As you know, yesterday was Therapy Thursday. I had three appointments:
1) One with the psychiatrist. We are changing my medications slightly and adding another drug.
I told him about needing his approval to go on a Weight Loss Clinic appetite suppressant. I was embarrassed to ask him. I sensed he would not approve. I was right. He said something like that could trigger a bipolar episode. However, he did say he would prescribe me something that had the effect of giving me more energy and suppressing my appetite. I am very optimistic about something that will have that effect. I’ll start it when I return from my trip. Understandably, we don’t want to switch anything while I am away from home. He told me during my travels to get plenty of rest and try to get some physical activity, which I assured him I would.
2) Then, I picked up all my medications that would get me through the trip.
3) Lastly, I met with the clinician. We talked and talked. It doesn’t always have to be related to my mental health. We talked about where I could locally purchase big girl clothes. We talked about a local resort. We talked about traveling. She agreed the trip was a good thing too. Anything that gives me an enthusiasm for life. She just stated that if I get worn down, I need to speak up immediately and take a break. If I let it go too far, I’ll get impatient and cranky, which leads to all sort of mental unpleasantness.
In between my appointments, I did a little shopping for trip supplies.
I went to Walmart to stock up on the not so fun items like camera batteries, a SIM card and a suitcase scale. But, I was excited to pick out my travel journal and pens. Then, I went to my favorite clothing store in town and picked out another cute outfit.
My mom assures me I have enough clothes now. Waka Waka.