And proud of it!

Bust the stigma once and for all. Bravely step out of the mental health closet and choose from 30 different slogans to make a statement. My personal favorite is Batshit Crazy but my kids would refuse to be seen with me, so I’m buying Meds Suck Less Than Crazy. Here’s just how [...]

A wonder drug

Because of some on-going issues, I checked in with my psychiatrist yesterday morning.  As per our regular routine, she asked to see my hands, to help her gauge my anxiety level.  When she saw that they were torn up, she said she had something new for me to try.
Vistaril, also known as Atarax, is amazing.  [...]

Crazy meds update

I haven’t done one of these in months, mainly because everything has stayed relatively unchanged for quite a while.  But now I’m 10 days into a dosage reduction and it’s going well enough that I feel okay talking about it.
6 months ago my anxiety was so out of control that I was in mixed state, [...]

Huh?

I know I shouldn’t look at these things, but Facebook has another new application, this one called The Pharmacy Counter. No one sent it to me, but it came to my attention when one of my friends “gave” Effexor to someone. So I looked into it. At first my hackles came up [...]

Get a clue, Facebook

I’ve been playing around with Facebook lately (if you want to get in touch with me there and play some Scrabble, email me about it), and tonight I got a “gift” from a friend through Poetry Stuff. This giving stuff is not really my thing, though I thought it was mostly harmless. Until [...]

Now I lay me down to sleep

After my bipolar diagnosis, one of the hardest things I had to do was learn to recognize when I was cycling. At the time, I’d been locked in mania for 3 months, not sleeping, writing page after page of nonsensical drivel that I was sure was spectacular, and so steeped in paranoia that I [...]

Long tailed cats and rocking chairs

The anxiety is back.
I’m fighting obsessive thoughts again. Before you get alarmed, I don’t hear any voices other than my own. But my own is bad enough. The same things running through my head, cycling like an 8 track tape, telling me over and over that I’m fat, I’m ugly, I’m disgusting [...]

I wish I could have blamed the cat

I was at the vet today, visiting Stormy (for details, see my Twitter feed).  The receptionist printed out the current total on the bill (don’t ask) and put it on the chest-high counter for me to read.  As I turned it around to face me, she smiled and said, “Cat tore up your hands, huh.”
“No.”  [...]

Crazy meds update

I haven’t done one of these for awhile since my meds have been pretty stable for almost 6 months.  But I’ve been sliding downhill lately, and not handling unexpected stress very well, so I went in to see the dr.
There verdict?  Up my Geodon to 240 mg, and add in Klonapin for anxiety, since I [...]

Self-exposure

Yesterday marked the first day of a new school term. One of the first assignments in any class is the ritual of introductions on the bulletin board. My little spiel is the usual – back in school after 25 years, 3 kids, geek job, yada yada.
But this time one of the intros was [...]

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