Hands and Bagels

My hands are playing up - itching like hell, and so is my chin.  So it's back to the Steamcream, which makes them slightly easier, but doesn't stop the itching.  Roll on the day I can reduce my quetiapine.  Had my bagel, but I think I might have another, this time with smoked salmon that was delivered yesterday.

I ended up having a smoked chicken breast sandwich, which really hit the spot as I love smoked food.  An odd time of day to have it - 1100 - but I've been up since 0500 so it's lunch, really.  I'm feeling slightly buzzy from lack of sleep, so I must keep an eye on myself to make sure I don't bounce too high.  If I start, I'll reduce my venlafaxine and give my credit cards to Kate, just in case.  That's all very well, of course, but I'll still be able to use Amazon and eBay.  Having been so low, it's tempting to allow oneself a little bit of a high just to enjoy the feeling.  Hypomania is wonderful - the ease of communication and the thrill of the moment, so different from the blank waste that is depression.

Just off to watch the news and see if mental health is still the top story.