Today when I was on my way to the dentist, walking past a small shopping mal, there were a lot of police officers (which in itself were amazing since the police/citizen ratio is very small in my country) and the streets were closed of.
Apparently someone had called in a bomb threat. Later (of course) there was no bomb... No surprise there, since it seems that Swedes seldom follow thru with their threats. As far as I can remember, and I'm soon to be 30, I've heard of about five real bombs(it's probably some more but not many), and I can't remember if any of them really went of in the end.

Anyway, at the dentists I got the bad news that I have to PULL 3 of my wisdom teeth's, fix one cavity and cap/crown another tooth. Ow... I guess I have to cut down on the Christmas shopping. It's probably due to my medication which cause mouth dryness, and I have a higher bacteria count in my saliva than average people, but still...

Update one my brother-in-law: He's fine now, the heart muscles are as good as new and his Crohn's is under control. And my nephew, 7 months old is a sweetheart... He's so cute and he can raise one eyebrow and give a really flirty smile. I guess he will have girls (or boys, you never know..) running after him when he's older. Or maybe he's already caught someone's eye in his baby swimming class.

I'll upload some new pictures another day.

When I was surfing randomly, I found this gem.

I laughed until I chocked. This guy's site is definitely on my favorites list.

This was the first link I found on his my space page. Just check it out and you'll understand why I had to keep reading the others. Here he is bashing, "thanks for adding" mail etc.

http://www.kylebrandt.sunrise-promotions.com/?page_id=182


And the others... (and if this is your cup of tea, there's a lot more on his site)

Personal add
http://www.kylebrandt.sunrise-promotions.com/?p=59

Hate list
http://www.kylebrandt.sunrise-promotions.com/?cat=4

My brother-in-law had an reaction to a medication he took for his Ulcerative Colitis. Stupid as he is (to stubborn, refuses taking symptoms seriously, don't want to be a sissy and waited 18 months!!! before he got help for his colitis), he waited several days with aches and pain, shortness of breath, chest pains, fever and what-not, to call the hospital. (all symptoms that he where supposed to contact his doctor if they occurred)

They decided he needed an ambulance, which he thought was embarrassing, because "he wasn't that ill".

At last when the doctors worked him up, they diagnosed him with a severe reaction to this drug (he had all the side-effects listed and the list is looong) which is very very rare. His heart was effected and he has an inflammation in the heart muscle, some spots on his lungs and are on a liquid diet... He has to spend several weeks in the hospital, are only aloud short walks with company and can't take any meds for his colitis until he has done his stress test in about a month.

And my sister was the one who got her head bitten off every time she suggested/told him that he should at least call the hospital...
Now she's home alone with a 3,5 month baby (and a 39 year old baby in the hospital)

Lesson learned: Go see the doctor as soon as possible or (almost) die refusing...

When I watched a couple of episodes of "The Pretender" the other day (one of my all time favorite shows) I started to think.

Which TV-series that was canceled do you miss the most and why?

Obviously one of mine is "The Pretender" (with the evil Mr Lyle), which was canceled without a proper ending and despite good viewer numbers...

Never mind just choosing ONE show I was tired and of course you can name all you favorites!!!

1. My medical insurance claim came trough and I'm starting to have an income again.

2. The University said they will help me taking up my medicine studies again!
They'll provide me with a mentor who'll aid me in planing my studies and a person who will help me with taking notes in my classes.
For the entire first semester!!!

Sometimes it's good to be bipolar... In Sweden it's considered a disability and the Unis have to provide help. In my case they must help me getting started again and then I have to cope by myself.

3. And last but not least... I was at the dentists office and everything was OK!

*running around the house doing flips*

My older sister has recently given birth to a baby boy!!!
And they named him Linus... The name is otherwise beautiful but it's a good thing they don't watch Lost.

Proud Aunt



Happy


Should be sleeping


Cheering for Sweden in the Euro2008 Football Championship

I don't know if my change in medication has made me have real feelings again, but I can't seem to avoid starting crying when I read some stories with just a hint of angst/sorrow. And we shouldn't even mention what I'm like when I come across a real sob story...

Or I'll be laughing my head of and almost hyperventilate when something funny comes up...

Or I'll be smiling so big that my checks hurt when the story has an happy ending...

I guess I have a couple of years worth of feelings to catch up on and that's not a bad thing!

What do you do when you can't sleep just because you don't want to...
I know I need to sleep, I've been up for 24 hours, but I'm hardly tired. I know it's my hypo mania... but knowing and doing what you should do, are two different things.

Even the cats glares at me. They can't get their beauty sleep with me running around...

Thinking that I need to take my knockout meds, but I really don't want to!!!
I guess I have to "go against the feeling" as I learned in cognitive behavioral therapy...

*sigh*

Amaretto

I've only been outside my front door three times this week.
I've hit a new bottom in my depression and add a little anxiety and social phobia to that and this is the result.
This weekend will be spent to pep myself to go to the doctor on monday and change my meds... Efexor is clearly not working and I think it has caused some manic episodes... I think I must accept the fact that I'm clearly Bipolar (not officially diagnosed yet) and tell my doctor the whole truth about the stupid, irresponsible and dangerous things I've done on during my mania...

I just need to be able to leave my apartment first....

I saw it and had to take it.... and House? Yes!!!

I saw my new doctor today and he suspects that I might be bipolar II... with mostly severe depressed episodes and hardly noticeable hypo-manic ones... (I know I've had one episode that could qualify as an (very mild) hypo-manic one)

That could be the reason as to why my meds don't seem to work as well as expected. Because bipolar depression needs mood stabilizing meds as well as anti-depressants.

I really hope he's wrong because I don't want to start taking lithium or some kind of neurolepticas... But I will if there's nothing else to do.

I suppose they won't make me feel like I'm sacrificing my "highs" since the "highs" aren't any good anyway... and the "lows" are really really destroying my hope and will to live...

Haven't slept in almost 48 hours now... and not for lack of trying. Insomnia sucks.... especially when you already were feeling like crap because of an depression. Have had these insomnia problems for two months now...

Zombie=ME, but as we say in Sweden, "it's a cheap way to get drunk!"

But today I finally went and saw a doctor and now I'm going to get some counseling along with my anti-depressants. Only took them four years after diagnosing my depression to realize that just antidepressants wasn't doing the trick.
Hmmm... Doctors are idiots...

And I want to be one, hows that for irony?