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The Tendrils Return...

11/10/2014

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I should have realised that when I have a virus, my mood does something.  It also does something when I give up smoking.  Well, dears, I'm back down the mineshaft, with the tendrils of depression wrapping themselves around me once more.  When I recovered from the virus, I realised that I was having terrible trouble getting to sleep, then dozing in the armchair during the day.  And feeling very odd.  It came to me in a flash - it's mood, not virus.  Once I realised that, I put my drugs up - 200mg quetiapine and 300mg venlafaxine.  I've left the Abilify on 20mg - regular followers will know that I'm gradually reducing it.  And lorazepam for the agitation.

The increase hasn't worked.  I have now called the Home Treatment team, and they came to visit me today, which was reassuring, and made me feel a bit safer.  We have a short term plan - take lorazepam at night as well as the quetiapine - and it was an abject failure this evening.  My bed is comfortable, I'm very tired (but not sleepy), the bedroom is dark; but I ruminate and my brain won't stop working.  So here I am once more.

I'm having a massive clear out of my house - or at least I was until this struck.  There are two enormous boxes to go to charity and a pile of kitchen equipment that is waiting for a large box.  I have got a large box, but it's full of wine at the moment, so I've ordered a big wine rack to go in the third bedroom - it is ridiculous how much booze I have in this house, considering that I don't drink.  Anyway, the kitchen is nearly done.

My heart sinks when I think about time.  I can't bear to look ahead as it's too frightening - I can manage hour to hour.  Six weeks since I had a proper ciggy - the e fags are taking a battering.

Well - back to bed?  I'll give it a try.




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    I spent 16 years in the RAF defending the Free World , then got bunged out unceremoniously for being bipolar.  I and was subsequently diagnosed with PTSD.   Funny old world, isn't it?

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