Some days

On top of all the other craziness of the last few days, Sunday I got an ominous sore throat. I tried to ignore it, but by yesterday evening it was clear I was sick. Sinus infection, no doubt about it. So today I went to the dr., was thoroughly checked for H1N1 (safe), and then filled a $100 antibiotic prescription. (My insurance card hasn't arrived yet so I have to pay up front).

I also talked to Dr. Body about the rather frightening situation my digestive tract finds itself in, apparently as a side effect to the increased dose of imipramine. To put this into context, I already took 5 times the usual dose of a stool softener each day, plus one vegetable laxative. Which has become 2 or 3 vegetable laxatives in the last few weeks. With no change in condition. So, I now am taking a double dose of Miralax along with all the rest, and probably will be taking something even stronger this weekend. I can't express enough how UNEXCITED I am about this. It's not something I can really avoid at this point given that things can't stay how they are, but this is a LOT of medication. In fact, I'm now taking 11 pills per day directly for bipolar and 10 pills and 2 doses of liquid medication per day for side effects/damage caused by bipolar meds. Somehow that doesn't seem right....

And then, and this is the truly amazing thing, I was driving home at dark by the time I worked late and then picked up my meds at the pharmacy. I had the cruise set at 66 and was driving along listening to a book on CD and messing with a fidget toy when I was about 10 miles from home. I passed a state highway patrolman at a point where they frequently hang out. I was passing in the left lane when I passed him, and soon after pulled over. Seconds later I could see in my rearview mirror the cop pulling into traffic. So I thought ok, he was waiting for a break in traffic and this is coincidence. I am NOT SPEEDING!!! But he kept following me pretty close and after a short time he put on his lights. So I pulled over, wondering what the heck was wrong NOW. My immediate thought was that someone he saw I had my little fidget in my hand and thought I was driving unsafely because of that. Oh no. Headlight out. Thankfully he just checked that the other worked and my high beams worked, then ran my license through the computer, and warned me. I would have cried for about 4 days had I gotten a 2nd ticket in 4 days.

So, this just isn't my week. I'm really, really anxious for weekend and some good rest. I've barely eaten in 2 days, just because I feel crappy and food doesn't appeal. Today I've had a couple granola bars, lots of water, and some sherbet. This is not a good idea......

Can't wait to see what tomorrow brings!