A bipolar memoir - Poles Apart

 

So I thought recently that, in terms of helping young people who are diagnosed with bipolar and scared as hell, the best thing I could do is write about my own experience, especially as it has all worked out happily in the end. 

Here's my account of finding out you're bipolar at 17. It's a 5-minute read. Feel free to leave a comment if it's helped you, or if you have any constructive criticism and suggestions of ways to improve my writing.

Poles Apart - a bipolar memoir

Covid-19 2.0

 

So on Saturday morning as we were packing to go to Abu Dhabi for the Grand Prix, I tested positive for COVID-19. Again. I only just had it in April. So the current rules in Hong Kong are: report it, and spend 7 days isolating or isolate until you get two negative RAT results on consecutive days. 

I'm in my bedroom with the en suite while Jules is sleeping on the couch in the living room, so there isn't a lot to do. I thought I may as well blog about it as one day people in my family will be interested in how life was in times of COVID. 

But before I tell the whole story, a highlight from today. Jules bought me an isolation kettle and some lovely teas. They were even the right teas that I like (Twinings English Breakfast) and that I need (Pukka Night-time). Best Husband Award 2022!