Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Hopped up on goofballs
I went to the doctor today, which was a good and a bad thing. OK it wasn't totally bad, but I did find out my weight, which I have previously said is bound to be a scary number. I'm only 4 pounds short of my all-time highest weight, which was in the summer of 2006. I am NOT going to gain more weight, and by publishing this on the internetz, I will hold myself accountable.
The good part about my doctor's visit is I got my crazy pills. See, I had stopped them last year when I was wanting to get pregnant because I didn't want a baby with tentacles. That means it has been over a year that I've been an unmedicated bipolar. Believe it or not, I managed my illness reasonably well. This was mostly in part to Mr J, my husband. He held my hand when I was feeling depressed (and there was a lot of depression) and he told me to knock it off when I was edging toward mania.
I got a prescription for Wellbutrin, to help with the depression, and for Topamax, for the mania and to fend off migraines. Yes, I get migraine headaches too, and you're probably wondering why I have so many weird things going on with my health. Let me tell you, all of those hitting me at once is not fun! The good part about Topamax is it can be used off-label for weight loss. The last time I used it I lost about 20-30 lbs in 2 months. It was awesome and I look forward to that side effect again. The bad part is it turns me into a total space cadet. So if I neglect this blog for awhile, it is probably because either I've forgotten it exists or I've forgotten how to form words and type.
PS: The first person who can tell me where I got the title for this post gets a gold star!