Insomnia strikes again
I was up from like 230 till like 0800. I woke up after a few hours of sleep and I just couldn’t settle down. I read some and the book just kept sucking me in, wanting me to keep turning the page. I love this book. It is really interesting. I was supposed to go grocery shopping but I never did. It took a lot of effort for me to get up. I ended up taking all of my meds and my T shot before 7am. I set the alarm for 10am but I was awake before then. My bladder kept waking me up to pee. I had drank nearly two bottles of Powerade. I was so thirsty. I had a headache but I didn’t want to take anything for it. I figure fluids and rest might help it. So I did drink a liter of water when I was up today. I had two cups of coffee. I wasn’t really hungry today. I made something to eat around 5ish. I took out some ground beef. I have no idea what I am going to do with it. I am either going to make a dirty gravy, tacos, or Shepard’s pie.
I called my pcp’s office when I got up today to tell them about the shortness of breath episode I had yesterday. It was scary as I thought I was going to have to call an ambulance. I just couldn’t catch my breath for a few minutes. Then I started getting palpitations and they lasted more than fifteen minutes. I have an appointment tomorrow to see my pcp which means I have to miss class again. I am not happy about this but my health comes first. I can’t be walking around campus short of breath.
I had sent a text to my DMH worker last night to tell her about my psychiatrist said about therapy. She responded and then I responded and then she called me. We talked for about a half hour. I told her I had a plan of brushing my teeth, shaving, reading the discussion article, showering, then answering the questions. I am still working on the questions. She said that was a good plan. I am glad I showered. It didn’t help the headache though. Nothing helped. So I ended up taking some Excedrin. I feel so shitty still. Depression is bad. I feel like my family hates me and I am a burden to them. I know it is just the depression talking. I don’t want to do anything but lie down. My DMH worker said that rest was ok. But I feel guilty because there is so much I have to do. I have like four bags of recycling in my room that needs to be brought down to the bins. I need to wash my sheets. Eventually, I will need to make space for my AC again. But I don’t think I will have to worry about that till the end of Oct. It still gets warm in my room. I am going to finish my school work and then maybe read a few chapter of the book I am interested in. It’s called Finlay Donovan is Killing it by Elle Cosimano. It’s a great book.
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