Author: Kitt O’Malley
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Sh*t Forgot My Meds Last Night
Last night, in the midst of a change in routine, I forgot to take my night-time medication. When I saw that my pill-box still contained last night’s medication this morning, I took a partial night-time dose of divalproex sodium this morning. My current night-time dos is 1000 mg. This morning I took 750 mg; one…
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Exhausted Again
As could be expected, I am exhausted. Have run out of juice. A couple (few?) weeks of hypomania and overstimulation, and now I’m dragging and headachey. Got what I wanted done today. Before I picked up my nephew at the airport late this afternoon, I uploaded a bunch of photos from my iCloud account to…
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Brain Slog Today
Okay, now as the result of overstimulating myself into hypomania and over-work by obsessively and excessively engaging in social media and spreading myself too thin –> I’m totally exhausted, have a headache, and I’m experiencing serious BRAIN SLOG. That’s the only way I can now describe my seeming inability to do what I should be able…
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Pregnancy, Breastfeeding, & Medication
This post is inspired by #medsandmotherhood week at STIGMAMA.COM, most specifically, this article: Pump and Dump, by Walker Karraa, PhD #medsandmotherhood. Before becoming pregnant with my son, I thoroughly surveyed the medical research about antidepressant use in pregnancy and during lactation. Since I had a history of severe depression and suicidal ideation dating back to…
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Women, Stigma, and Mental Illness
Why is it that we as a society seem to accept depression in women more readily than other mental illnesses? We seem to find it acceptable when a woman harms herself, turns her pain, frustration, and anger inward; yet, should she lash out at those making demands of her, such as her children, she is seen as…
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Crap, the Gondola Stopped
Okay, so it only stopped for a very short while, but it felt like forever. Riding the gondola downhill is definitely scarier than going uphill, especially because I had my son and husband as company on the way up. Solo ride down allows for more fear to creep in, especially when the wind picks up…