Allergies and errands
I was having my coffee and all of a sudden I started sneezing, one right after another. I must have sneezed like ten times before I finally stopped. I called my mother to make sure she got down to my aunt’s house ok and started again. It was a short phone call. I am wicked congested. Sadly, I have to go out even though the pollen is high. I need to go to the post office. But I am just not feeling like getting dressed because I haven’t showered and I stink. It’s been at least a week since I last showered.
I went to group even though I didn’t feel like going. It just made me more depressed because they have no clue about CRPS and how there is no treatment for it. I wanted to tell them this but I just couldn’t bring myself to. I kept myself from telling them I plan on going to Switzerland for assisted suicide. Just told them I was depressed. I made an appointment with my therapist after I left. I am so mad at my mother today. She played games with me this morning when I had shit really bad. I let her pee and then she forgot I had to go so closed the bathroom door. I almost shit my pants waiting. Luckily I made it in time. Then while in group my niece called me telling me to go downstairs as my mother needed help. I got off group saying there was an emergency and went downstairs only to find my mother telling me she didn’t need no help. WTF. I am so mad.
Forty-five minutes ago I emptied my bladder and now my damn bladder is hurting. I can’t fucking deal with pain today. My shoulder was hurting me when I woke up this morning. It didn’t go away with the usual movements so I ended up taking a pain med before group started. That was 2.5 hours ago. I can’t take another pill for another hour and a half. I just feel like I am taking the IR meds around the clock and it isn’t supposed to be this way. I want to cry but the tears aren’t coming.
My mother made dinner. Porkchops with corn and beans. The beans were not good. I just had the corn. Allergies are bad today. Gonna have to take a second allegra. Glad my sister isn’t home or all the windows and doors would be open to let the pollen in. I hate spring time.