Another long day on campus
My bitch sister woke me up when she was getting ready for work because she had to pet the puppy. The puppy was laying on me. I had gone to my niece’s bed because I had such bad reflux I couldn’t lay down on my bed. Her bed is adjustable and my sister had elevated the head, which is what I needed. I slept good otherwise tho I didn’t want to get up when my alarms went off. I had set one at 830 and another at 930, a half hour before my therapy appt. I reluctantly got up like 10 minutes before the appt.
We talked about class. I told her how I was going to leave early today to talk to my lecturer about my grade. About 15 minutes before we ended she asked how I was after our last session where we talked about the trauma of my second relationship. I told her because I was sleep deprived, I kept getting anxiety attacks whenever I tried to doze off. Normally I would take an Ativan but I had class to attend and I couldn’t risk falling asleep on the train or in class. We also talked about my upcoming surgery and the help that I will possibly need. Some time during the month of May I need to clear my bed and change my sheets. I am going to ask the bitch sister to help me because I get overwhelmed by everything and then I don’t do anything. I told my therapist I feel lazy and she gave me the what would you say to a friend speal. I hate that rhetoric.
After therapy, I made coffee. I didn’t know what to eat. I had a biscuit thingy but I was still hungry. I went down to my sister’s apt and made a cold cut sandwich. I had some chips with it. Then I stole some almond Joy mini bars. It is one of my favorite candies. I went upstairs and had another cup of coffee. I drank the rest of my Powerade during my therapy session. I think I have another UTI so I am taking pyridium. It’s helping with the uncomfortable sensations and urgency. I just hope I don’t pee my pants again.
I played my game until it was time to leave for campus. I left around 230 and got to campus around 340. I had something to eat at the food court to pass the time as the lecturer’s hours didn’t start until 4. Then I walked across campus to her office. I had to stop a couple times because my legs were still killing me from yesterday. I don’t know how they are going to be tomorrow when I will be walking about the same distance around Boston between my DMH worker’s office and the hospital building I need to go to for my ultrasound. The lecturer said that if I get at least a 70 on the next exam and final, I should be able to pass with a C. I was so relieved. I had an hour before class started after I met with her. I had to walk across campus again and a little more to the auditorium where class was held, which was the last building next to the campus center. Class was good and she let us out 5 minutes early. I still missed the bus when I got to my station. I had to wait a half hour for the next one.
I came home and the puppy was crying when she saw me. I petted her and then told her to go up because I had to pee. She went into the bathroom with me. She just wanted pets. Then she went upstairs because my sister left the stairs unblocked. She sat outside my bedroom waiting for me. I told my sister I was too tired to go downstairs tonight. I normally would have slept with her as my niece still isn’t home. I don’t know where she is and it is pissing me off that she isn’t taking responsibility for her dog. I told her I was having surgery and wouldn’t be able to care for the pup for a couple of weeks. She never responded. My legs are killing me and my left leg is all swelled up and painful. I hope the ultrasound tomorrow isn’t painful. I think I might wear my PJs just so I don’t have to change. I seen people wear their PJs all the time. Mine are flannel and can pass as street clothes.
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