The Seven-Year Itch

Well, here we are…the seven-year anniversary of my first bipolar diagnosis. I remember it as if it was yesterday: the long questioning session with Dr. Awesomesauce, the many reasons he cited as to why I might not be bipolar, and then the surprising diagnosis of bipolar NOS. In retrospect he might have given it toContinue reading “The Seven-Year Itch”

Five Years

Today marks the fifth anniversary of my bipolar diagnosis. In some ways it seems like yesterday, while at the same time it’s like it happened half a lifetime ago. I’ll never forget how I felt when Dr. Awesomesauce pronounced the words that changed my life forever. “I’m diagnosing you with bipolar disorder not otherwise specified,” heContinue reading “Five Years”

I’m So Confuuuuuused!

Whoever said “Old age is not for sissies” must have been talking about Medicare insurance plans. Well, I’m not old yet, but I’ve spent the better part of three days trying to figure out the hows and whys of this incredibly complex program. I’ve also been to a meeting in which a caseworker explained theContinue reading “I’m So Confuuuuuused!”

Anger Management

I was looking back over some old posts the other day when I realized that I haven’t talked much recently about anger, even though it’s always been a big problem for me. I’ve been called “hot-tempered” for as long as I can remember, and for many years I did my best to live up to the labelContinue reading “Anger Management”

I Want to Go Off My Meds. Somebody Please Talk Me Out of It.

Well, I do. I admit it. I’m tired of taking fistfuls of pills twice a day and I wish I could stop. Just as an experiment, of course…even though the last time I neglected to take my nighttime meds, I experienced the entire bipolar spectrum the next day and it took two more to straighten myself out.Continue reading “I Want to Go Off My Meds. Somebody Please Talk Me Out of It.”