Well, I’ll never do THAT again. I forgot to renew my Klonopin prescription last week and was out, completely, for several days. I didn’t know for sure that Vitamin K was actually what puts me to sleep; I thought it was the anti-psychotics. Needless to say, I was wrong. I’ve been up till after 2 AM for the pastContinue reading “What Fresh Hell Is This?”
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bpnurse: Woman of DistrAction, Part Deux
You know that weird mood state I’ve been talking about recently? The one in which I’m somewhere between normal and hypomanic? Turns out there’s a word for it: it’s called “hyperthymia”. It’s not necessarily pathological, but it’s unofficially on the spectrum and bears watching. This is the sort of thing they don’t teach you inContinue reading “bpnurse: Woman of DistrAction, Part Deux”
I’m Not Depressed. No, Really.
Sometimes I’m amazed at my ability to stand outside my own life as an observer. I should be wrapping and packing our stuff, but on this rainy, dreary day I have chosen to play armchair quarterback and analyze how I’ve been feeling over the past week or so. I don’t know if it’ll help me sort things out, butContinue reading “I’m Not Depressed. No, Really.”
Organized Chaos
OK. Now that I’ve spent the last 48 hours freaking out and identifying some of my more pressing problems, here are a few of my stray thoughts from today. Please excuse the chaos; it’ll give you an idea of how my brain works under stress. Problem #1: I need to go to the unemployment office and re-do my resume, butContinue reading “Organized Chaos”
In With The Blue, Out With The Black
OK, self. Time to breathe…….in with the blue……out with the black. It’s a relaxation technique taught to me long ago by a friend who was a hypnotherapist—you’re suppose to take deep breaths and visualize the intake of “good” air (blue) and the exhalation of “bad” air (black). Sometimes it even works, as long as whatever’s got me wound up doesn’t haveContinue reading “In With The Blue, Out With The Black”
As Clear As Mud
Well, as nice as it’s been not to keep running up my tab at the front desk, it’s been too long since I’ve seen my psychiatrist. Seven weeks since my last appointment, and another nine days to go until my next. The longest I’ve ever gone before was six weeks, and that was before allContinue reading “As Clear As Mud”
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