This week will be two months since medication began for my Bipolar1 and I anticipate there will be more changes. This is the hardest thing I’ve ever gone through in my life. Today when I was sleeping I dreamed my deceased Father came in my room and knocked everything down off the wall where he had hung some shelves and then handed me some drafting tools and left. He wasn’t angry but I didn’t know what the purpose of that was.
Anyway, I just wanted to make note of it. Since starting to take Serequel XR 300mg nightly I have had a lot of vivid dreams that seem to make no sense. Anyway I’m going to sign off for now and relax a little before bed.
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