College stuff and other things
I was supposed to have my advising appointment this morning but the lady never showed up. I waited twenty minutes for her and nothing. I didn’t even get an apology or anything. I am so mad. I had to reschedule for April, after my surgery because there is still a hold on my account and has to be taken off by an advisor. I know what classes I am taking. I already picked them out. One is online. The rest are in class. I am going to try for three classes. I hope I will be able to do it. I also sent another email to the registrar to see if they can change my log in to something other than my dead name. I explained that it is no longer a legal name. I hope that helps some.
I then had some coffee and something to eat. My aunt came over so I made her coffee, too. We talked for a little while and then I got dressed to see my barber. I needed to get my haircut before surgery. I was sad the learn that someone broke into my barber’s shop and stole some things. I feel bad. After I got my haircut, I got some pizza and Starbucks. My barber and I had lunch together as I just missed the bus.
I came home an hour before my grocery delivery was to arrive. I checked my email as my mother was in bed and my other aunt was over. I still need to take a shower. I think I am going to take it before bed. I am still wicked anxious. I didn’t sleep well despite taking the trazodone. It didn’t help me sleep like I wanted it too. I was up around 330 again. My leg and foot were so itchy from being dry. I scratched them pretty good, took the skin off. Ouch. I sort of snoozed until my med alarm went off. I didn’t get up but did when my alarm for the zoom appointment went off. I didn’t want to get up.
I have one more appointment for tomorrow and that is it. Then I need to clear off my bed and change my sheets. Debating to do this Sunday so that the stupid foam will stay in place a little longer. Fucking thing isn’t supposed to move yet it does. Half of it hangs off the bed and takes the sheet with it. I sleep on one side of the bed so it doesn’t really matter but it bothers me that my bed can’t stay together for more than a week or two.