Spent the weekend feeling like I was ab0ut to jump out of my skin. Restless and having trouble remembering the simplest things. Started and gave up on two craft projects, a ship’s model and at least one knitting project.
A couple of my meds actually have anti-seizure properties – and I accidentally took them on time last night. So today’s ECT would have been thrown off by the meds and thusly got cancelled. So I feel dumb on top of dumb, and my schedule gets pushed out another day. Meanwhile, I’m still forgetting things and feeling like a space cadet.
Sometimes it’s hard to tell if it’s the depression, the treatments, or the meds making me feel good or bad or up in arms. But I’m feeling about as out of sorts as I ever have, and it’s frustrating as hell. Everybody is being super supportive though, which helps.