Panic & Laughter

Just a comic about my experiences with mania and hypomania. 

Last night was night 2 of dogwatch. Hubs and I hung on the stoop waiting for them to walk by when we got some unexpected guests.

So I was bitten by a dog… and then was run to the ER when I started having symptoms that aligned with rabies exposure. Six injections with return visits and injections at 3,7,14 days.

I almost killed our family dog this weekend. And I still feel terrible about it. 💔

Sometimes I want to make things, but my anxiety makes it hard...

It seems to be a universal truth that daycare is a germ party. Lucky for us, when one child gets sick, they make sure to share it with their brother. 

Sometimes I pass out with my eye makeup still on and wake up looking like a fabulous and pregnant Winter Soldier.