Well, that explains a little bit. From her blog (she blogged, but did not reply to any of my emails OR the PM I sent her on myspace) I think my mom's back on some kind of headmed, likely an antidepressant. Let's hope it helps. If it does, I'd bet money that within the next couple of months she'll start talking about how she's so much better on the meds, she knows she's better on the meds, people are noticing, and she's never going to deny herself the help that rpozac (or whatever it is) gives her again. I think when we get to that point I should tell her to have her husband help her self-monitor as far as that's concerned. He's worked as a therapist so I'd HOPE he could tell if his wife was sinking into a pit of clinical depression (not that he should treat her himself- that would be dumb dumb dumb- but maybe he could say "Honey, you need drugs." hell, maybe he already did.)
Eh. I hope I can get ahold of her soon. I have some news that will temporarily cheer her up.
