Posts Tagged ‘Mood’

Day 58:

Side Effects: Low appetite. Acne is still getting better. Good.

Feelings: I was up and down today.

The ups: I went and got pedicures with my mom and sister. My toes look nice and I had a glass of wine. I felt my sisters baby kick. We went to the mall and I got new Bare Minerals. I found a nice pair of pants. Now, I have 2 pairs that I can fit into. E got some Vans. K got some work clothes and B got a necklace and I am eyeing a pair of Vans for him for his birthday. We had some pizza. B spent the night with my niece. K fell asleep and I stayed up and watched How to Train Your Dragon and Easy A. Both are excellent.

The Downs: I tried to make myself eat a lot today and I ended up feeling sick. B was rebelling today and sticking his tongue out at me and talking back. I was extremely frustrated. I stalked away from K in the mall because he was pissing me off being a slow shopper while E was freaking out and having a tantrum. I had to try on 3 pairs of jeans before I found one to fit me. I tried on 5 pairs of shorts and none of them fit me. It was depressing. K was mad at me because I wasnt quite ready to leave my parents house to go home. I wanted to visit my sister some more. When we got home, K fell asleep and I stayed up to watch How to Train your Dragon and Easy A. Neither are equivalent to a conversation with my husband.

Day 59:

Side Effects: Low appetite. Acne continues to get better.

Feelings: E and I got up and went over to my parents in the morning. B was up with my dad and my mom and sister werent there. They came back a little while later though. I was frustrated because basically, we just sat around and did nothing the whole day. How annoying. If I wanted to do that, I would stay at home in my PJ’s. My sister eventually left to start the trip back home. Then my mother decided she wanted to go shopping. B wanted to stay with my Dad so we took E. While we were looking for some home goods at T.J. Max my mother decided that was the time to declare how proud she was of me and how I’ve grown and made something of myself and she doesnt know what has happened with my brothers. I just said “aw..thanks.” and gave her a shoulder punch. She gave me a hug. I was uncomfortable and told her thanks for the awkward T.J. Max compliments and hug. She laughed. I wondered what she had been snorting. See. I dont like touching. Even from my mother. Hugs and what not freak me out. Anyone else? No? Just me? Whatever. It’s not so much the hug. It was the weird complimenting. She never says shit like that. It felt like b.s. Like she was on some sort of high from the family weekend. Me and my sister and little brother get a long very well so I guess that was like Christmas for her to have us all together and around her. I guess I’ll let her have that one. But without the hugging.

K had to go to work at 12am so I took the boys home and got everyone fed and ready for bed. I was going that way myself when K woke up. I was brushing my teeth when he got out of the shower and after that, things started to happen. Sometimes, I can be going along just fine with the foreplay and what not and then it will hit me. A flashback. A split second of horror. Triggered by god knows what. A position, similar touch, a smell maybe even the lighting. I dont know. But sometimes it happens. And when it does, it sucks really really bad. I told K I wanted to stop and we did. He layed with me for a while before he had to go to work. I turned on the t.v. and watched 16 and pregnant. I fell asleep to the sound of a 16 year old in labor and slipped into nightmares. Nightmares based off of memories. I woke a few times drenched in sweat, reaching for K. And he wasn’t there. I didn’t have a good night.

Day 60:

Side Effects: Low appetite. Little to no acne. Some nausea and dizziness today.

Feelings: I was not ready for Monday. I had to drag myself out of bed and I felt like I was still sleeping while getting myself and the boys up and going this morning. When I got to work, I pulled it together and pepped it up for the day. It was going pretty well for the most part. Unfortunately, they are debating firing the new girl still. and now we have to do some random Power Point presentations about our courses we took when we were out of town. Great. I was hungover or still a little drunk during those. I hope I took some legible notes. The mobile car wash guy came and washed our cars today. I love him. It’s such a good idea for a business venture. I just dont have the darn time to go and wash my car and clean it out and he does a really good job. We got a really cute new client with a british accent today that all of the girls were swooning over. The clients, the staff, everyone. I just rolled my eyes at them as they made humping motions from behind a wall where the client couldnt see them. It was pretty funny. Tomorrow, I’m letting my coworker work with him because shes single and she basically demanded that we switch. I’m fine with that.

I get home and play a game of cards with B and the girls. K makes supper. House comes on and we move to the living room. We have to tell the kids 4 times to go to the playroom while we try to watch it. The show ends and I’m sitting on the couch when I feel my head go numb. Then my body. I slip from a sitting position to just falling over on my side and laying down. The kids wont leave me alone. I come over to the computer and lay my head down on the desk. I can feel my eyes constantly welling up with tears. I start thinking about ways to die. If only I had a gun, I thought. I made myself turn on the computer and type this post. It’s the only thing keeping me from lying down and not moving or sleeping for a while. I feel so lifeless. Every move feels like it’s being made by strings. Like I’m a puppet. Made to jump and dance during the day to entertain others. But at night, I’m limp and useless. I dont want to keep going anymore. Not tonight.


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Day 54:

Side effects: ACNE. It’s getting worse. I have to do something about this. My coworker told me that the new girl uses ProActive. Which, not to be mean but, maybe it doesnt work that great. Nightmares and headaches continue. I have not started the 300 mg dose yet. I’m not sure why, maybe I’m just too lazy to cut the pills in half. Or maybe I’m too scared that the side effects will get worse. Either way, I havent started it.

Feelings: Moody today. Very up and down. I had a meeting this morning with B’s teachers and they want to go ahead and move him to Second grade but he will only be with the second graders for specialty classes. All of his core classes will be in the STRIVE class. They will work with him on his level (which right now is kindergarten) until he is ready to move on to something bigger, at his own pace. I think this is a good idea because his self esteem is what is the most important to me. I am tired of my baby coming home telling me that he hates school and that he is stupid. For one thing, who is calling him stupid? He doesnt say things like that. I know you other Moms know what I’m talking about when I say that I want to find the kid who was an ass to your kid and kick them in their shins. Little bastards. Sorry, I HATE to think of him being picked on when he is trying the best that he can. UGH..makes me so angry.

I got a call and landed a big client and was jumping up and down (literally) with joy. I spent most of the day trying to coordinate around him. But I was fine with that. Then I went to angry. We had a meeting and it seemed as though the only opinion that mattered during that meeting was the AWESOME coworkers opinion. Which was BS. Our office manager is leaving soon and she is going to be stepping up and taking her place until she gets back. I would love to do it but, she has the (10 month) seniority. Do I think she can do the job? Yes. Do I think she will do it with class? No. Do I think this will only make her head swell more? YES.

After work, I got happy again and wanted to go shopping. Me, K, B and E went to Target to pick up some things for the house. I got some purifying cleanser for my face (which will hopefully help) as well as some organic bronzer. I need to pick up some more Bare Minerals as well. I have some, but I was much more tan when I bought it and now, I’m pasty. So I need some pasty Bare Minerals. Do they make a shade named that? They should. I also bought some big fluffy towels. Because I wanted to.

And then to sad. When I try to think of my marriage, a wall goes up. It’s like I’m blocking out all of those feelings because I just dont want to deal with them right now. I’m so focused on being “happy” and better that I think I’m ignoring things I should be dealing with. I feel like I’m sticking my fingers in my ears and going “lalalalalalalalala” to all of my problems. The upside is that I think I’m tricking myself into thinking I’m better and so I feel better. The down side is that I’m going to develop a repression tumor. Whats so bad about the repression anyway? Isnt that what everyone does? Stuff down all of those things that are bothering you because its not appropriate or looked down on? No? Just me? Well, I was raised effed up. I dont even think I can talk to K right now because I just dont know what to say. There’s too much to say. I cant even process how to let it come out.

I sound crazy.

Day 55:

Side effects: Acne at its worst. I tried to cover it up today but I could feel the heat as everyone I came into contact with stared at it. Kill me. Low appetite, a few chips and a cookie for lunch. Headaches..

Feelings: As soon as I got to work today I learned that our office manager was having contractions the night before and is at home on bedrest. My boss has a feeling that she is going to stay on bedrest so we need to start working like she isnt coming back for a while. I dont think she is coming back at all. If not, we really need to hire an extra person even though my boss doesnt want to. It will be insanity if not. So of course, guess whose head grew 8 sizes today? Thats right, Awesome coworker. While me and the new girl tried to keep things going during the day, I could hear her doing nothing and talking and laughing. When I got a break I let her know that there are things that could be done while she was just sitting there. I didnt wait around for an answer. I just went to back to work. I’m not going to be able to deal with things like that if she is going to be our office manager. She needs to be competent, proactive and organized. I’m not too impressed by what I see right now. But, it’s not up to me. We held another meeting today about things we could improve upon and it only made me more mad. Awesome coworker would just switch out a few words from the sentence our boss just said and repeat it back to her and my boss just ate it up. WTF? Does she not notice this BS? I have got to learn how to not let these things get to me. Woosa and all of that. Whatever. Upside is that the mobile car wash guy came by the office today and I finally got his phone number so he could come and wash my car next week. Score.

When I got out of work today, I called my mom. She had taken B to the doctor today for me because I could not get off of work to take him. He just needs an adjustment with his ADHD meds. She said that they adjusted it but the doctor was concerned about his weight. B was 37 pounds (he is very tiny) B is now 33 pounds. That is a huge weight loss for someone who is already so tiny. He is small, he has Cornelia De Lange Syndrome. And he was born as a micropremie so there’s that too. But to lose that much weight is strange. He is tube fed so she uped his feeds by one more a day. I hope he gets his weight back up because we are all concerned at this point.

Therapist appointment tomorrow at 7:15 a.m. Woot..thats the only time I can do with work. Woot…

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Appointment Day!

Day 48:

Side Effects: Acne. Not too much. If its a side effect, I have a big ball of nervousness in my stomach from the anticipation of today.

Feelings: I saw the Therapist first today. Her name is Jill, she is a soft spoken woman of about 50 or so. I like her immediately for some reason. She makes me feel comfortable. She starts out by telling me a little about what she does and what kind of therapies that could work for me. (art therapy, writing, marriage) My ears perked up at the marriage counseling but thats for another day. She asked me a bunch of questions after that:

Name some good qualities about yourself, B. Oh..(i thought for a while) I dont really think I have any good qualities. Ok, bad ones? I’m depressed a lot, I get angry a lot, I’m just not that great of a person. Okay, are you married? Yes. Do you have kids? Yes. Are you on any medication? Yes. Have you ever taken drugs? Yes, cocaine and crystal meth. How long ago? More than 8 years ago. Have you ever been hospitalized? Yes, when I was 15. I cut myself on a regular basis and someone called CPS on my mom because she didnt so anything about it and they put in the psych ward for a few weeks. Did that help you? No, someone would just walk up to you everyday and ask if you were okay. If you said yes, they just walked away and that was it. (Here, she said that she has heard the place I was at was like that and she didnt like them.)Has there been any history of sexual, emotional or physical abuse?….Yes. Who were the abusers? My brother and my cousin. How old were you when the abuse began? From what I remember, about 5 or 6. But I believe I have some repressed memories. How old were you when the abuse stopped? I was 12 or 13. Is your family supportive? No. They are not now nor have they ever been. I’m very sorry..Do you have a close relationship with your mother? On some levels, as long as we dont go too deep we are okay.  Do you believe she knew what was happening to you? I think that she knew on some level but was in denial or just trying to keep the family together. Keeping up the image of a close, happy family was really important to her. Keeping it up at all cost, it seems. (She shakes her head and looks a little angry at this point, I’m liking her more and more.) So, you werent allowed to talk about it? Did you ever say anything? I did say something to my friend at school about my cousin when I was 12 and she told a counselor, who called the police. They pressed charges but because of death threats and intense bullying at school, I dropped them. Since then, I kept my mouth shut until I was 19 and I told my mother almost everything. She has not been supportive at all.

Here, we got off of that subject for a little while because I was uncomfortable. She asked me about my husband. I said that K was a great guy and that I got very lucky. He doesnt lie, cheat or steal. He is very kind. He is honest. He tries and tries to help me. She says that its wonderful that I think so highly of him and that it seems as though I sought out someone with those qualities because I never had someone like that in my family. (Maybe, but I just think I got lucky)

She asks me what I’m trying to get out of seeing her. I tell her that I dont like to take medicine unless I really need it. And I dont think that medicine alone is going to fix me. I think a combination of medicine and therapy is necessary because medicine cannot help me to deal with my past. And, I’m driving K crazy. She says she thinks that is a good reason. She also says that she runs into 2 types of patients. Patients that have given up and are keeping the cycle going or patients that are trying very hard to break the cycle. She thinks I am breaking the cycle in my family. She says I am breaking away from the toxicity in my family and making my own way with K that is free of the negativity. She says she thinks it takes a very strong person to do that.She also says that I’m a good mother for my children because we have broken away from my family. I started to cry about here but I held it in. Someone thinks that I am strong. Someone thinks that I am good. Someone thinks that I broke the cycle. That feels pretty damn good.

It also felt good that she got mad about my mother not being supportive. She doesnt know the half of it yet but I told her it is very hard for me to talk about anything to anyone so it might take a while. I’m just glad someone thought it was effed up the way my mother acts. I see her again next week. I’m looking forward to it.

I saw the Psych after that appointment. She asked me about symptoms. I told her about my acne, which she doesnt know if it is a real side effects or not. I say,yes. I tell her about my nightmares. She says that sounds like a serotonin side effect and Lamictal was not a serotonin. I tell her that I dont know, but I am having them and I havent before. I also tell her I have no appetite. She says its common for people to lose weight on Lamictal. I tell her I’m not complaining. She ask if my mood is better. I say slightly, K notices a difference but not much. I’m still noticing mood swings. She says give me an example. I say I went ape shit on my plants in the backyard. She says did you like the plants? I said no. She asks what set it off. I say I got a birthday card from my brother. She says she doesnt think that its a mood swing though. She thinks I was enraged by getting the card and took it out on some plants I hated. She said she has worked with women doing rage therapy before and thats common. I just say that it’s not like me. I’m usually pretty good at the whole repression thing. She says to give her another example. I tell her that I have notice I can go through the day being really happy and then having a sudden urge to cry. She says that doesnt sound mood-disorderish. I say whatever, thats what is happening. She says to up my medication to 300mg but if that doesnt work, we need to talk about heavier things that have horrible side effects. I say okay and peace out. I was not happy with her.

Day 49:

Side Effects: Acne, pain in the butt acne. And dizziness. Boo. And no appetite.

Feelings: Today was slow. I was mulling over the session yesterday and the day was dragging by because we had no clients. Today was the day we were going out of town and our boss had left the day before. So we just hung out at the office until 2 which is when she said we could leave. At 2, we packed it up and headed out. I left K the car for the boys. (The new car!) And car pooled with three other girls. It was a fun trip up. About 4 hours and the 2 girls in the back got drunk on the way up there. Me and the girl driving passed on the beers. Once we got there, we unpacked, ran into our coworker that was out on maternity leave but was joining us on our trip (and her SUPER cute baby!) and headed up to our rooms. Our rooms were great. They were right on the water and steps away from the nightlife. We immediately changed and headed out to explore. We decided to stop and get drinks at the Hard Rock Cafe. That was fun. Except I yelled at their manager because his hostess was being a rude bitch and kicked my friend, her husband and her baby out because they came in after we were seated and wanted to join us. Apparantley, that is against their policy. So I asked to speak with her manager, to which I gave an ear full and he gave my friends back their seats. It was ridiculous. After dinner, myself and 2 other girls went to a club across the street. It was fun. Until some obnoxious girl was dancing ALL OVER the floor and almost knocked me over. I told her to get away from me 3 times. I was just thinking about going after her when my friends decided we should go to another floor. So we went down a floor and stayed there the rest of the time. About 1230 we decided we needed to go, we had class in the morning. Me and my roomie, A, got into bed and layed there and talked for a while. A is really nice. She seems to have a lot in common with me and we talk a lot. Some times too much. We didnt go to bed for a bit because we were talking so much. Once we did, I couldnt sleep well because I need noise in a room. I have a fan usually but in this case, no fan. At one point, I jerked straight up in the bed and called K’s name. Then I realized I wasnt at home. Embarrassed, I layed back down and went to sleep. Sigh. Only me.

I’ll post the rest of the days tomorrow, right now it’s late and my bed is calling me. It’s good to be back!

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Day 45:

Side Effects: Headache today, but then again I had been drinking a little the night before. My appetite continues to remain low. Slight acne as well.

Feelings: Today was a pretty good day also. I havent been hungry, but thats not really effecting my mood anyway. Little B seems like he is sick today. We feed him through a tube (unless he wants to eat something by mouth) and his esophagus is wrapped into a one way valve so he cannot throw up. You can tell when he wants to though. He dry heaves and salivates a lot. Poor thing. He was doing this all morning and was pretty pale. He did not have a fever so I just watched him closely and gave him some Pedialite so he wouldnt get dehydrated. By the afternoon he looked much better and was well enough to want to go to grandmas house.

K and I have been thinking about trading in our car for something a little bigger so today we went car shopping without the boys. I like car shopping. It’s neat to see different cars and features and I’m also a pretty good negotiator. I like it when a car salesmen think just because I’m a girl I’m not going to be able to negotiate anything about a car. Anyway, we looked around at some nice ones but I had settled on one that was a certified preowned with a factory warranty. That seemed like the best deal. After the wheeling and dealing was over, I walked out on their final offer. I had given them mine and they wouldnt accept it so we left. I told them to call us when our offer sounded good to them. I’m not worried about it, there are other cars.

We picked up little E on the way home but little B wanted to stay the night. We told him he could,provided he didnt get any worse during the night and if he did, my mother was to call me. We went home and everyone got into bed.

Day done.

Day 46:

Side effects: Headache, or what I like to call, life. Appetite:No. Acne:Yes.

Feelings: Today was my Dads birthday so I had some things to do. The first thing though was I freaked out and started cleaning the house again. I dont know what it is but I CANNOT ignore a messy house. It makes me so angry. After that, me and litle E had some shopping to do. Unfortunately, little E decided to take a 4 hour nap. Which is fine but I didnt have much else to do. I did the dishes, and some laundry but that was really it. Then I layed around on the couch until he finally woke up. Then we went to the store. We got some things for the house,  some fruits and veggies and such. A sample lady gave little E some sautéed veggies and he went to town on those. I’m glad he likes veggies so much, saves me some trouble. I also got my Dad a really yummy looking chocolate cake. And a card. Not a sappy one though. Sappy makes me..highly uncomfortable. Anyway, my Dad wanted fried chicken and mashed potatoes and coleslaw so we had that. I got him a “? ” candle to go on top of his cake, he thought that was funny. We watched pop-up video and hung out. Then we needed to get the boys home because it was getting close to little E’s bed time and little B had a project to do. I told my Dad sorry that his present wasnt in yet (it’s coming though, I just dont know when! Stupid ground shipping) and we left. B finished up his project while K put little E to bed. I got mad at K for some reason that I cant remember now and I went to bed before him. I was laying in bed watching T.V. when I saw on the news that Osama Bin Laden had been killed. Wow. Although I am happy that this man got what he deserved, I’m scared that we just pissed off Al Qaeda. Like, really pissed them off. K and I talked about that for a little while but then he fell asleep while I stayed awake to watch President Obama address the issue and America.

So today was a good day for me. But, for some people it was a great day. The troops are rejoicing, as are the families of the 911 victims. As they should be. But of course, this also opens some old wounds for these families and for that, I’m sorry for them. Nothing can ever fix the pain they went through but I hope this victory has made a difference for them.  Even if it is a small one.

Day 47:

Side Effects: Headaches. But again, my day was ugh so it was probably from that. No appetite, acne lingers.

Feelings: My coworker called in today because her son is in the hospital (he has crohns disease) and our office manager as well as another girl was out this morning. So it was CRAZY. I was being pulled in 18 different directions and the worst part is I feel like my boss saw me as being frazzled but it truth, no one in the office does that many jobs at once. I cant handle EVERYTHING at the SAME time. That sucks that she thinks that, but oh well. When the office manager did come back, she asked how the week without her was. I told her about the AWESOME coworker and her attitude all week as well as her picking a fight with me over my pay. She wasnt too happy about that last one. Of course, there isnt going to be anything done about it because for some reason, we all walk on eggshells around her. Ugh. I grabbed some lunch but didnt eat it. 2 bites and I was done. Weird low appetite. I didnt even want any chocolate (gasp!)

Around noon, K called to tell me that the car dealership had called back with a counter offer and he told them what the bottom line was for us. Even though I had instructed him not to say ANYTHING (he isnt so good with negotiations) he did a good job telling them what we wanted. I finished out the day (complete with staying late) and went home to wrap things up. We called the dealership together and told them that we would accept their last offer provided that they fix some cosmetic things we noticed about the car. We are supposed to come in tomorrow to sign the papers.

The kids were driving me absolutely bonkers this evening, I yelled at them at least 3 times as well as K. Come to think of it, I have been swinging back and forth all day long. We also had to change out little B’s tube tonight. It requires deflating the balloon with a syringe and pulling it out of his stomach, inserting a new, lubricated tube and filling the new balloon with 5cc of distilled water. B cried because he was scared and it does hurt, but he actually handled it pretty well and is well deserving of a new toy. I’ll take him to pick one out soon.

Countdown to Psych/Therapist appointment: 1 day.

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Day 41:

Side effects: Again, not sure if its a symptom but I am damn tired of these nightmares. They are vivid and sad. I’m sure you know by now that the acne fluctuates. Today, it has flared. Whoopie. The itching is starting to go away.

Feelings: I was right about the oncoming crash. The night before, I ended up on the floor. I felt like I had 100 pounds on top of me. I just didnt have the strength or the desire to get up. I fell asleep there and I’m not sure when my husband found me and lifted me into the bed.

Today, the rest of the physical manifestation of my crash came about. I had a headache at work in the morning that I ignored. I had work to do,I couldnt lay about with a headache. My coworker brought in a hurt dove a little while later and she brought it to my attention. Every in the office knows that I’m a sucker for animals. I know a lady near by that takes in injured wildlife so I did her a favor and took a lunch break to take the bird over to her. I drove back, and had a million things to do and everyone needing something from me. I had to skip lunch. And I hadnt had breakfast. Around 4 o clock, I was crashing. Crashing hard. After I got done with one client I thought I was going to pass out. The room was spinning, I was really hot and a little nauseous. I stopped and asked my coworker if we had anything to eat. She said she bought some cookies. I told her that I thought I was going to pass out and I was going to go and get one and sit down for a minute. I had been sitting a nd was about halfway through a cookie when my boss walked up and asked if I could trade places with the new girl now. It sounded like she was pissed that she had just found me sitting and eating a cookie instead of working. I told her I was eating it because my blood sugar was low. She said fine but it didnt sound like she meant it..which is great. So, I went and traded places with the new girl. I tried to focus on work but I couldnt. My hands shook, I was sweating, and I had tunnel vision. My headache was getting increasingly worse. I could tell it was now on its way to a full blown migraine. After I got to a stopping point, I told my boss that I was sorry, but I had to excuse myself. I left the room and went straight to the bathroom. I waiting for the vomit but it didnt come. I called K to come and get me and then I sat and tried to finish my cookie. I couldnt. I was past the point of eating to bring my blood sugar back up. It was making me want to vomit just looking at it. My eye felt like it was going to explode. Damn migraines. The whole time my REALLY AWESOME coworker is telling me that I needed to go home and “pep up” because they needed me tomorrow. I just felt like too much shit to strangle her. K came and picked me up and somehow, I made it home. I immediately went to the bedroom and layed down. K brought me a trash can and some pills. I couldnt take the pills and just layed there for a bit, fighting tears. I dozed off but woke quickly with a pain in my stomach. I hung off the side of the bed and vomited into the trash can. It sucked. K came in and gave me my toothbrush. When I was done, I took the pills. Then I slept. I woke about 3 hours later and felt better.

Over all, this day was horrible.

First moral of the story: No good deed goes unpunished.

Second moral: No trashcan without a liner in it goes without being hosed out when it is vomited in.

Day 42:

Side effects: Nightmares. Can this stop now? Is there anyway I could just not sleep? I’m tired of waking up in a cold sweat, reaching for K, clutching my chest and/or gasping for air. Acne is a little worse today, but I hear sweating and vomiting will do that to you. Still itching, its not so bad.

Feelings: Well, I thought for sure I would feel fine this morning but this was not the case. I didnt eat much this morning because just trying to put some cereal in my mouth was making me very nauseous. I had a few bites and then left for work. I was in some very long procedures all day and the dizziness was really killing me. The dizziness and the tunnel vision. I didnt put this under side effects because I think this is something that is just me and not the Lamictal. My other boss (I have 2) made me go and eat something before we started another procedure. (Good thinking) I snacked really quick on some chicken and then had to get back. The dizziness and tunnel vision persisted on and off. When it was all done, I grabbed a cookie and had that. I went home and my husband had made dinner. Despite not eating much again today and being dizzy, I wasnt hungry. I tried a few bites but then just couldnt. Right now, I’m getting dizzy and I’m just sitting down typing. My moods have been up and down today but mostly, down. Everything feels down. I feel exhausted. The coworker was awful again today but there really isnt anything I can do about her other than say things back to her when she is being rude to me. What? If I have to have thick skin then so does she.

Let’s all put on our rhino skins, shall we? No? Ok, I’m fine with that. I wouldnt want to if I were you either.

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Day 32:

Side Effects: As previously reported, acne sucks. I had some dizziness today too, but not sure it was the Lamictal. I was out shopping for most of the day but I ate and everything so it wasnt my blood sugar. Maybe just all the running around.

Feelings: Question: Do Bipolar people know when they are manic? Or is it just something that you think is totally normal until you’re out of it or someone points it out to you? And also, Can you experience mania for part of the day or does mania last longer than that?

I ask because I was very hyper from the moment I woke up this morning. I was constantly looking for something to do. I couldn’t find much to do around the house so I got little E ready (B was at grandmas) and we went shopping. I spent about 300 dollars. I was super happy browsing the aisles and watching little E charm the pants off of some random fellow shoppers. Then we got something to eat and then came home. My husband came home not long after that and I convinced him that we NEEDED to go back to the store because I could not live without a chair that I saw there. So, off we went back to the store. I was on a shopping high and it was awesome. Back to the house to drop K off for a nap. (he had to get up and go to work at midnight) and myself and little E went to my parents house to watch a movie, eat dinner and pick up B.

That’s all out of character for me for the most part. I get in moods like that from time to time though. Moods were I clean the ever-living shit out of my house. Or spend way too much money. Or am a lot more sexually active. The thing is, yesterday I knew it was weird. But I just kept on going. Because it felt good. Or because I just didn’t feel like shit for once.

When I got the boys home, my mood instantly flipped. They were tired and fighting and I was yelling and frustrated. It woke my husband up and he came out to help. I was in a shitty mood from then until I went to bed.

Not quite sure what happened..

Day 33

Side Effects: Acne. It’s getting worse today I think. Small little annoying bumps. Stupid. I’m itchy today again too. Only where things are touching me though. Like my necklace, my wedding band, my bra. You get the idea.

Feelings: I woke up and was in a shitty mood. I can only assume it was shitty mood residue from the night before. I snapped at everyone and barked at my kids. Little E spilled milk all over me when I was already dressed for work so that was just perfect. When I had changed, I went off to work. I tried to force the bad mood out of my head so I wouldn’t bring it to work with me. It didn’t work for a little while but as the work day went on it got better. I was able to focus more on each task I was doing rather than why I was so pissy. I’m not even sure why I was so mad though, I just woke up like that. It’s like it was an angry hangover from my day of happy drunkenness. About halfway through the day my boss decided it was time to evaluate the new girl. She hasn’t been doing very well so this was pretty uncomfortable. We are going to keep her, we just need her to work on some things. Unfortunately for her, she did not take the constructive criticism very well and it just made my boss mad. So now, she’s dangling over the edge. I felt bad about the meeting but there wasnt really anything I could do about it. She needs to get better and do it fast. Without the attitude.

Anyway, I come home and I’m fine. I’m watching House and browsing craigslist for some baby gear for my sister and it just hits me. The crushing lethargy. I can feel my energy being sucked out of me and the sadness slither in. I can feel my face slide into a droop and my eyes start to water. I want to cry for no reason. I forced my self to get up and write this post to see if I could get myself out of it. I don’t think I can though. I think I’m going to go to bed.

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