Well, thankfully we think I have topped out. Maybe Saturday or Sunday. I increased my meds from 100mg/day to 200mg every other day. The doc wanted me to take 200mg every day, but I am so exhausted and in kind of a fog when I do. Eyes are still popping open at the first sound I hear in the morning, but I have been able to doze back off for a little while, at least.
Went to see the psychologist yesterday and there was much talk of Depakote and maybe the use of an anti-depressant. I hate taking meds, especially cocktails, but I hate this mania more. It is no longer the fun, happy, grandiose, on top of the world, creative, productive type (junior varsity as he so aptly put it), but the cannot function, psychotic, irritable, volatile, pressured (Varsity) Mania: Full-blown Manic episode.
I lost almost a week of time and my ability to process external stimuli like other people talking to me and being aware of my surrounding for goodness sake. It was explained to me that in the beginning of mania (we think mine started all the way back in APRIL!!) the chemicals in my brain were a little twhacky. As the mania progressed the chemicals got further out of whack to the point of no return.
Mania is like taking Meth or Ecstasy: It releases all your feel good brain chemicals in the beginning and then eventually, you’re all out. It takes the body time to replenish the chemicals to the correct balance and so in the meantime you feel like shit. If you keep doing more and more meth to retain that good feeling it takes longer and longer for the brain to replenish.
In mania you keeping doing more and more until the chemicals are so out-of-whack that when you start to come down, odds are you will keep going down. The increased dose of meds is suppose to help keep me from going down into a depression. I hope it does.
My mind is much quieter, but I am having a lot of physical anxiety. They said that is a symptom of my brain chemicals being out of whack, too. It sucks. I don’t “feel” anxious. I don’t know what I have to be anxious about. But my body is anxious.
I should go. I have a lot of school work to do today and I still need to dress. The weather is beautiful, cool, calm, quiet, and I want to be outside so badly… I bought a little Bistro set of two chairs and a table for my porch yesterday for my birthday (I’m officially 29, again…. :) 32 really) and I want to try them out, but going outside is so hard for me!