4 July 2014

4 July 2014

I am feeling better than I was yesterday. I am a lot calmer and not so jittery. Course, I didn’t have coffee today. I was too lazy to clean out the French press. I really didn’t feel like having a cup of coffee today. I slept really late and usually when I do, it’s way past coffee time. If I do have a cup, I will be up all night and last night I was up till 3. I don’t want a repeat of that.

My text numbers are going to be up this month because I am back at getting notifications from the Wheatons. They make me laugh with the stuff they post and I missed hearing what is going on in their lives. Wil has the Wil Wheaton Project and beer brewing going on. I am hoping to get another bottle of Wootstout again because it has chocolate in it!! Last time I tried to get it, I got the very last bottle in the store. I also want to try the Stone brewing Company IPA. They rave a lot about it in their tweets. I am not a beer drinker. Hell, I don’t even know what an IPA is so it will be interesting to try.

Because it’s Friday and the weekend, I don’t have to have a session with my therapist today. I am happy for that. If she ever works on Fridays again, I am setting a limit with her, otherwise, I might end up meeting with her 5 days a week! NO, NO, NO!! Not going to happen. Luckily when she was working Fridays, I had something called work to keep me busy. Now I have nothing.

I talked with a fellow blogger friend last night that helped me calm down enough to get to sleep. I was having a really hard time as thoughts of suicide were rampant in my brain. Even as I woke up this morning, I had thoughts of killing myself. But for the first time ever, I also had visions of being saved. That is weird and never happened before.

My foot is still hurting me. I have resolved to take one pill a day until next week when I can fill my script. This sucks. I have been thinking about going back to the hospital next week but it won’t do me any good. I will just do what I want until they kick me out. I know what to say to get out and I know what to say to stay in, though lately, that has been elusive and doesn’t always work.

I see my pdoc on Monday and I hope my menses are gone by then. It seems I just had a little discharge and that was that. Nothing more has become of it. But this bugger can be tricky and it has fooled me before. It went away for a day and then I was bleeding lightly. I was so fucking annoyed. I still feel like I am on a precipice. If I get my menses, I am afraid it will kill me and if I don’t, I will feel relieved. Trouble is, I am on my last week of pills so the perfect time to skip a week would be now. But that is just inviting the heavens to open up to kill me. I don’t know what to do. I think I should skip the week and then be done with it. Maybe it won’t be so bad and I can handle it. But if the bleeding is bad and I can’t handle it, I am screwed. I already have been having cramps. Not bad or anything, but usually that is not a good sign either. I wish there was someone I could talk to about this that understands and can give me some advice. Next week is going to be tough, either way you look at it.