It has been awhile...

Well...it has been longer than I thought since the last time I blogged about anything. Much has happened since July -

• I came off my rebellious high.
• I stopped taking my meds so I could wake up in the morning to get my kids ready for school.
• Fall semester began with two art history classes, majority of the students being high school.
• I didn't tell my husband I went off my meds but at least I told Steve.
• I kept close in touch with Steve because I knew a relapse was going to happen and I refused to take any medication.
• My moods remained steady for four months except for a dysthemic mood that zapped any motivation - hint the lack of blogging.
• My husband found a house for sell that he really liked but I didn't like the price.
• The panic attacks began to return and lasted even until now. That is the longest I have to deal with anxiety attacks. Usually my mood shifts last for about a month but not this time.
• I applied for college - again. This time to the University of Utah, Psychology program. I wanted to get another Bachelor degree.
• After resisting Jared about the house, I finally had a so-called revelation of my children playing in the house and finally told Jared I would like the house.
• Then the paperwork began and that took forever. What we thought was going to be a Christmas present became a Valentine's present.
• The stress in moving finally made me snap and I switched into a low, an angry low. I was so irritable and nothing was changing.
• I admitted once again that I needed medication and allowed myself to try a new drug. Saphris, a temporary fix, mostly for lowering highs but suppose to be good for irritability. The med kicked in pretty quick with the agitation but my low was still lingering. I'm hoping the Prozac was keeping me from dropping too low. I hate lows, I hate feeling unproductive and sluggish.
• I was still teaching for the Spring semester, one art history and one a sculpture class. The sculpture class turned out to be a great group for a first time around. And I learned what it is like to work with someone with a mental disability, a developmental handicap. I was trying to teach a college course to a 10 year old in a twenty-something body.
• I have moved up to 10mg of the Saphris and feeling a bit more leveled now with some hiccups here and there from stress triggers like my cat knocking over my horse sculpture and breaking it to unrepairable sections.
• The girls have done great for the school year. Celeste in 6th, Savannah in 3rd, and little Sierra in Kindergarten. Celeste has been making Honors with her grades, Savannah shows steady improvement when she is not defiant, and Sierra is beginning to read for herself.
• Sierra is going through some sort of growing pain because she is screaming more, a bit more defiant even with her teacher Mrs. Parker, and more clingy than usual. Her clinginess becomes so tiring because I'm interrupted in everything I do, including chores.
• Speaking of Sierra, I need to go pick her up from school. I still don't understand half-day Kindergarten but it works for her.