night out with friends

Night out with friends

My friends and I went out to dinner tonight. We had fun. After dinner, they drove us to the train station so we didn’t have to rely on the commuter rail. I got to the Square just in time to catch the 2130 bus. The train was going super fast, faster than it normally does. I didn’t care because it allowed me to catch the bus home. I had to hoof it up the escalator, which my foot did not like, but I made it.

My PCP’s office called me around noon. I was still snoozing so I just let it go to voicemail as I didn’t feel like talking to anyone. I went downstairs and brushed my teeth. When I came back to my room, I called them back. I spoke to the nurse and she was asking me how I take my strong pain pill. Doc finally realized I was coming in nearly every two weeks for refills, which is what I told him my last appointment with him. Knucklehead finally realized I wasn’t lying. He wanted to increase my count so that I could fill both the strong pain pill and my regular one at the same time and just come in once a month. I was hoping to get a call later this afternoon but I didn’t. I will be near my PCP’s office tomorrow as I am meeting with my psych. I hope they can have the scripts ready for me. I will call when I get up in the morning.

I came home and my room was hot because the AC had been off for hours. I took my meds but I know I am not going to sleep anytime soon. One, I am in pain, and two it’s going to take me some time to wind down. Every time I take my night meds late I am always up. But I can’t risk taking them while out because they can cause me to be drowsy. Plus I had a glass of wine with dinner, which wouldn’t be good. I was feeling good with the alcohol but now I am just wiped out.

Trash barrels were out which reminded me that I didn’t empty my recycles like I wanted to. I’ll have to do it tomorrow night or Saturday. I just looked at my knee and there is a white patch on it. Wonderful. Now I have eczema on my knee. Good thing I have a huge bottle of eczema lotion that I bought for under my eyes. Seems I am getting it in more and more places as I get older. Sucks.

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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

5 thoughts on “night out with friends”

  1. Oh neither did I. Neither do I! Sleep is not my friend these days. I’m so sorry youare experiencing the same. I look forward to reading more of your writing

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