And once again...

Discharge day.
I feel a lot more prepared for that big, scary outside world than I did last time I got out of hospital.
I went through a few more weeks of hellish moods and zero energy, I had my medication upped and tinkered with and then I finally turned a corner.
I swear it's the lithium. It's my wonder drug. A blood test revealed that my lithium levels were low so my daily dose was increased and almost instantly I perked up.
For good measure I'm also taking lamotrigine, lexapro, cymbalta, seroquel and zyprexa. Phew! If you shake me I rattle like a pill bottle. True story.
I'm going to keep up the blogging to chart my mood and force myself to write cohesively (hopefully) once a day. I might also transcribe some of my scribblings from my hospital stay. But for now I unpack and look optimistically towards the next few days.