The psychiatrist just visited. She rang me with twenty minutes notice and we cleaned the house in a frenzy. Thank heavens for going-too-fast combined with obsessive cleaning needs. It looked beautiful.
But yes, Bipolar II, although I think we knew that anyway, didn’t we?
Relieved, exhausted and yet strangely calm sums it up for me right now. So much easier to deal with something when it has a name.
And what happens from here?
we keep increasing the medication until it reaches the magic ‘therapeutic dose’ and then if I start to crash we add in an antidepressant. And I’m not allowed back to work for at least another 6 weeks and she thinks it’s fine for me to go to Thailand. So yes, I say: wait and see and I enjoy my trip. And then I see her again when I get back.
Ok. Sounds sensible, I think. I’m all about the medication, as you know!
hey me again… I just worked out you’ve only known for a short while. I’ve known for around ten years – if you ever wanna talk (about anything) or ask questions, mail me. I co-lead a bipo group here in Cape Town. There were 37 folk there last night.
Have a look at http://www.bipolar.co.za
No, I’m not chatting you up… – tho’ that is what we tend to do on occasion – you’ll notice when I clip into that mode.
cheers
d