Glad I went to see the psychiatrist today. After thoroughly reviewing my chart and doing lengthy intake, he felt that I was clearly in the bipolar camp. (Although currently not residing near either pole. Closer to the equatorial region at this time.) Ha. He would like to see me eventually cut back on the anti-depressants because bipolar does not have a good outcome with antidepressants alone. Which means I get to figure out more drug crap. Here is my new cocktail: Mornings:
Evenings:
For the next two weeks I need to be on 25 mg of the lamictal nightly. Then two weeks at 50 mg. Then two weeks at 100 mg. Then we will see if I stay at 100 or go to 200 or whatnot. I am super tired but I don't know if it is because I slept poorly last night and left early this morning to get to my appointment or if the 25 mg of lamictal has caused the drowsies to set in. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Fell asleep without finishing this. Without reading. Slept like a log. Grateful Crap: trying something new Daily Convexions: took meds. All gajillion of them. saw psychiatrist enough water slept Comments are closed.
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