Everywhere I turn, I read more about the link between mental and physical health. I just finished editing a news story here about how bipolar people (<---waves at self) have the same risk as smokers of early death from heart disease, diabetes, etc.

I am already in one of "those" moods where I don't want to take my meds, because I just don't give a rat's patootie. I've taken them for years and they've done diddly-squat. Not only is there no "cure," there is less and less "remission" for me in between episodes. If I'm just going to kick prior to reaching a ripe old anyway, why should I continue taking the stupid things?

It's not just the MH meds, either -- I'm ticked about having to take diabetes and high blood pressure meds, and of course the d*mn blood thinner, and frankly, at this point, I'm going to be p*ssed about having to take a Tylenol. I am sicksicksick of it, ALL of it. How is it that my mother will turn 80 in April and is healthy as a horse and *I* got stuck with all this crap?

(Why yes, my moods *have* been rather roller-coaster-y lately. So I'm going to go have my 3rd nice cry of the day and hope tomorrow is better. In the meantime, if anyone has any answers for me, would you share them, please?)

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