing bipolar disorder when I’ve never felt less bipolar in my life. But I think I love this newfound serenity even more than I do my hypomanias. This is what it must be like toContinue reading “Normal? What Is This “Normal” You Speak Of?”

Strange Brew

Looking down at my handful of sanity tonight, I am once again amazed by the different colors and shapes of the various medications in my palm, and I wonder at the technology and the brilliant minds that brought them into existence. Here is a dark blue capsule; it’s the antipsychotic, which for some reason costsContinue reading “Strange Brew”

How I Got Here

You know, no child wakes up in the morning thinking, “Gee, I wanna be a psych patient when I grow up.” For one thing, they don’t understand it, no should they be expected to; mental illness is hard enough to explain to adults (especially those who don’t have it). For another, kids with issues don’tContinue reading “How I Got Here”

The “C” Word

No, no, no, not THAT “C”-word……I meant The “C” Word. As in “crazy”. I can’t speak for all bipolar people, of course, but I’d have to guess that most don’t particularly like having that term applied to them. It sounds so “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest”-ish. Who wants to be associated with images ofContinue reading “The “C” Word”

My Meds, My Self

And now, a few words about the wide, wild world of bipolar medications. Now, I am in awe of the few BPers I know who manage their illness with nothing more than a healthy lifestyle. Yes, they still have their ups and downs, and some I quietly suspect would do better if they’d take atContinue reading “My Meds, My Self”