It’s been a rough couple of days because my father has been sick. I have been meaning to post a non-password protected post but I have been so exhausted, it hasn’t happened.
I am struggling because my sleep has been off the past few nights and then the asshole called me at 0630 this morning, waking me from a dead sleep, because he wanted to make sure I got him underwear (he is in the hospital for pneumonia). He is just beyond considerate of anyone’s sleep or needs or anything else. But I know that is the narcissist in him. Understanding the bastard has been the only way I stay in the loop. Otherwise, I would tell my sister the heave ho. She is at the same place I am but she works so has more stress on her than I do. I try to ease whatever stress I can for her.
I had my pain management appointment today. I cannot believe that medical assistants know NOTHING about medications. I know I always was interested in drugs since wanting to be a doctor myself, but come on! I know there had to be a pharmacology class you had to take to know the different schedule of drugs and what they were used for, etc. Every month I get the same medication refilled and the MA thinks it’s just a regular medication you get refilled. If it was, do you think I would need an appointment to get it?? Just pisses me off to no end.
I brought up to the NP that my ear was bothering because my nose keeps getting clogged. She thinks it’s rebound from Afrin, but I don’t think it is only because I don’t use it much for it to cause my nose to be this clogged up. She gave me Flonase to try to break up the congestion. It’s generic so I am weary of how it’s going to work. I haven’t been on it since I had a bad sinus infection years ago. It worked great, I could breathe. I hope the nasal spray is like Afrin where it doesn’t drip back down because that will be gross.
I am debating going back out tonight to pick up my prescriptions. I am just waiting for one to be done and then I will decide. I told them tomorrow would be fine and that might still be the case. I am just so damn tired and my ankle/foot is just bad. I walked a lot around the hospital today to get to my appointment and to my father’s building where he is staying. I don’t think I will visit him tomorrow. I need a rest from him. I am also going to put the do not disturb function on my phone when I go to bed tonight so he doesn’t call me. Whatever he needs, can wait until I am fucking awake.
I don’t know what I am going to have for supper. I am not hungry but I know I will be. My mother made a cauliflower casserole type thing but put too much fucking garlic in it. Garlic and cauliflower do not mix, in my opinion. But then I love cauliflower plain or with breadcrumbs and egg. I rather she make it that way. My stomach just has a hard time digesting garlic for some reason. It really bothers my stomach so I avoid it. I like the flavor but not the cloves. Maybe I will make pancakes.
I can’t wait for therapy tomorrow. I just hope I don’t spend all session talking about my damn father. Think I will text my therapist that he is off subject, again. Three straight days of dealing and I am done.