omg what a fucking day!!

Omg what a fucking day!

Last night I finally figured out how to use Bixby, which is Samsung’s version of Siri. I set the alarm for 9 am. I wanted to make sure I took my blood pressure meds as I haven’t been so great in taking the morning dose. I woke up about a half hour before my alarm went off because of my bladder. I took my meds and then went to the bathroom.

I then tried to go back to sleep but my ankle said haha, nope. I missed the 945 bus so had to wait an hour for the next one. I needed my espresso fix. I also needed to mail my friend in Canada her birthday/Christmas gift. I hope she likes it. I can’t say what it is because she reads my blogs. I brought my baby with me to work on a story that has been cooking in my head the past few months. I became so overwhelmed when I started with just the title, I almost started bawling at Starbucks. I fought the tears back. Instead of writing the story, I wrote an outline of what I wanted to write instead. Then my friend called and we talked for about an hour. It was a good break. I went home and I was exhausted but I still needed to go to the brace clinic. I was supposed to get a ride from my cousin but he bailed on me.

I came hope and rested for a few minutes. My ankle was hurting so I figure I would wear sneakers rather than my AFO. I wanted them to see what my ankle was like when I was in a lot of pain. They evaluated me. I told the “history” of my ankle pain. And they didn’t have braces on site. Are you fucking kidding me?? I need to go back next week and bring every brace I was in for my ankle problem. Seriously! That is going to be fun bringing this stuff on the bus. After they did what they did, my ankle was really hurting me. I was an hour late with my pain meds but my sister called me so I called her back. I didn’t take my pain meds until I was on the bus. I started going through withdrawal. The dizzy spells came back really bad. I almost fell while going up the stairs. I waited on the couch until I felt better. I tried finding the boot I wore years ago in the cellar but had no idea where my brother in law put it. He brought it up for me.

I gave some time for the pain meds to work but I was still out of sorts. I had something to eat and it helped a little. Now I am hurting really bad and am waiting for my meds to work. I am so tired it’s not funny. I emailed my psychiatrist a rant. I have 3 days of appts, all in a row and I am not sure I will keep all 4 appts. I want to see my therapist but that is the most taxing one as I need to walk 0.3 miles to and from his office. I also see my psych before him. I have to keep the appt next week for the brace because otherwise it might be weeks till I can get back in. I also have PT. I will be in pain till Christmas, but that is okay. It’s not like I am disabled or anything. I am so fucking pissed. I felt like they just didn’t get it. They just want me to use the new brace during flares as they don’t want to limit my mobilization. But being immobile give me less pain. I am so annoyed!!

I have been fighting tears because I am so frustrated. But my meds are kicking in now so I need to lie down. Hope tomorrow isn’t a day filled with pain. Also hope when I lie down, my pain doesn’t increase more than it already is. Chronic pain sucks.

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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