@Margy. That would explain the constipation.
Well done and commiserations to the gainers and losers this week thus far. You might want to jiggle that sentence around a bit to suit yourselves.
Have bravely (or foolishly?) been persuaded by certain people to take myself off to the doctors this morning for discussions around my mental health. For a very long time now, since I was a teenager, I have experienced significant mood imbalances, varying from sitting with the pills in front of me ready to take them all suicidal, to super happy mega energised you cant stop me I can take on the world energetic - with ridiculous spending to accompany it. Have a friend who is a GP who has said since he has known me that he thinks I am cyclothymic - which is like a milder version of bipolar disorder - but every time I have been to a GP in the past I have mostly been in the depressive phase of things and so despite me pointing out that these high periods occur, they have largely been ignored and I have been slapped on anti-depressants or referred to CBT therapists.
Having been on a happy upper for most of last year, which has, I suspect, to some degree contributed to the success of my weight loss, I can now feel myself sliding backwards into the pits of the darkness, my sleep pattern has gone all skwiffy and I am spending lots of time wishing I could just go and hide under a blanket and the world would go away and leave me alone. So before I get there properly, good friends have talked me into going to the GP.
I have a morbid fear of going to the GP because this has been going on for years and their responses have been less than useful at times. I feel like a total time waster and am made to feel that way because I have never really been legitimately recognised as having this uppy-downy problem, just periodic depression.
Anyway, I summoned up the best courage I could muster after some stern encouragement and made an appointment this morning.
As usual, I felt like I was wasting the Doctors time and he did little to make me feel any different. He ruled out bipolar, on the basis that I have never bought a porsche (no, seriously), although I did point out to him that there are several reasons I have never bought a Porsche, the first one being that my excessive spending spells in the past caused me to end up having to declare myself bankrupt - and thus getting finance for a Porsche was not really an option, and secondly, I dont actually drive, because I dont think I or other road users would be entirely safe if I did.
Anyhoo, despite this, he has referred me to the psychiatry department. So I might actually get to talk to someone who has half a clue about mental health, for a change. Which is nice.
Hopefully I will see someone from there reasonably soon. I cant afford to slide backwards again. Too many other people rely on me.
and good luck today for your interview honey.
