Disoriented

Disoriented

I thought I had a dentist appointment this morning at 0930 for a filling. Damn secretary had switched the time and day on me so now I have to go tomorrow morning at the same time. I just hope the numbness wears off by the time I see my therapist in the afternoon. I came home, made myself something to eat and then took a nap. I slept almost five hours and woke disoriented. I thought today was Tuesday and it was after 1400, so not only did I miss my dentist appointment, I missed my therapy appointment as well. I checked to see if I had missed calls and I didn’t. I thought that was odd because I know my therapist would be freaking out if I didn’t answer the phone. Then I checked the date and realized it was still Monday. Whew! Crisis averted.

I am wicked nervous about the filling for the cavity I have. I am scared of the needle for the numbing medicine. Normally needles don’t bother me but when they have my name on it, they bother me. My biggest worry is that I’ll have to have a root canal after the filling because it is deep. I only had one tooth that needed a root canal. Granted it was because the filling in it had gone bad and they had to dig it out and replace it. It was not pleasant or cheap, even with insurance.

I sent my previous blog to my psychiatrist. I haven’t heard back from her. I still haven’t received the refill that I need. I knew I should have told her when I talked to her on Saturday. I hope I don’t have to wait till Friday to get it refilled. That will just suck.

Despite my naps this afternoon, I am still tired. I think I am going to go to bed early tonight. I am going to read another chapter of Harry Potter before I do go to bed. I will take my meds and then read so that I am relaxed. My mother finally made chicken cutlets for supper. She also made stuffing, which is my favorite side dish in the world. Nothing beats Stove Top, other than her homemade stuffing she makes for Thanksgiving. I didn’t eat too much because I wasn’t that hungry. Being tired destroys hunger.

I have a lot of stuff on my mind. I am getting delusional and I think no one is taking me seriously. I really want to call the investigators and see if they checked the gunmen’s brains for the alien parasites. If it is not there, then it went into someone else. This won’t be good. There will be another attack somewhere else. The alien parasite will influence them to do this. I am scared to call the investigators though for fear of being ridiculed. I haven’t told my therapist about all this. Maybe I will send her the blog.

I wanted to go to the post office today but I was too sleepy. Then when I thought about it, as usual, the place was closed. I should have went after I woke up from my nap. I still can’t believe how disoriented I was. I didn’t know what day it was. I really thought I slept till the next day.

About G. Collerone

suicide attempt survivor writing about the hopelessness that accompanies depression that no one likes to talk about. also writing about my daily struggle with chronic pain and how it affects my suicidality
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