Living Bipolar – It HAS To Be The Lithium!

I weighed myself. I forgot that I wasn’t going to do that anymore. 199 point whatever…

OH MY GOD! What is going on? I was leveled off at 174. My low back hurt today after doing the dishes. I was breathing pretty heavy and ineffectively after walking to the bus stop and back. 

My breathing is a bit more normal now. I am tired. My mood is low and negative. Not horribly so. If we had people here right now, I could hang for awhile. I would not be going anywhere though. 

I have not officially brushed my hair. I threw it up in a pony tail with my fingers vs. a comb this morning. It’s still the same doo as of 3:10pm.  I have no make-up, but I have washed my face. I am washing my face more often because I am dealing with an acne attack from HELL! I am also wearing the same shirt I slept in. My underwear and pants are clean from the dryer this morning. Hubby hates when I sleep in my clothes, so if I’ve gotten it down to a shirt! 

This is really strange for me. The weight has come on so rapidly that it’s obvious to my body. The physical changes like reaching and the all around comfort level in my joints are clear and unmistakeable.

I am familiar with how 199 pounds feels actually. I got up to 208 when I was pregnant. I could excuse it then, now I am feeling like Harry Potter’s aunt that floats away in the sky after she got so very big. If I go over 208 pounds I will scream, really.  It HAS to be the Lithium! It has to be. This has NEVER happened to me. When will it stop? I feel like I am turning into a giant, albino blueberry!