Day three of depression
I slept okay as someone with chronic pain does. My med alarm woke me up so I took my pain meds and my BP pill. I didn’t record it or set my alarm for my next dose of pain meds. I just went back to sleep and had whacky dreams. It was around noon when I looked at the clock. Still too early to take my meds. I didn’t have too many messages on my phone though someone called me. It wasn’t a number I recognized and they didn’t leave a message. My sister sent me a pic of the tix for tonight. I am looking forward to the movie tonight. I just feel so blah
I made a sandwich as I probably should eat something and then I showered. It was still hot and humid. When I came back to my room, my foot felt ice cold. I stuck it under the blankets. I am still debating on putting on my thermal socks. But I don’t feel like doing any of that.
I hope my sisters and I eat out tonight. I think that will be good. But I don’t know. We might order something at home or just eat because we will order junk at the theater. I really want popcorn. I love movie theater popcorn. Nothing compares to it, not even the microwave kind. I did buy the Orville Redenbacher’s popcorn that already has its own bowl. I was going to have that last night if I watched the game with my nephew. But I wasn’t feeling up to it. The Celtics lost. I knew they would be coming back to Boston.
My groceries will be coming tomorrow. I feel like going to Walgreens to get a Starbucks mocha coffee that is premade but I honestly am having a hard time moving. I am getting hungry so I think I am going to have a pizza.
