So, it all started last night. That is when I noticed the climb up “the ride”.
I went and saw my best friend for a couple of hours last night and had a 32oz coke. Between me soaking up her energy of bebopping around her yard planting flowers, and drinking the coke, I got home last night and was wide awake.
I usually go to bed between 9 and 10, but last night 11:30 rolled around and I forced myself to go to bed. Because I was “up” I took 2 sleeping pills. Those suckers didn’t even phase me. (It’s nights like these that I wish I was still on 600mg of Seroquel) I laid in bed for about a half hour and then my husband came to bed. His head hit the pillow and he was out…. SNORING. So I tried to ignore the snoring, but 2 a.m. rolled around and I couldn’t take it anymore, so I came out to the living room and slept on the couch.
7 a.m. rolled around and BAM! Wide awake. I probably didn’t even need coffee.
I have been on edge all day. Nothing is satisfying me in the way of keeping myself occupied and dealing with the energy and aggitation.
I’ve done dishes… by hand.
and I’m still riding high on hypomania.
I know the other day that I wished some hypomania would come along, I wasn’t expecting it to, as it rarely ever does.
So now here I am. Riding the wave. Fidgety. Annoyed. Tingling with energy.
Today I get to figure out how to get rid of it, or deal with it the best that I can. But I’m really having a hard time with this aggravation.