Yesterday I had ECT a few days earlier than the planned two weeks’ spread. I was a work-in appointment, so of course I went last and didn’t have breakfast until 3:45pm. Oh well??
I was experiencing fear and paranoia about the dark, about people jumping out at me, and even about my cat attacking me. I didn’t feel like I was managing very well. And I started having more suicidal thoughts too. Ugh. The doctors and I wondered how much was the psychotropic med I had injected on Friday. My mom remembers my having a problem after the shot last month. Hmmm…
Today, after yesterday’s ECT, I feel like I’m coping and managing better, though these fears are still present, just not so dominant. I’m feeling more myself again.
Gotta love bipolar, huh?