Blur of days
Friday night I was in a flare. I didn’t get to sleep till 0600 and then I slept all day. I only went downstairs twice to pee. I’ve been living off of protein bars and pie. I mostly been drinking Powerade. Today I was just tired and tried to sleep but my damn mother wanted me up. My sister got sent up to check on me and then she bitched about my room. I wanted to change my sheets today but I was too tired. I will try tomorrow. I left a message for the pain program explaining that my electrolytes are off, making me really tired. I told her it was up to her if she wanted to keep me in the schedule for Thursday. I honestly don’t know if I will be able to keep it. I want to but my body may say no.
I wish my mother was going out tomorrow but she is not. I get to hear the fucking Christmas movies she has been watching nonstop. She hasn’t been watching her regular shows. I swear I thought we were in December and then we argued over when it is, which is next week and she said no, it is the following week. Whatever. Pisses me off.