Bipolar is a witch. Hypo turned ugly and now I'm a crying/panicked/sleepless/laughing mess. My p-doc saw me first thing this morning and switched up my meds. What a rotten trick to feel so awesome and then feel so BAD. I know I sound grumbly. Sorry. I try so hard to keep my posts here upbeat and positive and encouraging even if I feel crummy. But today I am just plain sad and discouraged. I read about people being hypo for weeks and even months. I should be thankful for the five days I got before things turned sour. It was probably the best five days I had all year. But darn it, I wanted more than five days.