Recovering from a nasty episode of mania. I've never been hospitalized for bipolar disorder, but I probably should have gone on this one. I was in pretty bad shape.
For me, as I've written before, the criteria for true mania (as opposed to hypomania) is psychosis, or loss of touch with reality. I know the perceptions of the word "psychosis", it has very negative connotations. And "loss of touch with reality" sounds so scary. It's not the Hollywood perception of an escaped criminal, and it's not wandering the streets in a bathrobe. The escalation into mania is subtly, but unmistakably, signaled. It's not recognizable when you're in it, that's the psychosis.
This mania started back in December. Looking at my mood charts I showed as a slight escalation over "baseline". One step over normal. I would venture into the next step on my mood chart for a day or two, then slide back to the moderate escalation level. This went on for a couple of months, gradually. Gradual enough that I didn't notice the longer term differences. Even though I was sliding in and out of true mania over the last couple weeks (easy to see looking back), last weekend I broke through a ceiling into territory I'd not previously entered. At one point I told my wife "something's seriously wrong here". It was that statement that made all the difference.
Back to the psychosis mentioned earlier. Over the weekend I started researching my "symptoms". If you've ever researced symptoms on the internet you'll come away thinking you have AIDS, or MS, or any number of initialed diseases. Everything but the one you have. In my case, I'd finally settled on hyperthyroidism. I'm not saying it's not possible I have it, the symptoms are partially right. But bipolar disorder wasn't even on the radar screen. In fact, I DIDN'T have bipolar disorder. The doc was wrong, and the meds were probably making me sick. I was planning my withdrawal from my medication, starting Sunday night. My wife made me promise to talk to the doctor first. I didn't want to, he was the cause of my problems, not a solution. But I agreed to call him Monday.
Monday comes, after another night with less than 4 hours of sleep. Over the last several weeks I'd been averaging probably 30 hours of sleep a week. Most nights maybe 4 hours, then one or two nights a week with more. I called the doc, I wanted him to order a blood test to confirm my internet diagnosis of hyperthyroidism. No? Well then, lower my Lithium dosage, as this problem started when I started taking Lithium. What's that? You prescibed Lithium to handle the escalating mood? Say what? INCREASE the Lithium dosage as it's not working well enough? Classic mania you say? And you also want me to start taking Seroquel again? I can't do that! Flippin' doctor!




Dear G.J. I am sorry to hear about your manic episode. I have had about 5 major manic episodes in my 23 years of being bipolar. For some reason I remember everything when I have had them. My doctor said that it might have been better if I didn't. The worst one was when I sat in front of the tv watching the movie Don't Tell Mom the Babysitters Dead. I watched it over and over. I even saw my family in the movie. I sat in the chair all weekend in my pajamas. It was my daughters'10 birthday and my husband had to take 9 kids to the pool for her party by himself. While they were at the party I called the police because my neighbor came over and borrowed my husbands ladder I thought he was stealing it. The house behind us was empty and I was sure that their were people in there watching me because I was involved in a lawsuit. By the time my husband got home from the party he realized how bad I was an d called my doctor. She said to bring me to the hospital. He called an ambulance because he was afraid I would jump out of the car. When an ambulance comes to your house the police come too. I didn't like the looks of one of the policeman so I started swearing at him to get out of my house. This was in the middle of the afternoon so of course all the neighbors came out to see what was going on. Thank God I had wonderful neighbors and they were very understanding about my illness. I was embaressed the next time I saw that police officer. Anyways I understand about mania. I had a vagus nerve implant in 2005 for depression and have not had a manic episodesince then. The implant is for depression so I still worry that I might have another one but so far so good.
Sue,
Thanks for sharing that. Thanks also for sharing your experience with the Vagus implant. Others may find that information very helpful in the future.