I'm not sure what it is--is it me taking control of DH's meds and making sure that everything is there every day.....or him not having to go to work.....or the fact that he's sleeping at night and awake during the day....or a combination of all these.....?
But here is what I am seeing
DH is drinking cheap bottled water and not complaining about no pop
DH cleaned my pantry.
DH cleaned the living room.
DH made himself sandwiches without whining about how there was nothing to eat--not only that, but he used very old bread, saying "we've got to use this up, we can't waste it just because it's all dried out...it's not moldy yet" (very very unusual for him).
DH called the "jobs for the mentally ill" worker twice (she hasn't returned his call yet)
DH applied for unemployment.
DH is rolling his own cigarettes and not complaining at all about how bad they taste.
DH has been feeding/pottying dogs before I get home at night so I don't have to.
I could go on and on.
But you get the idea. He's smiling more, too. For a long time I hadn't noticed the lack of smiling, until he was laughing one day.
I know it's probably just high spot on the roller coaster of bipolar. But the way he's been these last few days makes me remember why I married him to begin with. And right now, he's doing great. And I'm amazed and thrilled.
I'm not sure what it is--is it me taking control of DH's meds and making sure that everything is there every day.....or him not having to go to work.....or the fact that he's sleeping at night and awake during the day....or a combination of all these.....?
But here is what I am seeing DH is drinking cheap bottled water and not complaining about no pop
DH cleaned my pantry.
DH cleaned the living room.
DH made himself sandwiches without whining about how there was nothing to eat--not only that, but he used very old bread, saying "we've got to use this up, we can't waste it just because it's all dried out...it's not moldy yet" (very very unusual for him).
DH called the "jobs for the mentally ill" worker twice (she hasn't returned his call yet)
DH applied for unemployment.
DH is rolling his own cigarettes and not complaining at all about how bad they taste.
DH has been feeding/pottying dogs before I get home at night so I don't have to.
I could go on and on.
But you get the idea. He's smiling more, too. For a long time I hadn't noticed the lack of smiling, until he was laughing one day.
I know it's probably just high spot on the roller coaster of bipolar. But the way he's been these last few days makes me remember why I married him to begin with. And right now, he's doing great. And I'm amazed and thrilled.