long story short - I've been feeling unwell for several months. Looking at my mood charts I realised that things had been gradually getting worse year on year - several months of depression in the spring, several moths of agitation / nasty hypomania in the later summer / autumn.
So getting fed up with treating myself with seroquel prn I arranged to see my psychiatrist, first time in years.
I made notes - basically a script that I read - and somehow he missed some of the most important aspects, gave me a treatment for anxiety (pregablin) and sent me on my way. He then sent a letter to my doctor with alot of errors, suggesting I reduce my seroquel and a bunch of stuff that is totally irrelevent.
So I emailed him and suddenly he realises he missed the main point, says it's clear my meds aren't controlling my bipolar (ie it wasn't anxiety on top of the bipolar, it was really the bipolar, which I already knew). Suggests upping my meds, adding lithium (which I don't want to do, been there, done that)
He's copied the email to my GP. I've replied and I think we now have a plan but I don't think that's been copied to her. God knows what she's going make of it. I see her on Thursday.
I had sufficient of my main med, lamotrigine, to increase the dosage by a small amount. Weirdly I'm going through the side effects I went through when I first took it, plus a few extras. I don't remember having these problems when I upped my meds by a similar amount 3 years ago and proportionally this is a smaller increase.
oh well, all part of the fun of being bipolar.
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