How fast things change, part II

Dave has been happy the past weekend.  Not just less depressed, which is usually what I mean when I say things are going well.  But he's actually been happy - enthusiastic, looking forward to things, energetically happy.

Part of me wants to think that this is the result of his new medication, because that would mean it might be stable.  But he only started that a week ago, and it seems optimistic to think that it could be working so quickly.  But either way, I was so  happy this weekend.  I love waking up to joy, to Dave bouncing on the bed and telling me he's been laughing at Animaniacs all morning.

Jokahontas is his favorite

I wrote in September about how quickly things could change, about how even after weeks of doing well, it only took one comment, one downturn, before all my worries came back.  And now I am writing about the opposite change.  Sometimes Dave can have some really down days, and then some really happy days (on most occasions, some not-depressed days.  But sometimes genuinely happy!).  And I love that joy.