No, I’m not depressed, at least not clinically, but I am in a situational funk and I hate it. No summer mania for me this year (not that I want it, but I could use a lift); in fact, summer is only now arriving as it’s been cool, cloudy and damp all through June andContinue reading “Debbie Downer”
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Off-Kilter
I’ve been a little worried about myself lately. For a couple of weeks now I’ve felt anxious and depressed in the mornings, which doesn’t last throughout the day but is concerning to me. I am rarely if ever depressed during the summer; usually I’m fighting off mania and staying up all night, and that’s justContinue reading “Off-Kilter”
On My Own
I don’t like this widowhood business. There are so many decisions to make. What kind of memorial service to have and how to pay for everything , what to do with Will’s model ships and airplanes, whether to make the funeral open to everyone or keep it private between family and friends. There are also things IContinue reading “On My Own”
The Elephant In the Room
Tonight we had The Talk. About life. About love. And finally, about death. We’ve been dancing around the elephant in the room for weeks now, stumbling over it every now and again, but mostly letting it sleep. Neither of us wanted to wake the beast for fear it would destroy us; we merely watched it breathe andContinue reading “The Elephant In the Room”
The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly
And I thought bipolar was a rollercoaster ride……… Will had a GREAT day yesterday. He was every bit his old self—felt good, ate well, even did some household chores without collapsing in exhaustion. We watched funny shows on TV and enjoyed each other’s company all day long (hence, no blog entries last night); we cuddledContinue reading “The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly”
Moment of Truth
We are now less than twelve hours away from Will’s liver biopsy, and do you know what that man is doing? Changing the sheets on our bed and cleaning out the cat litter box as if there were absolutely nothing wrong with him……as if he hadn’t been so weak earlier this morning that the priest broughtContinue reading “Moment of Truth”
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