Monthly Archives: July 2013

My New Job & Other Developments

So I’m feeling a little better from the events that took place last week. (See last week’s post here.) The punctures are healing and my back doesn’t hurt so much. It’s still sore, and I am still babying it, but I can move around for the most part. So I’m looking forward to getting back to work tomorrow.

 

I am working as a long-term temp, with possible permanency at some point, at JP Morgan Chase as a data entry specialist for USCIS. Unfortunately, I can’t tell you any more about my job than that, as it’s confidential. But I’m enjoying it and it is nice having some income to help pay the bills since Quay’s internship this summer is unpaid. He still gets his GI Bill money each month but since his internship class is considered distance education, his GI Bill money is less. Which sucks majorly.

 

Anyway!

 

We are also in the process of getting a new fence put up. Our old one was four different kind of panels, most of them falling down or in the process of falling down, and none of it could hold the dogs in even if it tried. So we’ve had all the posts and panels for over a month now and it’s just been sitting in the yard with a pallet of cement. Today my husband’s step-dad came over and helped him get the front of the fence on the side yard up (minus the gate) and then start going down the edge of the yard, taking down the fence between the neighbor’s yard and ours as they put up the new panels in their place. I will put up pictures when the new fence is all the way up!

 

But since I was so involved in telling you about my ER experience last time, I didn’t really get to tell you about how I’m coping with my Bipolar. Actually, I’m coping quite well. My doc hasn’t had to make any changes to my meds in close to a year now. My mania has been under control – in fact, I haven’t experienced any mania in months. And my depression has been nearly non-existent since I changed my birth control method. (Who knew birth control pills could cause depression? Clearly not me!) So I’m doing good. I am thinking about joining a peer-support group soon so that I can help others who are in a bad place. What do you think?

 

So today, while the men worked, I pretty much just supervised or worked on homework, except when I was cooking for them (ribs and potatoes). Now Quay and I are watching the Red Sox game and I am relaxing the evening away until it’s time to go to bed. Go Red Sox!

 

Something I’m Proud Of: Getting my homework done today!

 

Three Things I’m Grateful For:

  • My father-in-law’s help in getting our new fence put up
  • The day off to relax, BBQ, do my homework, and sit in the A/C
  • My doggies, who love me unconditionally

Wow, I haven’t blogged in forever!

I can’t believe I haven’t blogged since September! So much has happened since then but right now I’m going through some physical health issues that kind of trump any Bipolar ones I might have gone through in the last 9 months.

In 2011 I had a pressure headache from hell and had a few seizures. Finally, after a few trips to the ER, they did a spinal tap and realized I had an opening pressure of 35, which is WAY more than the 17 it’s supposed to be less than. After 5 days in the hospital, and a couple more spinal taps, they blamed this pressure on the lithium I was on for my Bipolar and told me to stop taking it.

Fast forward to July 15, 2013 and I have that same pressure headache again. I go to the ER and the same doctor who did the first spinal tap in 2011 sees me. They do a CT scan and blood work to check for the usual things but then it’s time to look at things that I’ve had in the past (like high spinal pressure). They suggest a spinal tap.

The spinal tap takes for. ev. er. They try multiple times to get the puncture and the doctor even has to go get another doctor from a different department to try it. At some point, they hit a nerve and I practically jump off the table when a shooting pain goes down my left leg. Finally, they get it and it’s at 20, which is still higher than 17. So they drain off some extra fluid to release some pressure and give me a bandaid. To get rid of the rest of the headache they give me some Torodol and something for nauseousness. Then I was on my way home.

The next day my back hurt so much I could barely get out of bed, and the next day was no better so I called my primary care doctor and made an appointment for today. She looked at my back and counted EIGHT puncture holes there. There was also some adhesive in them from the bandaid so she cleaned it out. She gave me some pain pills to get me through the next few days and a doctor’s note for the entire week so I don’t have to go back to work until Monday. Hopefully I feel better by then, but I’m pretty sure I will.

 

Something I’m Proud Of: Seeing the doctor when I needed to instead of running away from it.

 

Three Things I’m Grateful For:

  • Having a Job
  • My Husband’s Support Through this Physical Illness
  • My Employment Support Specialist’s Help Through This