Ok, so its happened again. I guess I forgot a few doses. I was so busy helping my sister with her move to NY. (we made up. yay!) Anyway, the day after her flight I was like 'oops'. I started taking my pills again but I guess it was too late. I started to notice things. Like I couldnt stay off the computer. I didnt want to sleep. The major one was the spending. I'm not supposed to spend any money online. Its been an issue with us before so we agreed on this rule. I've been sticking to it very well for months but all of a sudden there I was buying stupid things. (One good note though: In the past I've always attempted or thought seriously about suicide. I dont know why my mind always goes in that direction when I'm manic but it does. Anyways, after a couple of days I told my husband he should lock up all the pills again because I thought I might be manic. So he did. He only left me with 3 days worth of my meds.) That night I was very stupid once again. I for some strange reason thought I would be all passed the manic if I took extra medication. So, that night I took 1 exra Lamictal and 1 extra Seroquel. Omg. That was a huge mistake. The next day I was so dizzy I couldnt even walk. And I ended up sleeping 18 hours straight. When I woke up my husband went out to get us some food. When he got back he rang the doorbell. I guess his hands were full. So I went to answer the door but I was still a little dizzy. I fell down and hit my head on the side of the end table. But dont worry, I got right back up and aswered the door. I told him I fell. He ignored me and started to eat. I was annoyed and asked if he even cared that I fell. I mean he didnt even ask if I was ok. He got mad and said "you're the dumbass that fell". I ,ofcourse, started to cry(geeze, I'm annoying when I'm manic!). I was going to storm out and go lay down but instead I fell down again and spilled the soda.My way too nice husband cleaned the mess and helped me to the bed. He even apolagized. Omg, I so do not deserve him. We watched tv a little then went to bed. He woke up early and went to work. I overslept and immediately went to the computer and spent more money. By the time my husband came home I was full of guilt. I confessed all the spending. I spent a little over $250 in my online spending. He got very upset. He screamed and yelled and punched a hole in the wall. This all shows how upset he was because Bry is not the type that raises his voice. A little bit later when we were both calm we hugged and he said it was ok, that it wasnt a lot of money. To me, that was a lot of money. But I wasnt going to object. The next day(which was yesterday) everthing was much better. I didnt feel an urge to shop (ofcouse it helped that Bry took my card). I had an apt with my primary doc. My thyroid test was a lot better. But now he wants me lose 10lbs by my next apt. Omg! I'm really scared. I hope I can do it. I'm feeling back to normal now. I just want to focus on my weight now. I'm going to make more use of my gym membership. And my husband just lost 30lbs. He wants me to go on the 3 hour diet. To me its kinda weird to be eating so much but I guess I'll give it a try.