Stuck In The Middle With You

I realized something today as I was “chatting” with some of my friends on Facebook about yesterday’s blog post. Several of them mentioned that I might still be in a bit of denial about my illness, as I tend to perseverate on the idea of reducing my medications in the face of overwhelming evidence that this isContinue reading “Stuck In The Middle With You”

A Different Perspective

Though I’m not much of a fan of the telephone—a fact that has been well-documented here—I actually had a 2 1/2-hour conversation yesterday with a good friend from across the country. Now, this friend and I have never met face-to-face, but we have definitely bonded heart-to-heart; we got to know each other on a nursing website where we onceContinue reading “A Different Perspective”

All Quiet On The Western Front

It’s amazing how different this Christmas feels than last year. A year ago, I was still reeling from the shock of my bipolar diagnosis and suffering through a deep depression to boot; I was also insecure in my job (which turned out not to be unfounded), anxious, frustrated, and afraid. This December, however, is muchContinue reading “All Quiet On The Western Front”

The Beginning Of the End

First lesson of impending widowhood: Never buy more groceries than you are prepared to lug into the house by yourself. Second lesson: Never sit through a hospice presentation without a full box of Kleenex handy. I really thought I was going to be OK, but when I saw Will reading through a pamphlet called “Gone From MyContinue reading “The Beginning Of the End”