A journey to mental health recovery from a social worker's perspective who is diagnosed with Bipolar 1 Disorder and PTSD and recovering from an eating disorder.
Homebound due to low wbc count. Going a bit stir crazy. There is only so much journalling, reading, and watching Netflix one can do. Started on some long order due organizing and decluttering tasks today so I could possibly paint or do some crafts tomorrow such as quilting if I should feel up to it. The doctor doesn’t know why my wbc count dropped so low. More tests scheduled for next week. It is hard to be home and dependent on others for trips to get groceries, etc. Being alone is difficult- I miss socializing with friends and others at support groups, etc. My friends have been good about visiting but one came down ill today who was scheduled to visit. I try to connect through social media and phone calls but it doesn’t replace the real thing. I am grateful to have the company of Al (my dog) though yesterday he was sick and I ran out of paper towels to clean up his messes. luckily a special friend made an extra trip over with paper towels and some special food to see if he would recuperate. Today he seems on the mend and more lively and playful again. Ive been keeping a gratitude journal since January started as I work through the book Simple Abundance by Sarah Ban Breathnach. It helps me keep my thinking positive and thankful for all I have. I am very grateful to be home versus stuck in the hospital as this has now gone on for 3 weeks. I know I might have to go to the hospital eventually but am grateful that it hasn’t been this entire time. I am, also, thankful things have been relatively stable in terms of how bad things could have been with my health. I may be looking at a blood transfusion to stabilize my wbc count but Im told that if i can handle it okay, i will get to go home soon after it is done. So for now I will choose to keep busy and focus on what i have to be grateful for and try to stay positive. i wish you all a blessed day. Wendy
My name is Wendy L. I'm a 50 year old social worker from West Michigan who is on the path to recovery after being diagnosed with Bipolar 1 Disorder and PTSD and in recovery for an eating disorder.
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