Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
12,692 Days Alive
35 Years, 8 Days Old
1,300 Pages Scanned
2 Tacos Eaten
1 More Book Read
Today was a busy day at work. I almost busted my butt coming in the door on all the mail from Friday.
Continue reading “Marvelous, Mildly Productive Monday”
12,696 Days Alive
3 Days Without AC at Work
It wasn’t as terrible today at work. It was warm but stayed under eighty in the office.
Wearing shorts helped, honestly.
Continue reading “Toasty Tuesday”
12,679 Days Alive
622nd Blog Post
1 New Recipe to Share
I got to sleep in a bit today before going to see Chelé. The day was restful and amazing. We both broke quarantine today, though I drove up to see her at her place.
Continue reading “Simply Lovely Saturday”
12,724 Days Alive
Had therapy with Vickie and my appointment with Peter today. I’m absolutely glad the week is half over now. I’m so emotionally exhausted that I’m physically exhausted as well.
Continue reading “Like a Line from Bon Jovi”
12,710 Days Alive
200+ Envelopes Stuff and Stamped
3 Rows Left on DW’s Blanket (Still!)
1 Tired Me
I pulled an eleven hour day at work today. And that was with a therapy appointment while I was still working, too.
Continue reading “What a Wednesday”
12,698 Days Alive
1 Doctor’s Appointment and New Medication
Welp, I’m up to three medications for my depression and Bipolar Disorder. I kinda hate it, kinda hope it works out?
Continue reading “Medication and Doctors”
12,684 Days Alive
Today was a rough day. A friend is hurt, another sick. Drama llamas are running rampant in my life. And my therapist cancelled on me twenty four minutes before my appointment was scheduled to start.
So.
Screw today. I am going to bed.
12,670 Days Alive
1 Day of Therapy
I had therapy today for the first time in years.
Continue reading “Therapy Day 1”
12,666 Days Alive
90 Official Days at the New Job
2 Appointments Scheduled
1 Terrified Me
I know that my first thought when it comes to therapy shouldn’t be that I’m absolutely terrified. But, that’s what I am.
Continue reading “Terror and Therapy”
12,659 Days Alive
5 Goals Achieved So Far
1 Tired Self
I may have overdone it a little this weekend. Stayed up too late, didn’t hydrate enough, but I regret absolutely nothing.
Continue reading “Goals and Struggles”
12,296 Days Alive
153 Days since Diagnosis of Bipolar 1
13 Major Life Events
I started this blog on Tuesday, 25th September 2018. It hasn’t been all that long. Well. Maybe it has? 153 days since my diagnosis. That is five months; that is twenty-two weeks as of today. It breaks down to 3670 some-odd hours, 220,350 minutes or so, or about 12,219,700 seconds. Again, give or take.
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12,290 Days Alive
6,561 Books to Read
6 Physical/Occupational Therapy Appointments Attended
1 New Purse
So. Physical and occupational therapy is completed. Open House is tomorrow at work. And I’ve been fighting a migraine since Monday afternoon. Ugh.
12,288 Days Alive
6,493 Books to Read
5 PT/OT Appointments Attended
1 New Purse Purchased
Today was a day in which I might have done too much.
