First post on new computer...
...and very little to say, sad but true.
Lessee, what's happening? Well, I've absolutely not succumb to the Bipolar Two Question Mark diagnosis; in fact, I've dumped that therapist because I was just tired of hearing about it. I want to make it clear that I'd accept this theory if my episodes weren't so, um, calculated and well-timed but they are and so I poo-poo this particular notion and fire the therapist. I have another episode, timed like so, and in the interest of maintaining my sanity (and not further alienating my friends and family), I agree to take Cymbalta -- which is a newish drug stimulating both seratonin and norepinephrine production and although I'm unclear as to the clinical benefits of adding the norepinephrine production things have definitely ironed out considerably. The rage, for the most part, has abated; I did, however, get really angry on Sunday over absolutely nothing and had one of my famous Tornados wherein I had to give myself a time-out; this time I noticed that when it finally subsides I become utterly exhausted and freezing cold -- like, standing-in-snow cold. At the end of December -- because doctors, bless their black souls, operate on schedules and not human needs -- I will visit an endocrine-specialized GYN who will give me the proper hormones that will balance me out. I hope.
What a boring entry. Bonus points for using two semi-colons in one sentence, though; I suppose that's unacceptable but a secret nerdy goal of mine is to alter the course of punctuation, syntax and grammar for all of mankind, to suit real writing needs -- mine being an utter stream of consciousness with a heavy dose of self-deprication and cynicism to beat the proverbial band.
Ugh. Sorry for the dullness. Happy turkey day!
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