Yesterday, the police officer who showed up at my house after my PCP called me in as a 'missing person', told me that he remembered me from a visit to my home three months ago. I was totally humiliated because first I didn't remember having an episode three months ago. Second, because I don't want for the local police to have to remember me in that manner.
I have a couple of decades of relative (relative being the operative word) tranquility in dealing with bipolar compared to the past couple of years. I would appreciate any suggestions on how to deal with the anger and resentment that it (mixed episodes) has resurfaced as well as how to deal with the continual doctor and therapy appointments. I am beginning to feel like a 98 year old lady that has to see a doc every day. These co-pays and changes in medications are causing some serious problems for my checkbook.
Thanks
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