I had a really bad month in January. My doctor wanted to try to change my meds, but it really REALLY didn’t work out. I had a pretty harsh set-back depression wise. The doc switched my meds back, but the culmination of ramping down, weaning off and then ramping back up takes time. Plus, the level of meds and proper chemical levels in my brain were messed up and even with the meds back full strength, it took some time for the chemical levels to finally get back to “normal”. So, It sucked and I had a bad spell.
BUT, I am finally regular I think! I spent all yesterday changing bedsheets and washing every dirty peice of cloth in the house. Plus, everything that went through the washer ALSO went through the dryer AND got folded ANDANDAND put away! I often peter-out at the folding and almost always at the putting away.
As is evidenced by the fact that I spent a good chunk of today putting away all of my unfolded, stacked-up clothes that I don’t think have been hung or drawered since New Year’s. It took a while, but all my stuff is on hangers or in a drawer and I can see a few surface tops in my bedroom again.
I don’t want to get my hopes up or plan for too much and then fail and feel like a disappointment again, but I am cautiously optimistic that things are going to be fine soon. I have a friend who organizes and prettifies as her job. I am going to have her come and help me do stuff one room at the time. I’ll pay her and she’ll help me decide what to store, what to donate, what to throw away and how to properly display or put away everything else.
I am feeling like a real person again! Bi-polar can bite my ass