Wicked pissah

I just wrote to a friend about a comment she tried to post on here the other day. It really pissed me off. But while everyone is entitled to their opinion, she angered me by calling me a victim and playing the part of a victim. That was uncalled for. I just wrote her an email about it.

I have to talk with the doctors about getting more pain medication as taking 3 pills every 6 hrs is just not cutting it. I am in severe pain because I stood too long while waiting for the water to get hot while taking a shower the other night. I really just need two pain pills to quiet this pain down andaybe another second dose to make sure it stays down. I don’t know I’d this will happen or not. I hate asking for things but I am hurting really bad.

I woke up at 5 in severe pain and took some pain meds with 600 mg of ibuprofen to see if that helps. I am desperate. I might just say that I am safe at home just so I can take my meds the way I do at home even though I am not.

My therapist left a message for my case manager. She said that I should be heard and that I am very honest about what I tell them. If I can get this pain under control, that will be sweet. Right now it is causing me havoc and messing with my PTSD symptoms, which makes me very anxious. I should have taken an ativan when I took my pain meds but I forgot. Now I might just be up the rest of the day.

I HATE waking up before six. It sucks. I don’t know who the weekend rounder is going to be. I hope it is not the usual lady. She always seems rushed and doesn’t really take them time to talk at times.

I should have cut my nails before coming to the hospital. They are very long and I don’t like it. Nail cutters are not allowed on the unit so I have to wait to get out to cut them. This sucks.

I don’t think I am going to have any visitors this weekend. A friend of mine wants to visit but he has plans this weekend. He is going to try and make it during next week when he has a day off. It will be good seeing him as it has been a while.

I don’t know why I am in a pissy mood. Probably because I am in so much pain. I hate being in so much pain and not be able to so anything about it.

I miss playing on my laptop.  I never bring it outside of the house, usually, because I am scare I might drop it or it might get stolen. I think the next time I am hospitalized, I will bring it. Writing a blog will be so much easier. I am also working on a short story. I just have to rewrite it a little bit and add a page to it. My concentration has been shot at times, so this is going to be a challenge.

As I am pretty much laid up because of pain, I plan on just writing today and tomorrow. There is only one group on Saturdays and I think 2 tomorrow. One is a legit group, the other is an art one. I hate the art. It is so stupid. I’d rather write.