MMF (More Manic Fissures)

This, of course, would be the phase which finds me with a parade of med peddlers on my tail, each with the correct-est list on the block. My manic phases are as subtle as a peacock in heat. I often wonder if THEY have analyzed the chemical collective of their respective lists.
For the first decade or two of my therapy, this is the phase where I was most likely to ask for drugs. I mostly prefer pharmaceutical drugs for emergency treatment. Never got far in my chemistry classes, but my logical self education trusts sanitary precision for triage. As much as I can get. But I still treat it like triage. I am in full episode and need to calm the fissures until it passes. Today is not a good day to commit to anything life-long. Please do not ask me to pledge my faith to your preferred medication therapy today...
Still... I could wish for a crutch to lean on until I can stand on my own again. Feeling kinda broken...
sigh
this, too, shall pass?