Medication update: two weeks on a smidge more Lamictal; two days on 100mg Wellbutrin down from 150 (we’re adjusting to see if it reduces panic and anxiety. I have bipolar II). Primary side effect: abject fucking nausea. From both. Could be worse; it’ll pass.
Coincidentally had a primary care checkup for blood pressure/weight/etc this morning. I thought my three-month progress was lackluster, but after I told her that I’d been laid up after hurting my back AGAIN, TWICE like a fool, she thought it was great. I like her.
Light walking as exercise had really, really been helping (back, core, blood pressure, etc). I’ve had trouble sleeping over the month I couldn’t do sustained walking, and it was obviously related. As of this week, I’m finally back to it.
And I’m not even walking any “distance,” I’m power-walking back and forth across a wide but shallow yard. I have to stay near the house for that unexpected moment where I’m like “Oof, there it is, I’m done. Gonna go crawl back up the steps now.”
When my mobility was too limited for that, I would just pace around the kitchen. I still do that some—just to be upright and moving, in hopes of helping my core, maybe my metabolism.
Also my general physical stamina, which is and always has been trash-garbage. I mention all this because—well, it is my personal Twitter, but looking after yourself is important, particularly these days, and I didn’t for far too long.
