Getting ready for deployment.....again.

Yesterday I slept.... alot. I have been doing so good,and having enough energy to get my stuff done, and to workout. I went to workout anyway, I could not keep up, but thats ok, I showed up. My husband is getting ready to leave for A-Stan. He will be unleashed in the mountains to go find bad guys. I asked him what he would do to OBL if he found him...."well I'll carry him to camp over my shoulder". I think that was his way of saying he was not going to let him get a free pass to Gitmo...no I mean NYC.

War is a necessary element of human society. Yes I said that. It will no longer be necessary when we are ruled by our King and Savior. Thats my belief. So for now, I will wait, and worry like all the other military wives have done throughout the ages. I will try to keep myself busy, but not too busy. I will pray for strength, and hope my illness will not cripple me with depression, or go off and make dumb decisions due to manic behavior.

For now,
I wait.

Riding the high

If I had a surfboard, Id be through the tunnel and out the other side.
Yep, feeling pretty good. Went to the gym twice this week, it would have been three had it not been for the idea of going to the gym at night with who knows who hanging out there. I try to make my visits during the daytime. Im very content and peaceful with my kids, I miss my hubby, Im enjoying my mother...!!!???!!! overall i feel clear headed and properly motivated. But this is the critical moment in my recovery, if you can call it that, all good things will come to an end. I can expect it, it will come, a downturn. THe flipside is also true, all depressions lift in time. Like the wind rustling through leaves skidding on a street, my illness continues to take on new dimensions to an old theme. Up and down and back and forth, round and round I go.

Exercise....wow

I used to be an athlete. A long time ago. I am forty now, I weigh close to 145 lbs and have a 34 inch waist. Exercise is the very last thing that I have wanted. I would have preferred death to this discomfort and effort that is required to exercise. As my body slowed down mentally and physically to depression, the more I would spend my days napping and going to bed as early as I could, staying in bed as long as possible. That was my last five years. For the last six months I have had a growing ache to start to move again. I have been contemplating much,, trying to diet, on and off again, I just got done doing a work out video with my children. I had a really good time. The only thing I can think of is feeling bad about all the food I have been eating. I wish I had my flat waistline back. I am willing to work for it...........today

sorry so long...

I cannot believe that it has been so long since my last post. So much has happened. so many med changes, so much usefulness, and productivity has happened to me.
First of all I am soo grateful to my family and friends for all their love and support.

First of all, I have changed my dosages of lithium. I am up to 900 mgs of Lithium , and full therapeutic dose. My abilify is down to 12.5. which has proved to be optimal for me. I tried to go off the lamictal, with a sheer dister pending, I quickly went back up, to avoid a full blown episode of depression. Overall I am not cured. I still go back and forth of with low brain activity to hyperactivity of the brain. The swings are not as extreme, or symptoms as severe.
I function in a mild hypomanic state, which for the most part I enjoy. However, if I am not careful, I can get irritable very quickly if I do not watch my stress management.

I am adding more things to my treatment and therapy, which are including yoga, exercise, weight and nutrition goals, and stress management. I am also dedicating my new found time to reclaim myself after 12.5 years of constant parenting. I have time during the schoolday now, to relax and keep the focus on myself. That means watching my behaviors, noting how I feel, asking contemplative questions, and praying. There is more but that is the jist of it. I have been soo busy with activity that I have lost my serenity. I will also be cutting down on the amount of activites that I participate in outside my family home. I still will tutor and volunteer at school.

Lastly, I have made some minor changes to the home in which I live, This includes carpet and wall colors. I have noticed my mood when it comes to colors, and I have repsonded favorabley to these subtle changes.

I will sign off with one last note, depression and mania are brain conditions, of too low and too high activity. They are not signs of weakness, or poor character. That's all.

Stepping down on abilify

Going from 20mgs to 15 mgs, and I think I am noticing a difference. I thought this was going to be a good thing , but now I am not so sure. I am more irritable, and more unmotivated again and on the verge of weepy sadness. I am going to have to have a talk with the Doc. Ill probably have to go back to 20 mgs.

Other than that, all is going well. Had a pretty good week, other than stepping on the Hubs toes once. I had a "critical spirit" which in alanon it could be referred to as a slip. Things do not look to pretty around here when that happens because my Hub does not take too kindly to those slips. Thank God I have not been reacting anymore to his reacting. Wow, its all a bunch of reaction. anyway, smiles...rolls off me back. Now I know what my brother Vinny is talking about. You can say anything you want to me and I will almost smile or nearly laugh.
Its a good place to be spiritually speaking. Keep it comin!!!!If this only made sense to my brother then I am sorry everyone.

Love to all!!

Inferiority Complex

Taken from The Soul of Sponsorship, Bill Wilson writes...."In that early period I had to be an athlete because I was not an athlete. I had to be a musician because I could not carry a tune. I had to be the president of my class in boarding school. I had to be the first in everything because in my perverse heart I felt myself the least of God's creatures. I could not accept this deep sense of inferiority, and so I did become the captain of the baseball team, and I did learn to play the fiddle well enough to lead the high school orchestra, even though it was a terribley bad band. I was the leader and lead I must- or else. So it went. All or nothing. I must be number one."..........................wow can I relate to that. I am sure all my family and friends who know me as an over achiever knows this about me.

I learned something about myself tonight and my current communication problem that I have been having. When I freeze up, its usually because it is about my ego and my inferiority rearing its ugly head. Because I have felt that way from little on, my way of compensating is usually to try to get superior on your ass. even if im just thinking it!! I want to outhink, outsmart, and outmanuever all my friends which is all pure ego!!!!!!!!!! Its funny now that I look at it.
Because the moment I recognize it, my God can fix it for me and free up the wheels in my head so that I can open up my mouth and have something useful to say for another human being that does not have anything to do with satisfying Renaes ego.

Update on condition

For the most part doing pretty well. I am up to 300 mg of lithium and pDoc (giggle) is aiming for a target dosage of 600 mg. I have not noticed any huge difference between 150 mg and 300 mg. I have noticed a seeming slipping state on my mental capacity for communication. With an exception of a few people, I have little or nothing to say. I mean nothing comes to my mind, its like a blank slate. Its extremely frustrating. Its like I explained to my Doctor, if I learn something, I have to relearn it again the very next day. Especially all the things I learned before the meds... forget it... I cannot remember. Its like theres nothing there. But then it can get switched on with humor, or if I feel really safe with the person. I still have an inner monologue...
most of the time, but when it comes to talking to people it just freezes up, and goes blank.
I hope that does not mean I have alzheimers or anything like that to look forward to in the future. My closest friends when I go around the room cannot remember all their names immediately, but then it comes after moments of strain.

The good stuff is.... is that I am able to feel happiness and pleasure. Which is a really good thing.
I am starting to look forward to a few things. Which I have not done in a very very long time.

I am going to start writing more often.