hi, Shannon, so glad to see you and that you're feeling better! I often wonder how you're doing, you have such a severe case, i really feel for you, sweetie. Are you able to function at work/school? I think it's a really great idea to take your fiancee with you, I'm glad he will even go! Was it his idea? Either way, that's devotion.
I haven't had any type of panic with Seroquel, but I only take 200mg, anything can happen at high doses, and you know we can react totally opposite to meds, than how they are meant to work, lol.
There are lots of articles on the internet (medical/studies) about BPs and having children. The general consensus is that the benefits of continuing to medicate (depends which med) outweighs the risks to the fetus, but if it were me, I would read, read, read. And, talk to your pdoc, too. He might have some other ideas or opinions.
I hope you're feeling better lasts!
Oh, and I don't understand your being afraid to post! WTF!? We love reading your posts! What do you think, you'll post something that offends somebody and they will hate you? Everybody is valuable here, don't let the BP paranoia/persecution complex set in, which we all have, lol!
Yeah, that's a Shannonism. It just came to me when i was posting, lol.
Ya know, Nick, for me, there is nothing but medicine. Absolutely nothing. I've been interested since I was 4 years old, always asking for a "doctor's kit", you know the plastic "bag" with stethoscope, syringe, bandaids, etc. LOL!
I'm more the artsy fartsy mind, not the analytical one. Well, I'm talking numbers here, we all know abuot the other kind, lol. Medicine is considered an art, in fact doctors and nurses are often artists of some sort.
Accounting? I can't even IMAGINE working with numbers! I can barely add/subtract, for real I have a calculator at the computer and in my purse at all times!
Computers? Pfffft! don't have the patience for that crap! They just make me mad
Business? . Naptime. Numbers, too.
Thought about being a psychologist. Then thought "hmmmm, listening to people gripe all day. Like I need to be brought down." Nope.
Sales? Oh sure, I could talk a blue streak, just not about whatever I was selling, lol. I just wanted to chat, enjoyed that, but I didn't want anybody to think I was there to get their money or anything, they might not like me!
Ah, receptionist/administrative asst. ROFLMFAO! Couldn't have been more bored, I don't like people telling me what to do, and I don't like being someone's "boy". And I don't like women. Oh, and that feeling was always mutual, lol. (Except you guys, of course!). I also couldn't do the job anyway, because I pay no attention to detail, I just don't care, it's boring. I got fired from let's see, 5 of those in a row for not getting along with the others, and making mistakes. Whatever.
I had a job once in customer service. Big mistake! Every single call made my adrenaline go out of control, I just knew all those people were mad at ME because of their problems with whatever. Of course, being BP I took it all Personally and had, ahem, words with most of them and of course got fired. Again.
Oh, here's a funny story. When I was 18, I was in training to be an asst. mgr for Musicland. I loved music with a passion, so it was perfect. Well, when I would be closing up at night, alone, sometimes I would get the "five finger discount" of some new tapes, and just "adjust" the inventory sheet. So, one day we got free tickets to a Ted Nugent concert. Me and the other asst mgr went. We were friends, he was really cool. Well, at the concert I got pretty wasted and the "truth serum" started working, and I was compelled to tell him I had been stealing. He had to tell the mgr, because they did random lie detector tests about things like that and he didn't want to get canned for not telling, which I understood. So, guess what? I got fired! Dontcha just love that reckless behaviour part? so much fun! Well, seemed like a good idea at the time.........
So, when I finally got my head out of my a** at age 26, I got an education in medicine and did stellar, above and beyond good, as we can do when interested, lol.
So, to answer your question, nothing else besides medicine for me. Only problem was I had to go to school, uggh!
LOL! Girl, you're a trip.
I told my biology teacher I wasn't gonna dissect a pig fetus when I was in jr high, and I took an F for it. I love animals toooooo much! But, like you, I always wanted to dissect a cadaver! Cool! However, um, I didn't dream of it, you're sick!
I knew you could relate to the ahem, "other jobs" we had to endure before getting out of school, lol! Well, at least they were all short lived. I know what you mean about slow stupid lazy people. God! That drove me f****** nuts! Like I needed help!!!!!
Jail, huh? And I thought you were this "semi" good girl, considering. That sounds more like it!
Thanks for your kind words, yet again. Shannon, you are right, the paranoia can be troubling!!!
Sandra, that book has brought me out of a slump I have been in for years. Although I know I need meds and counselling forever, also know that I need hope, and his type of spiritualism brings me that hope and I thrive on it. -Especially when bad days prevail (or seem to). I read your one post, sounds like you could use some hope and support yourself...hang in there!!!
Shannon-You know when you called my case severe I thought "me???!!"No, it is not that bad. Then yesterday the pdoc dx me as bipolar I instead of NOS and told hubby that I have been in the severe-moderate category-huh??!! All the talk of mania, I am thinkin, no hypomania silly! Dude, you/ve got it all wrong! I thought, what the hell is he talking about, it is not that bad. But then I put all of that together and the fact that I am swimming in lith and seroquel and feeling fine made me think-oh crap, I am a little messed up. It was weird to hear pdoc talk about me to hubby with me loooking on. Perspective. I have always been able to work and play no problem, same with school. However, in my job the stress was minimal-when I am in school I am scared a lot of the time and that makes the BP worse, I have only missed 3 days in 5 yrs of study. However, by the time I got home I was a complete psycho and now the relationship is scarred b/c of it. That's actually what took me in to see doc-extreme rage outbursts, not the "fun" mania I had as a teen/early 20's.
Kitty, too bad your classmates are like that. My one class is like going to a reunion-everyone I started first yr with are back in the same classes again, it's kinda fun. Your right about the neg energy, toxic! They have some lessons to learn about life I bet, in the meantime they can fumble around and figure it out (or not!!!) Plus, are they a lot younger? Sometimes it is a maturity thing (and then not!).
Anyhow, I have to go do some readings (first day of school, blah). Take care all!