I started back on medicine a couple of weeks back, thus ending the latest "let's try the natural way" episode, making me realize for the umpteenth time that I really do need conventional medicine. Although I still feel far from finding the right one.
I was finally diagnosed... Bipolar 2 (how many are there?). Along with my diagnosis, the psych diagnosed almost my entire family, based on their characters. I was fairly impressed by this, as he really seemed to hit the nail on the head everytime. The fact that he's been in psychiatry since the 50's helps my confidence in him, I just hope it sticks...
Anyway... I'm back on Zoloft, something I tried a few years ago and did the job for about a year. The Dr. said that if I liked it then, it should help now, even if just for a short while. Then we can switch if it stops working, which doesn't sound too appealing, considering the lows I go through everytime I switch meds. But yet I've been so desperate to get back on track, I'll take whatever!
So last night I couldn't sleep worth a shit. I tried to nap today and it's the same, I yawn, I feel exhausted, I lie down and... nothing. It's my body trying to get used to the medicine.
On other news, the Swedes are still here. Last night we celebrated my mother-in-law's birthday at Gladstone's and it was wonderful. Everyone was happy, and even I got a little gift for my impending 40TH BIRTHDAY.
Ah! that reminds me...
Only 38 more shopping days 'til my birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gabriela
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