Well my mania seems to be ratcheting up another notch. I find it so hard to believe that I'm going to have to deal with this every three months for the rest of my life. It's like you can't even make a plan because this happens. My last three trips to Montana are just a haze and this is after I got off of the Klonopin and narcotics for my back surgeries. I know I'm really getting sick because I'm actually cleaning my house, something I normally think you only do when you're getting ready to move. I really appreciate this site!