I haven't written in several days.

There's really not been much to say. I saw Dr. B. today and he saw me back at my "stable" area. I am really good right now. I don't know if it is the Lamictal or my cycling or what. It's hard to know what's what after awhile. The doctor did put me back on 40 mgs. of Prozac twice a day, along with the Lamictal so I don't have another "attack". *eyeroll*

I think I am a little disappointed in the way my husband is being towards me. I told him I wasn't going to take the additional prozac. He's like..."okay". No argument. Hello? Can you give me a little bit of a lecture so I know you care a bit? I shouldn't be testing him, making him live up to my standards...and he IS good with making sure I take the Lamictal. I can't make him understand what I go through. I suppose I should just be grateful that I have someone who is willing to take the ride with me.

I am doing this hellacious "Master Cleanse" bullshit right now. Existing on this lemonade concoction and laxative tea. So far, I have only succeeded in stopping myself from shitting my pants. I have a headache and nausea. But, I am determined to at least finish three days worth of this "cleansing process".

What I'd really like right now, is a pizza.