I just got an email back from an Etsy seller about a custom order for my BIL’s wedding. It’s going to be really affordable, and beautiful, and different from what everyone else is getting them.
It’s sunny and over 30.
Mom seems to be coming down, bit by bit. The Abilify is slower than the Seroquel.
My shrink forgot to call in my lithium refill. I left her a voice mail on her cell (small Yay that I have her number) and hope she’ll get back to me today, since I will be out after tonight. At least she is a staff member at the nearest hospital, so my records will be in the computer if I have to go to the ER for an interim prescription.
I have a fierce withdrawal headache from titrating down on my Effexor, which was making me start to get manic.
I am still WICKED backed up from this damned lithium. Any and all tips for staying hydrated will be much appreciated. I’m already drinking 4-5 Britta pitchers a day. It’s getting ridiculous– I’m always in the bathroom to pee, but the rocklike bowels persist. (True sign of getting old– one’s regularity becomes a constant preoccupation.)