Author: Midnight Demon

Saturday Blog 22062024

I didn’t get up till after 3pm today. I didn’t mean to sleep so late but I had such a hard time getting up. My kitchen is in disarray as my sister has finally moved her kitchen set in. I don’t know where my mother’s table went. I had a cup of coffee and then I did the fucking dishes because my bitch sister didn’t want to do them. I also emptied the dishwasher.

Sox are losing right now. I don’t know why they can’t win against teams that less than 500. It is really annoying. My brother in law made some pasta so I had that and some ribs. I was going to make a pasta salad anyways.

Despite me sleeping so late, I am still tired. I know I was up reading again. I had slept for a few hours and then was up. Today was a cooler day with rain but I had to put the AC in my room as it got really stuffy. Pollen count is really low but I have had a few sneeze attacks. I wanted to go to the pharmacy and pick up my pain meds but I woke up too late. They have weird hours now and close early. I will try tomorrow to pick it up. The rest of my meds are in the Square which I will pick up either Mon or Wed. The Latuda needed to be ordered so I am waiting for that to come in. I will pick up when all are ready.

I’m glad I paid next week. I need to put money on my T-pass. My funds are running low. I was supposed to get a check from the ride but it hasn’t come in yet. I want to go to Starbucks at least one or two days next week, just to get out of the house. Weather is going to be hot but no rain. I also need to place my grocery order in.

What’s beyond tired?

Again, last night I slept for a few hours and then woke up around 0030. I was thirsty so I had something to drink. Then I read for a few hours. Around 3, my foot exploded in pain. It was already having nerve pain so I took some gaba and when that pain was gone, I got the physical pain. I sent a message to my pcp about it as I asked for a refill on my pain meds. My lab work came back ok, my lipids were slightly elevated but it was to be expected as it wasn’t a true fasting sample. My T level came back good. I woke up a few hours after sleeping. I think my sister woke me up as I heard her footsteps on the stairs. She is not a quiet walker. I went back to sleep after I took my meds and then I woke up to my phone ringing. It was my pdoc’s office calling to schedule an appointment. I will call later.

I had a couple cups of coffee and made breakfast. Now I am exhausted again. I feel like I can go right back to sleep. My good foot hurts. I don’t know why the area I sprained keeps flaring up. I just take some ibuprofen for it. It’s not even swollen or red or anything. It hurts while I am at rest. When I am walking or standing, it doesn’t bother me so much. So weird.

I need to shave my head today and I might shower. I was really sweaty yesterday but was too tired to take a shower last night. I was glad the game wasn’t on as I just went to bed around 1930, really early for me so I wasn’t surprised to wake up around/after midnight. I also took the Latuda with senna early. I didn’t mean to take the senna but I just absentmindedly took it then realized I should have waited. I was getting some bowel activity around 4am but I didn’t go. It was just gas. I hope I go today as I am feeling backed up. I didn’t go yesterday and I hate it when I miss a day.

My DMH worker told me about an independent bookstore in Boston that caters to independent authors. I filled out a few forms for them and hope they respond. I plan on getting some extra books to them. I will get 60% of the proceeds if they sell. I also filled out a form for holding an event. I have no idea what I would say. That is if I get approved. I hope they accept it. And I don’t have to pay for the event because that would suck.

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.