“What was that song that just happened?”
“You know, ‘cabin fever, ahhhh’?”
Alright I admit, Muppet Treasure Island is one of my favorite movies of all time. They may make light of the concept of cabin fever in the movie, but after 5 days of snow and venturing little more than two blocks from the apartment each day, I can safely say I’ve got a bad case of cabin fever.
If you don’t know, cabin fever is the claustrophobic reaction that happens when a person or group is shut in a small space, usually with nothing to do.
I feel like cabin fever is often greatly exacerbated by hypomania, because my drive to do things is much greater than usual. It can really compound that feeling of cabin fever, to the point where I’m clawing at the doors and windows.
In my youth that meant escaping the house sometimes at wee hours of the morning, just to escape the closed in feeling it was giving me. Being on the beach or in a field in the middle of the night usually helped somewhat.
But since I’ve been sick, every time I reach the point where I need to escape the apartment, I get about two blocks away before I find myself crumpling up in a little mound of gross, sloppy, sick person. So I drag myself back.
I’m still not feeling 100% but I have work today, and though part of me would usually consider calling my boss and not going, I need to get out of here. Even if just for an hour to go downtown, see my boss, and come back if that’s what she wants. Now that the buses are operating normally again I seriously need to do some fleeing, because my regular crazy can’t handle any more extra crazy.
I also just wanted to note that I’ve updated the “about the author” portion of the blog finally. I’ve been meaning to forever, because what I had was just the first thing I could think of when I created this blog in October. I have no intention in laying out my life story for you (I’m saving those lovely gems for another time), but I’m hoping the information will shed a little more light on what’s going on for people who are a little less familiar with bipolar disorder.
Alright. Escape is imminent.