I never thought I could run out of things to talk about when it comes to bipolar disorder on this blog, but it seems like maybe I have. All I have today are some random thoughts…
My husband had to go to the mental health clinic today to get his medication for his bipolar disorder. We don’t have a set psychiatrist down here, as they are much too expensive, and none of them take our insurance (except for this clinic). But he waited a bit too long, and appointments are 3 weeks out, so he had to go in as a walk-in today, hoping to see somebody.
It’s really a pain when you have to do that, because you never know who you’re gonna see. Of course, that’s not too far from the norm, because generally speaking, you only get to see the same doctor maybe 3 times before that person is gone and you have a new doctor to see. I don’t know why, but nobody seems to stay very long there. I heard once that it’s something about interns or something.
The good news is that he didn’t have to wait too long, and he even got to see a doctor that he’s seen before, so he got more than a 30-day supply of his medication, which is what you usually get as a walk-in. So all in all, it worked out ok.
I was thinking about my dog. I know, I know, jumping topics – how did I get from there to here? Like the title says, random thoughts. I was thinking how it’s been such a long time since I’ve been depressed, and my dog is a big reason why.
I had read an article about it once. It said that dogs were functioning as service dogs to people with bipolar disorder, keeping them from being depressed.
I can see that, with all that unconditional love and all. If I go somewhere for even an hour, she’s all over me when I return, like I’ve been gone for a year or something! It’s a really good feeling to be missed that much.
And she gives me some(one) to take care of, something to do. I just love her so much. And I don’t mind taking care of her. She’s easy to take care of. And she asks so little in return for all that love she gives me. It’s great.
If I’m even a little down or anxious, I just pet her for a little while, and all is great in my world again. She has such a calming effect on me. I can certainly see why this article recommended people with bipolar disorder getting dogs.
My mom is still in her bipolar episode. I’m starting to get concerned, wondering if it’s not just a bipolar episode, but maybe something else, like early dementia. She is 76, after all. I mean, she acts so childlike sometimes, and I’m not sure that that’s actually a symptom of bipolar, a part of the mood swings that are so typical, or any of the other symptoms like agitation and irritability, that are so distinctive. She is manipulative, though, and I know that can be a part of bipolar disorder. But then if she doesn’t get her way, she throws a sort of tantrum – like I said, she can be very childlike. It’s not a pretty sight. It’s so difficult to deal with her sometimes. I just have to pray for more patience.
Oh, well, here’s to hoping that things get better with her, and that she gets better. It’s been so long that she’s been in this episode. You’re probably sick of hearing me talk about it.