So what brought on this flurry of activity, this bout of defensive hypomania, the birth of this blog at this point in time? Two things: one, I forgot to take valproic acid Thursday night, and, two, my grief in facing my father-in-law’s health crisis. Writing is one way I can deal with my grief, the pain I am feeling, and the compassion and empathy I feel for my husband, his mother, and everyone else in our extended clan who are hoping and praying that my father-in-law will recover from sepsis.