My Pats aren’t playing today. I have to wait till Saturday. Boo. So I went to my father’s to do his medication for the week. I still don’t think he is taking his meds, and I yelled at him today for not taking his water pill every day. It’s one thing to miss one pill, but a whole week? That is just not acceptable! I know I am not 100% compliant with my meds, there are days that I don’t take all my 12 pills a day but that is ONE day, not 6! I know the consequences of not taking my medication. Unfortunately, my father doesn’t.
I have been slowly blocking people on Facebook that are my gamer friends because they are annoying as all hell. They play the game religiously and if you “cheat” they tell on you, like you did something dreadfully wrong. Personally, I don’t know how you can “cheat” with this game, unless you buy horseshoes to advance in the missions. But then, it’s their money and who am I to say what to do with it. So this person I just blocked because he kept on divulging the “cheaters”. I also blocked people that said they played the game but haven’t in more than a month. I play this game when I can. And now they have a timed mission that you have to plant crops that are 12 hours to harvest. The game gives you two weeks to complete the mission. In addition to the crops, there are some other things you have to complete that I know is going to take longer than 2 weeks. But I play because I like the challenge. I am not working, nor do I have to worry about short timed crops because for the next two weeks I will just have longer timed crops.
Which should leave me plenty of time to work on this blog that I am slowly picking away at. Right now I don’t think it makes much sense. I got the bibliography done the other night. Now I just need to write up my notes and I think I will have a paper. The hardest thing about this is that there is so much information that I am trying to condense into a smaller portion of so people can look at the book for more information. I have started with the history and moved to the theory and then the assessment tool. It is a little overwhelming to me as I have not done something like this in quite some time. I feel like I am writing an essay for a group of professors that might reject it (my Twitter audience).
My mood has been up and down since coming home from my father’s. I really want to drink but I know that won’t solve anything. My ankle just exploded after I cooked my dinner. I think I stood too long between waiting for the bus and then cooking just pushed it to the limits. I fucking hate not being able to stand for any length of time. I don’t see how physical therapy is going to help me. I am just so pissed off that the therapist canceled and I didn’t get a rescheduled appointment. I was just told to wait two weeks. GGRRRR. I just had enough of being in pain, every single day. It’s really wearing me out. I have no energy to fight it anymore. I just pop some pills and continue doing whatever I am doing until the side effects knock me out. You would think that after being on the same medication for years you would be immune to side effects but nope. Not happening. Drives me fucking nuts.
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