I'm having a VERY good day. Last three days were extremely bad. Today I woke with three cups of coffee, saw my T for one and a half hour and had a great session, went to about 8 shops to put together a survival kit for my sister who's starting university in just a couple of days, went to the pharmacist, went to the bike shop, covered the covers of 5 school books with paper (because you hire the books, you do this so they don't damage so easily), gave a cadeau card to my mom for a massage (she's been working 13 hrs a day the whole weekend and I felt she needed to relax), which she was very happy and touched by (partly because I spent about a month's pocket money on it) (I'd ordered the card Saturday, it arrived in the mail today). And I feel great! I have energy, I'm smiling for no reason at all, I just emailed my pdoc and T to let them know I feel great (I see my pdoc tomorrow and my T Thursday but I'm afraid the feeling will be gone by then so I tried to capture it in an email). I feel like when I took too much tramadol with too much caffeine.. well, then I felt a bit more unstable, but now I feel just AWESOME!

So glad you're having a good day!! hope it lasts

wooohooo!

glad you are having a good day.

those are always welcome!

Yaaayyy!!!...

I say enjoy it even if you have to pay the piper at a later date...

I think it helps tremendously when we can do something good for someone else. And you did, it looks like.

According to my mom I was too happy so she contacted a pdoc who said I had to take 20 mg oxazepam. And I also have to go to bad in 9 minutes. Can't they understand that it's too beautiful a day to waste by sleeping?

[TheOriginalMe]

Hope your dreams are good ones and you wake up feeling just as good.

Now I'm feeling bad again.

[TheOriginalMe]

Aww ((((((Breadfish))))))

Originally Posted by Breadfish

According to my mom I was too happy so she contacted a pdoc who said I had to take 20 mg oxazepam. And I also have to go to bad in 9 minutes. Can't they understand that it's too beautiful a day to waste by sleeping?

What!!! Tell them to go jump in a lake! What's wrong with them!

Well, they were afraid I was manic, so I guess it can be excused.

I had my usual pdoc appointment today. I had emailed him yesterday with how great I was feeling because I was afraid it would be gone today and I couldn't capture just how great it was anymore, and he said it was a nice/fun (English doesn't really have a good word for it) email. Basically that it made him happy to read it. He also thought I was euforic, not manic.

And I'm feeling pretty good again. Not even half of yesterday, but certainly a lot better than usual.