Friday, March 09, 2018
Here's the "tell-all" blog I need to write today.
Yesterday, I saw my PCM (new main doctor) for the beginning of the Annual Wellness Checkup. Actually, it wasn't a bad experience. The new doctor is female, was friendly, and she accentuated my great feeling of health and weight maintenance. She told me my BMI is now 25 (and declared it perfect), agreed that my HDL Blood cholesterol is very good, and told me to "continue my healthy lifestyle.
However, (there is that word of warning) when I got the "After Visit Summary" I saw red. There it was again...under the "problem list" was Bipolar three times. Why 3 times? I will find out the answer to that. For now, it spurs me on to "come out" as Bipolar to all of you because what I want to share includes that info. Now, I'm not upset that that diagnosis is there...just that it's there so many times. In general, I tell all my friends that I'm Bipolar, and have asked them to help me by telling me if I show any of the signs for either manic or depression.
So, I've recently signed up for swimming lessons through the Parks & Recreation program here. I was thrilled when at the third lesson I was able to float, breathe in the water, and kick with a floatation board much better than I had in the sessions before. When I told my friend that night there was one time that I told her how excited I was...and there was a pause on the line...both of us thought "Is this a manic coming on?" The next day (yesterday) nothing seemed to go well for me. By the time I drove home after the doctor visit, I was SO TIRED. So, I went to bed for a nap. That's unusual for me, and I wondered "am I depressed". So, I'm telling you this to let you all know how it works. Usually, I just live my life, and I'm usually happy and joyful....people are pleased because I'm almost always on the positive side.
That friend and I talked today at her house. We worked through it. (She's a retired nurse and social worker.) As she described it, I like to do things that others consider risky and scary most of time (i.e. learning to swim at 72 or teaching Tai Chi up on a stage) until I overload myself. Then I'm anxious and that can bring on either a manic or a depression. I'm learning to catch the signs myself and re-direct (i.e. exercise or do something for someone else or talk about my concerns or stop the behavior that is causing the anxiety.
Anyway, that's the scenario. Any comments are appreciated. Now I have to go to my Grief Group and talk them. Wonder what I'll say....to be continued.