blood donation let down

Blood donation let down

I woke up around 1am after sleeping a few hours. I had to pee. I couldn’t go back to sleep and this meant trouble as I had to get up early. I got up again to pee when my med alarm went off but made the mistake of going back to sleep. Then it was a scramble to get ready. I had a cup of coffee and then just threw on some socks and headed for the bus stop. I had packed a couple of powerades with me and my book. I figure if I had some down time I might read.

I got to the blood donation center a few minutes after 12. I was already sweating going through the buildings as the center was at the opposite end of the hospital. I was checked in and did the paperwork. They took my blood pressure a few times but my heart rate was too high and I couldn’t donate. I was so bummed. I took my time going down the street to the DMH office. It was fucking so damn hot. I stopped where my pcp’s office was to sit for a bit and drink some fluids. Then I walked around the corner and met my DMH worker.

She was so glad I saw her. She is always so happy to see me. I met her supervisor today. He seemed like  a nice guy. We talked for over an hour. There really isn’t much happening as I am on a waitlist for Mass Rehab and therapy. I told her I would be talking to my psychiatrist today and she was glad. I also told her I had an appointment with my pcp. We ended around 230 and I walked up the street to my pcp’s office. I had to go pee so I went early. There was a new receptionist at the counter that I met the last time I went there. They checked me in and then I used the bathroom. I was starting to lose steam. I was so damn hot.

My pcp and I talked about a lot of issues. My heartrate had gone down by the time she listened to my heart. I was glad. She said on days like today she isn’t surprised my heart rate was up. She did a bunch of bloodwork and she is going to refer me to a sleep specialist. She said it was ok to take two allegra if I needed to. She would prefer that over Benadryl use. I am still going to use the Benadryl because it helps me sleep better.

I was kind of late with my appointment with my psychiatrist. I was just chatting with the MA who drew my blood and lost track of time. They said they would put the times in for when I was next to be seen. I talked with my psychiatrist about the day and stuff and then he was like see you in a couple of months. Fuck you. I hate him. I sent him my DMH worker’s contact info.

I bought a Ben and Jerry’s ice cream to have for dinner. It was nice and melty by the time I came home. I took my night meds and now I am going to go to bed. I am so fucking tired.