My daughter was released from the hospital 5 weeks ago and was making really good progress (diagnosed bipolar II)--back in school, trying to catch up, back into sports. Last night, though, the tires came off: she stated to cycle through mania, anger, and depression very, very quickly. Was out of control. We got her to the hospital around 12 am. The psychiatrist said he'll look over her meds again--she has been on about 700 miligrams of seroquel a day. I know she has been getting better, and I believe this is a set back, but I have faith that the doctor will figure out the right meds and that my daughter is strong enough to come through this. I know she'll never be the girls she was before all this started (she's 15), she'll be different because of these experiences, but I'll love her that way too. She's my little girl and I just want to hug her and take the pain away, but I can't, of course. And even when she's in these manic states, I know she knows that her mother and I love her. I just want her home again. I really miss her.