Another night of Painsomnia
I didn’t go to sleep until after 4 am. I had emailed my psychiatrist saying I might be whacky. She responded saying she goofed and the time she gave me was not available. She asked if I could come in at 9 on Monday but I told her no because I would most definitely flare that night. I haven’t heard back from her.
I slept for most of the day, though my mother called me at 8 to put on her socks. I sleepily put them on, used the bathroom, and then went back to sleep. When I woke up around 1515, I called her to let her know I was staying in bed. She then said that I couldn’t live like this anymore and that she wanted me to go to a hospital. I said what am I supposed to do, go there and say treat me? I don’t even think she realizes how stupid that is. She said no, just call them and make an appt. Like who am I supposed to see?? The whole thing was so damn ridiculous. I just yessed her to death until I hung up. I was so aggravated. She does not get my illness at all, none of them! I am just so fed up at her and her ways. I have a diagnosis and need pain meds to treat it, which I am not getting. What part of that does she not get?? I must have explained it a million times. But nope, she has her damn heart set on me going to this particular hospital, which I know is not going to do a damn thing. I went there before and they suck. I don’t have an injury they can fix so I will be showed the door soon after they see me. That is how doctors work. They don’t fucking care so why waste my time. I will just stay in bed and be up all night in pain.
I kept track of the Sox game last night through twitter and Facebook. We won 6-2. I think I am going to do the same tonight. I’m not sure as I feel so damn tired all I want to do is sleep.