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Aug 09, 2022, 02:50 PM
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Member Since: Jul 2019
Location: Downtown Vibes, California
Posts: 15,701
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I awoke (after a decent sleep) thinking more clearly. I'm not going to drive out to the blood lab today. It's ridiculous to have to scrape together dimes and pennies so I can buy 3/4 of a gallon of gas to go out to that lab. I took the full 300mg of Lamictal last night and so far, my mind feels much quieter. I've been reading about all the possible side-effects of lithium and frankly, the list is scary. Even a hand tremor is a big problem for me, a problem I've battled with in the past and finally got rid of.
I understand the danger of lithium toxicity. That said, since I'm not feeling any effects at all from the current lithium dosage it stands to logic that I'm nowhere near a toxic level. I think my prescriber could have increased the dose to 900mg/day (instead of 600) then sent me for blood work on Monday. I believe an experienced clinician would have been confident in doing that.
So instead, I'm going to give the 300mg Lamictal a try for a week and see how I'm feeling. I have an appt. with med dude next Wednesday. Again, I'll see if I'm feeling more stable and by Thursday decide if I want to continue seeing Stephen, or if I decide to make an appointment somewhere else.
In addition to all that, I'm trying to decide whether or not to keep my Thursday appointment with Mary. Once again, I was so aggravated with her yesterday, with her sloppy inconsistency. I've told her, discussed it with her, repeatedly and she just does not get it. She'll say she does, she'll be supportive - and then do the same thing a few days later.
Anyway, my primary focus for today is Sidney's vet appointment this afternoon. I'm hoping that her vet has some worthwhile input, as far as Sid's insulin dosing goes. Thankfully, the woman is well-experienced and consistent. I wish she was my doctor. 
I feel so bad about you @Jennifer 1967. Your poor mom. My God. I don't know what to tell you except that you can and will ride this out. Grief is absolutely miserable and, as I've probably said before, the loss of a sibling seems to cause a very specific kind of despondency. My sister will have been gone 4 years ago in October and every day I have so many things to tell her. I have a sense of terrible sadness, but almost more of frustration that is different than other types of loss.
Well, I'm off to skate...the best medicine and best therapy of all.
Love all around and...
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