community-based psychiatric adventures of the mentally normal

[Mitchy1nge]

am not sure if mavis is still in this one

oh infinity what dreadful news, am so sorry, sending you love

am here for virtual listening ear - is there anything anyone (real life? Here?) can do? xxx

(have not seen your other thread)

So sorry Infinity - I don't "know" you or seen your other thread but as others have said, am here to offer any virtual support. You say he's "due back today" - are you sure this is the end?

I'm up shit creek without a paddle today - anyone want to join me..........should be there till at least 8 or 9 tonight.

Thinking of you this evening Infy/Heart. Do you have any idea yet whether he's coming back to your place or not?

I'll join you up shit creek if that's okay Nana - I was doing my crisis plan/CPA today with lovely care coordinator, modifying the one that apparently HTT had written for me without my knowledge - all kinds of inaccurate info on there and misrepresentations of what I said, but the really scary bit was seeing the word "bipolar" in black and white, about me, for the first time. It's not a proper diagnosis but it was there and I can never make it not-having-been-there now. But in a way things have stopped touching me now - I don't start crying at the drop of a hat any more. Everything just seems to float past. Nothing is good, nothing is bad. Everything hurts but nothing affects that, particularly. Which I guess is good, in a way.

I don't know why it scares me so much because I know so many people with bipolar disorder, lots of whom are doing fine.

Infinity that's shit and I'm sorry you're going through it right now. When its real and happening there's not much anyone can do to make it better in the moment and while you know it will be easier as time goes on, it doesn't really help now, so love to you.

I have bipolar. I wasn't scared of my diagnosis, more relieved as it put a name to the sometimes randomly chaotic nature of my life, interspersed with the vile black depressions that came for no reason. I'm on the right meds now and seem to be balanced, which after this year is a blessed relief.

The beds campaign that I'm involved with at the moment got a boost today when Mumsnet made my blog post blog of the day. Its one that I've written from the heart and I hope it makes people, particularly the decision makers take notice and for others to help me by signing the petition, which I know some of you have already done.

I want to make a difference. after an utterly shit year, I just want to help the women who are ill at the moment. Sometimes when you're passionate about something it helps you forget about the very real troubles you are having and that's what it is doing for me.

That's a great blogpost (beautifully written, too).

Thank you :)

Popping in to say Enpo, please don't worry about a 'bipolar' diagnosis as it's not a proper diagnosis just a working hypothesis made most likely by people with no diagnostic powers.

Leaving New York this evening and it's time to go home. We've had a fab time but I miss my own bed and Gladys.

Thanks Mp I kind of already knew it was what HTT were using as a working assumption, I guess, so it doesn't change anything, but it's just different seeing it typed up and printed out, for some reason

I hope you have a great last evening in New York and a good flight home.

I know it's not real but it freaks me the fuck out.

That "diagnosis" I mean.

BTW Keema, how did it go last night without your DS's melatonin? Hope somebody slept at some point

Some sleeping did happen - finally. I forgot to pick them up again today. I could kick myself and DH has reminded me again to pick the bloody thing up. I will try my best tomorrow!

Oh no, I hate it when that happens. I can go weeks where I remember, every day, just after closing time, that I needed to pick up a prescription or make a phone call

Better luck tomorrow.

I did remember to go and pick up my own repeat prescription today though, but they've only repeated the diazepam. All well and good, but I really do need the other stuff. A call to the GP tomorrow to find out what gives.

have forgotten to get my prescription every day since Thursday

why can't they deliver it directly into my mouth each night, have got a severe mental disorder, how can I be expected to remember stuff?

My holiday is over. Sitting in the BA lounge at JFK and looking forward to sleep. A wonderful time was had by all.

Hooray

For the wonderful time, I mean, not that it's over so soon

wonder if she has bought us any nice presents

hope mine is a DIY bariatric surgery kit

My schoolfriend once came back from the USA after the holidays with a holdall full of pizza flavoured Pringles and cinnamon tic-tacs. Soooo exotic.

Hi folks - still up shit creek and the fuckin boat is leaking as well now. SO pissed off after several weeks of feeling so much better and thinking the change in meds had worked - why do I trust the ADs any more - was farting around on MN late last night as I feel bit better then, and came across a thread "What are you wearing on Christmas Day" .................can you believe it. There were pages of replies as well - tartan dresses and opaque tights featured quite heavily, as did sparkly jumpers and black trousers with ankle boots. A few PJs with a grinny face but most deadly serious.

WTF..........................serves me right for looking.