midnightdemons7

My Sox suck

The Sox are breaking me. They are losing again tonight. I stopped listening after the 4^th run was scored. Taylor time.

I had two cups of coffee today and I am still burping it up. I had an appt with my psychiatrist that lasted about ten minutes. It was like a hi and bye visit I swear. There wasn’t really much to talk about. My depression is okay at the moment. PTSD symptoms are in check. My sleep is still fucked but I am sleeping.

I have been tired most of the day. I didn’t get anything done that I wanted to do. My pain is better. I am having a little discomfort but it is minor. It is not as bad as it was this weekend. I finally think I am on the mend. I tried a few times to nap but nothing came of it.

I am going to try and get the recycling downstairs tomorrow. I think three trips will get most of it out of my room. I am out of Gatorade right now. I need to go to the store and get some more. I also need to go to the post office and get my book out in the mail for someone. I think I will do that on Thursday.

Better than yesterday

I woke up in a little pain today but not as bad as it has been the past week. After moving around a little and taking Tylenol, I felt better. I went to the ED on Saturday night because the pain got so bad and I couldn’t find a comfortable position to be in. My white count had gone up since Thurs and they didn’t know why. I didn’t have an infection. They think it was just inflammation. I don’t see the surgeon until the end of next week and he has not contacted me since a few days after surgery and the onset of this pain.

My pcp called me today asking how I was. I said I was feeling a bit better and what to do about the elevated white count. She said the surgeon should handle it but if he didn’t she would. She assured me it was normal to have an elevated white count after surgery as it is a sign of healing.

I had therapy today and we talked about my ED visit and of course my puppy. We talked about the anxiety around my financial aid and the hassle I have to go through to get it. I should be able to redo the forms this week. She asked if I was ruminating about the anxiety and I said no. I also told her I was seeing my psychiatrist tomorrow and it feels like ages since I last saw him.

I took a shower after I had something to eat. I took out a burger for dinner. I trimmed my beard down. I was tempted to give myself a haircut but I didn’t want to hurt myself. It took a lot of energy just trimming my beard down and then showering so I am glad I didn’t do that. I tried to take a nap after but I couldn’t rest my mind. I wasn’t feeling really sleepy anyway.

I got to make some headway into the book I am reading. I haven’t touched it in like a week. It was due last week. They extended my due date. I am glad. I need more time to read. The Sox are off tonight so it is a good night to read.

Sorry for the pics. I am not feeling well enough to sit up and write.