I think I'm doing really well, and good has come out of bad.
I sure wouldn't want to ever go through something like this again, but it seems that a lot of good in my life is coming out of the experience. For one thing, I have lost a lot of fears and inhibitions about people, about doing things outside of myself, well, about living a real life. Doing things I never would of dreamed of doing even just months ago, and loving it. My mental fog is clearing, my physical health is a lot better (well, if you don't count the pain from today's training session 
). I kinda like the lamictal, it seems to really be cheering me up, and the fact that it's dirt cheap at Costco doesn't hurt, either.
Mostly, though, I learned the lesson of "be good to yourself". And that is a big one.
I'm even checking out the ladies about my age at the gym (ok, not in a creepy way, I promise). Just looking, but some day I may really get my courage up, who knows ...
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And I'm very happy for you. You have been a bit fortunate, I think, in that you didn't have to fiddle too much with your meds to get them working properly for you. That can takes months for some people, but it's not unheard of to happen right away. They got it right with me right away after my last hospitalization.
Good luck with the women. They can be the best thing that ever happened to you but they can also make you want to up your dosage on the head meds. 
Men can probably do that, too.
