I forgot the good things

I've been so overwhelmed by the great November scheme and trying to picture a psych ward that I cannot find pictures of (I found pictures of the main ward, but I won't be there. This place I'm going is newer and all I can find is a blurb. Oh, and a picture of a nurse and "patient" who probably has never been near a psych ward) that I forgot to share my exciting news.

I am now down officially 4 sizes, and I need to try one size smaller on the jeans I bought because they are actually a bit big and I may need 12s. Granted, these seem to be sized a little large, but still....the last time I wore size 12 was 2002. I was on lithium and a bit of depakote and had just started lamictal. I had a long, long way to go in the search for wellness. I'm now at 39 lbs down since January. I am living proof that diabetes can be influenced with weight loss. If I hadn't lost the weight there's a pretty good chance I'd be diagnosed with that by now.

Also, I need to say that I love this blog. I don't know most of you at all, and the ones I do know I know only via email, but it helps so much to have a place that I can say "hey, I'm going to be in the psych ward for a week" and get only kind comments and understanding. I have Dr. Mind, and he'll be all kinds of supportive, but he also gets to help me get comfortable with the idea and that's not going to be a small job. I'm ok about this but I need to be calmer about it or the next 6 weeks will be pure torture. I have friends, and they're great, but there aren't a ton of them I'll tell about this.

At some point tonight I'll be posting the last post about me for a couple days. If the system works an auto-post goes up at midnight tonight, and I hope everyone makes an effort to read it. Someone special (several someone specials) need you to care.