Doing Just Fine
It's a long time since I updated this blog, but that's because the going has been good. I was very ill with flu at the start of the year, so I had a day of deep depression, but it soon went.
I'm currently on 350mg of Venlafaxine and 30mg of Aripiprazole daily. It seems to be doing the trick, but I want to change to a different med from the Aripiprazole as you're not allowed to conceive whilst taking it. We tried conceiving for 5 years before I took these meds, but to no avail. My psychiatrist and my GP both want me to have a gastric band to bring my weight down, but the powers that be have refused me twice now. I can't get any infertility treatment until I have a BMI under 30, which I just can't get to with diet and exercise alone. It's a catch-22 situation.
It's a really hard decision to come off the Aripiprazole as I'm doing so well, but I want to at least TRY for a baby. I'm 31 now (32 in September) and I feel like time is ticking away.
On a happier note, I've been stable for around a year now. I thought Christmas may have been a hard time, but I got through it all just fine. In fact, apart from having flu, this year's been fairly good. I even applied for a new job (which I didn't get). There's another job in the pipeline, but I'm not sure whether to apply or not. The hours are 8.45am-4.45pm 3 days a week. The money's pretty good, but it means driving for half an hour each way - not too keen on driving anymore as I've lost my confidence. I don't know. I'll have a think on it.
Money has been really tight recently. It's getting harder and harder to earn a living from my main job. My husband is putting a little pressure on me to take this new job, but I fear it will bring me down. I know we need more money, but my health is more important to me. I do want to take the burden of money worries off of us, but I'm just not confident enough right now. This means I still have to start work at 6am every morning, although I only work till around 12pm, but it's just not sufficient.
Change of topic: Last year I started fostering animals for a local charity. I only take small furries, like hamsters, gerbils, mice and rats, but it makes me happy. I currently have 2 Roborovski hamsters, a Syrian hamster and 2 gerbils up for adoption. They're all lovely, bless them. It's so sad hearing about their backgrounds, but it's nice to know that they'll be loved whilst they're in my care at least.
So, all's good. What more can I say?
I'm currently on 350mg of Venlafaxine and 30mg of Aripiprazole daily. It seems to be doing the trick, but I want to change to a different med from the Aripiprazole as you're not allowed to conceive whilst taking it. We tried conceiving for 5 years before I took these meds, but to no avail. My psychiatrist and my GP both want me to have a gastric band to bring my weight down, but the powers that be have refused me twice now. I can't get any infertility treatment until I have a BMI under 30, which I just can't get to with diet and exercise alone. It's a catch-22 situation.
It's a really hard decision to come off the Aripiprazole as I'm doing so well, but I want to at least TRY for a baby. I'm 31 now (32 in September) and I feel like time is ticking away.
On a happier note, I've been stable for around a year now. I thought Christmas may have been a hard time, but I got through it all just fine. In fact, apart from having flu, this year's been fairly good. I even applied for a new job (which I didn't get). There's another job in the pipeline, but I'm not sure whether to apply or not. The hours are 8.45am-4.45pm 3 days a week. The money's pretty good, but it means driving for half an hour each way - not too keen on driving anymore as I've lost my confidence. I don't know. I'll have a think on it.
Money has been really tight recently. It's getting harder and harder to earn a living from my main job. My husband is putting a little pressure on me to take this new job, but I fear it will bring me down. I know we need more money, but my health is more important to me. I do want to take the burden of money worries off of us, but I'm just not confident enough right now. This means I still have to start work at 6am every morning, although I only work till around 12pm, but it's just not sufficient.
Change of topic: Last year I started fostering animals for a local charity. I only take small furries, like hamsters, gerbils, mice and rats, but it makes me happy. I currently have 2 Roborovski hamsters, a Syrian hamster and 2 gerbils up for adoption. They're all lovely, bless them. It's so sad hearing about their backgrounds, but it's nice to know that they'll be loved whilst they're in my care at least.
So, all's good. What more can I say?
posted by Bipolar Bear at 12:05 pm
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