Wednesday, October 22
Just as I thought I was OK
... I went back to hospital. This time I was manic, which by the way, despite the romanticism and glamour that somehow seems associated with it, is *anything but that*. Just a touch is fine - you get very creative, energetic and can conceive of and see projects through, but anything more and it's horrible. I was in High Care for 7 of the 8 days, doing a few strange things, of which I will spare you the details! I haven't posted for so long as I've simply been too disorganised, completely distracted and have the concentration ability of a fruit fly. I've started I don't know how many works, but two days max and I am onto the next. I've basically been very, very busy and have accomplished nothing in the past month.
{sad face} I don't want this illness!
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I don't blame you for being gatvol! I still don't think stopping and starting projects is a waste of time though. You are learning with everything you do and once the meds are sorted and you are feeling more settled you can always go back to the things that appeal to you.
Karen I'm holding thumbs that things will really improve now. This illness is certainly not for sissies.
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