Whenever the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind on the earth." Genesis 9:13

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Little to say

I can't say there's a lot to say. But in a good way. I continue to fight some serious fatigue from the flu and the newness of my job. Change simply is hard for me. I'm also not feeling great. The constipation has reached peak severity again. Now my belly is so distended that I get nauseous if I eat. It's a lovely cycle. If I can't go by Tuesday I'm going to have to go to the doctor and I imagine get an Xray because I can't even remember when I last went.

I need to get more water worked into my job. I have to take time to make sure I'm getting my 3 jug things each day during the day. The change in routine is contributing to this.

I weighed myself today and was really excited to see I've lost 6 or 7 lbs. With the extra weight in my belly that's pretty good. I think that's about a 2 week loss, since my thyroid med was increased. It's good to know that some weight loss is possible on Seroquel and Depakote. My new insurance rates are lower if you participate in some wellness program and you get discounts. One option is WeightWatchers and I'd like to try that in a few more months.

In a few more months is the tag line around here at the moment. After we are well past winter, in April or May, I'm cutting counseling sessions. I really think I could be ok with bi-weekly, but at first we're doing 3/month and the 4th week will be Dr. Mind.

I started a med last week to protect my kidneys. It's complicated but it is actually a diuretic that (if I understand this myself) works by controlling what I have out of whack and therefore triggers a more proper amount of urine. I don't know if it's helping yet or not. What I do know is that it makes my urine smell funny and the animals are attracted to smelling the toilet after I use it. Fabulous. (Although one of the funniest side effects ever).

I feel like I should have some deep insights into this point in my life. Friday I was told I've done a good job. I haven't heard that in a long, long time. My gut tells me I've found home. It's far from perfect, but it's much better than so many places. I have a feeling that sometime down the road when my illness comes out it will be ok to be bipolar.

I guess the best news is that I am not finding much to say. Much of my life right now is so transitional I don't know what to say, and the rest is good. I can't remember how long it's been since I had a day that was bipolar-colored, but it was around early-mid December. Two glorious months, and what's more they used to be the worst months of the year.

More later, unless my belly ruptures...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

glad all is calm. you deserve it.