It's making the pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey game more interesting, though.
Okay, enough kidding around. I still feel out of sorts. I am exhausted a lot. I struggle to stay awake at school and I sleep shallowly when I get home. I barely sleep 6 hours a night. It sucks.
My brain is still foggy and I have trouble remembering things. I have trouble speaking, too. That's hard as an English teacher since I read aloud a lot.
All of this is supposed to get better. My doc increased the dosage of my Lamictal to 300mg.
I also asked about babies. Obviously I need to wait until I am more stable. Relapse is a definite concern right now. Also, safety of medications. Many are safe after the first trimester, but what about before that? Also, assuming it takes a while to get pregnant, that's more than 3 months. And I do I want to choose between the safety of a baby and the safety of me. The doc is referring me to one who has experience with this. I figure I'll wait and see what she says.
In the meantime, I am having a little pity party for myself. Sometimes this really and truly sucks.