As of today

Cranky Amy noted on my last post that I am/was able to write better (more clearly, less typos).  That's a good observation; my ability to write changes wildly with mania.  Dr. Brain tells me she can tell from a few words of an  email if I am  manic. In this case unfortunately I have shifted more toward depression.

I saw Dr. Mind today and he was concerned because it's obvious I feel lousy and after a week of so much medication we would hope for me. I know Dr. Brain was hopeful that this would be on it's way to over by now.  Not happening.

After I spent nearly 2 hours staring at a wall doing nothing I realized that it's time to try something different, because this isn't working and is making me miserable  as  well.  So that email has been sent and I know Dr.  Mind was going to send one too, so I'll wait until Friday and if I haven't heard anything I'll call again.  I hate doing that because I hate making her call me back but I can't live like this.  I don't want to start crying again so I'll leave it at I'm tired of losing out on things I want to do because of being  sick. Silly me, I thought the bipolar was stable enough that if I could  just get the physical stuff over I'd be fine.  This is precisely why I hate bipolar.

More when I have more.