I was very close to my little brother until my father and his wife blamed me for something I didn't do. It's a long story. We text occasionally now, but that's it. It makes me very sad.

My sister is married with two sons. Her oldest is 10 now. We have issues, but love one another, and have grown apart over the years. She's pushed away further since my psych hospitalizations, but we still text.

I haven't talked to my half-sister for years because all she wanted to do was talk about my father's physical (towards our mothers) and psychological abuse. I kept trying to steer our conversations away from that, but was ultimately unsuccessful, and slowly our contact dropped off. I still send her Christmas cards, but she's stopped sending them to me.

The Pats won again last night, but because of the timing of the game, I missed some of it making dinner :(
Oh well, I think I will live.

I made pizza last night, which is a no, no on my diet. I have not been very compliant lately. The last time I stepped on the scale was Friday and I weighed 151.8. When I got on the scale this morning I weighed 152.4lb. I expected it to be much worse, and I think that's what fuels the bad behavior… If I eat a bunch of crap I shouldn't, and it doesn't make a big difference it's less of a deterrent, but at the same time, I'm close to getting below 150 so I need to hunker down.

My husband only brought in the two boxes that were in the back seat of the car yesterday. I'm going to have to remove all of my husband's crap from the bookshelf before I can clean it and put my books away. I want to donate the nursing text books I no longer have use for. I will keep Taber's Medical Dictionary and my book on diagnostic medical tests and procedures.

Since the recent med change, I have slowed down. I'm having some lingering rapid thoughts, issues sitting still, a little irritability and problems with impulse control, but I'm much better. I'm no longer washing walls, which is a good sign, but I wish I was able to finish my project when I was full of energy.

I am sorry you have different relationships with your siblings....
maybe that will change in time?
Did you pats win?
bizi

Well, some of your walls are pristine I imagine.


'Sorry that you missed the end of the Pats game.



M

The Pats did win :)

I just mentioned the last dirty wall in the living room to my husband last night… I told him he's going to move the TV for me this weekend because I want to make sure I finish the project now or it will never get done. I'm not flying as high, so it will take me much longer to do though.

I stuck to my diet yesterday and was able to go to the BR two days in a row, which is a miracle. When I stepped on the scale this morning I weighed 150.6lb!!! :) That should be incentive enough to behave myself… so close to getting under 150!

Yesterday I ran out to pick up a prescription and decided to vacuum instead of getting started on the bookshelf. So, I guess that's what's on the agenda for today. The bookshelf is in the cat room where there are 3 litter boxes, so it's coated with cat litter dust, and I will have my hands full.

What do you think helped with your hypomania?
bizi
time? meds? or little of both?

I think an increase in lithium triggered the hypo episode, but my pdoc thinks otherwise. She reduced the lithium to once a day and upped the gabapentin to twice a day, and I think those changes definitely helped. But I also stopped washing the walls because my husband wouldn't move the entertainment center for me. Activities like that tend to feed my episodes, so being forced to stop doing that probably helped, too.

I've still been on a bit of a roller coaster, but (knock on wood) my episodes have been much milder and more manageable :)

I finished my work on the bookcase yesterday and it looks great.
My husband wants me to wait to finish up in the living room because he (understandably) wants to get everything we got from my father's house put away in the closets… which are full of his ****. Everything used to fit. He said he "consolidated" things, but he actually spread his crap out. I don't know what part I'm supposed to play in this ordeal, because I can't lift anything, and there's not enough room for two in front of the closet doors. He will be in a foul mood for sure.

I have a ton of errands to run in the next couple of days, I have an appointment with the gastroenterologist tomorrow, and a pdoc appointment Friday. I also have things to do around the house. I had a ton of things lined up for myself to do today. It's impossible for me to do them all. I'm going to have to sit down and make a list so I can spread some of the errands out.

Changes in his meds
 

My eldest informed me on how my boy is doing
She explained to me his sessions are positive
It the meds trials that are kicking his assssss
Now putting him on lamictal and klonopin
The last drug put him in manic state
He hasn't given up
This is good
I know how he feels
His brain able to get the thoughts he wants to get out
but his mouth drawls
This bothers him
Yet is willing to go forward
This is a good thing
And his partner very helpful in keeping him in the positive
For example
The all went to six flags
He was down a few times in his day
And his partner kept the upbeat mode going as he kept a close eye on my boy
"We have all day and night, I'm having so much fun with you all"
Brought him back
We will be together on thanksgiving
I will be there for a couple of days
Maybe we will get a chance to speak a out things
Hope and a prayer
Loving him
Me

Thinking of you kay.
(((((HUGS)))))
bizi

Eva,
I'm glad your son's having some positive experiences. A lot of meds have made me manic, too. I had problems drooling on ridsperdal. I had a lot of problems on risperdal though. I hope he continues to do well :hug: