Because it’s Fair time I’ve been in a crafty mood. Which has also put me in pain. I didn’t know you could be out of shape for arts and crafts but my body is screaming in pain from just sitting on the floor and glueing. Didn’t help that I keep getting the hot glue on my fingers and at one point I dropped the glue gun on my bare foot. I need a safer hobby.
On our way home yesterday we passed another fire most likely started by lightning. In Utah alone we have 18 wildfires – 11 have been in my neck of the woods in the past few weeks. The west is ablaze and in trouble. California now has its largest consuming fire to date.
When ever my bipolar symptoms switch rapidly so does my body temperature. I will feel like I’m burning up one moment then will start freezing the next from all the sweat. I can’t regulate my body well- putting a blanket over me or stripping off items only speeds up the cycles. I really wish there was a way to get in my brain and find out just what chemicals are causing this.
Side note- eating starts a heat up but am I eating because I’m cold or hungry? Either way the weight is not coming off.
Dirk and I were talking about the available medications compared to when I was first diagnosed. My choices were limited to five for the first few years. Now I can find a list of over fifty. That’s a big growth in the last twenty years- but is it really?
The human brain could still be considered a “last frontier” for understanding DNA chemistry – someday when we have a better way of learning each individuals chemical makeup can we create medicine that is beneficial. Unlike now where they are baiting Doctors to test their latest pill to see how many fish they can hook.
So I wake up at 3am because I’m drenched in sweat and I’ve been tossing and turning from the uncomfortably heat. Come to find out Hickory is laying on the vent again!
Me: Get off the air!
Dirk: You’re not a DJ!
I was describing my bipolar affects to my father-in-law and how it effects my physical wellbeing.
Me: You know how you hear about the ones that totally loose it and take it out on others- that’s not me. I barely have the strength to get out of bed. You’re safe around me.
(Side note: I’m usually between a 5 or 8 during my lows and my health just falls apart- like old injuries start acting up; aka rib, strange cough, allergies.)
A brief conversation with my oldest daughter