I got my haircut and took a shower afterwards. Then I slept for most of the afternoon. I woke up hungry so I made a black bean burger. I really like them but the spice kills my taste buds for a little while. It’s so hot. I haven’t had an Ensure all day so that is good. For breakfast I had a Danish. I wanted to make coffee but I just didn’t have the energy for it.
My new slippers came. They are a little tight on me but fit and are comfortable. I ordered PJs last night. This is in case I need to go in the hospital, I will at least have comfy sleepwear. My ankle has been bothering me all day. I don’t know why as I haven’t done anything other than walk to the barber shop. I was supposed to go to the post office to mail some stuff but that didn’t happen either. My funds are swindling with all these purchases.
Last night I felt suicidal again. I texted my therapist. I didn’t want to bother my psychiatrist. I knew the feeling would pass and it did. Night time is a rough time for me lately, it always has been. My heart just becomes heavier and it drives me crazy because there is nothing I can do about it. I watched a couple episodes of Friends to distract me but it only worked for a little bit. I wish I still had my game. I really miss it. There are other games that are similar to the game that I played but it’s not as easy to maneuver nor is it fun or challenging.
I am supposed to have a check in with my therapist sometime today. It hasn’t happened yet, but then she is back to back so I am sure it’s only a matter of her getting a chance to call. I don’t have a session with her until Tuesday. I have been thinking of writing her a letter to give her an update. I just don’t know what to say in the letter. I think I am going to handwrite it and then try and read it to her Tuesday.
My mother made home made pork fried rice. It was the best rice she has made in a long time. It didn’t come out wicked salty. I think I am done with eating for today. Today has been the first day in a long time that I ate more than one thing in a 24hr period. I hope this continues.
I still feel in the dumps. I still have thoughts of ending my life. Things don’t look so good right now. I am worried that I might have to go back to the hospital and just get frustrated because I won’t be getting care that I need. Course, what that care is, I have no idea. It doesn’t exist in the hospital anymore. It used to. Not anymore. Now it’s more like 15 minutes of “treatment” with your treatment team and that is all. Most of it is dependent on nursing care staff.