Category: chronic physical pain

hot and annoyed

by Midnight Demon, posted in Bipolar Disorder, blogging, chronic physical pain, CRPS, depression, mood disorders

Hot and annoyed

Temps were close to 90 today. I was annoyed most of the day. I called my mother to ask her if she needed anything while I was out. She said just look at the price of the eggs. Okay. I go downstairs and she wants me to go to the bank. If she said so when I called her, I would be able to go. Now it was too close to the bus schedule and it isn’t going to happen. I asked when the bank closes and she said 4. Sorry no can do. I won’t be home till after 4.

I went to Starbucks and had a sandwich and espresso. I had five shots as I didn’t sleep well last night due to pain. Not really physical pain, but nerve pain, which is a different beast. I wrote while at Starbucks. Then I left for therapy. The train car I was on did not have air on. It was stuffy for the few stops I went. I reported it when I got off the train. I got to my therapy appt a half hour early. I just played with my phone until my therapist called me in.

I told him I would like to try twice a week. He said we can do it this week but then the next time won’t be until middle of July. He is going away after the fourth and won’t return until the third week, I think. I am okay with that. Hopefully but then my meds will be adjusted and PT will helped somewhat so I can make twice a week. We then talked about random stuff.

I left and walked to the station. Temp was higher but the humidity wasn’t bad as I thought it was. The train was delayed and I missed my connecting bus home. I had to go to another bus stop. I was careful on the walk home, avoiding that stupid ramp in the sidewalk that caused my ankle to flare Friday. By the time I walked in the door, I was sweating. The house was hotter than outside. I was kind of grumpy as I was hungry. My mother said what she was making and I told her I wasn’t hungry. She asked what did I say so I yelled I wasn’t hungry. Then she yelled back saying she wasn’t making it now (even though it was after 4PM, her dinner time). I got so annoyed. I just went upstairs and turned on the AC to cool down. My T-shirt was soaked. I used a towel to dry off. I didn’t feel like a shower as my ankle was acting up slightly.

I got a package and it was from China. I thought it was the ice genie I bought. It wasn’t. It was the Pride bracelet. I thought it was cool. I tried opening the clasp and it wouldn’t open. My mother tried and we used different things but it wouldn’t budge. I have no idea how to open it. I took some pics and sent it to a crafty friend. I also emailed the place I bought it from to see what the trick was. Hope my $25 didn’t go to waste or I want a refund.

I checked what the new schedule would be for the bus I take to PT. I will either be 45 minutes early or 10 minutes or more late. Great. I am looking into Uber. I don’t know how I am going to swing it as I don’t have extra cash during this month because of my bill pay mistake. I owe my mother money that she let me borrow to fix my account. I am still pissed. I never called them to argue because I hate conflict.

I took my night meds without problems. Weird because the past few nights I have had trouble swallowing them. I switched Powerades so maybe that was why. Fricken thunderstorm has taken my back out. Lovely. I can’t take my pain meds for another hour. I hate this shit. I really do. Hope I don’t have pain like I did last night. Sox are off so I hope to be asleep before midnight. Not sure what I will be doing after I finish this blog. Maybe read the new book I started yesterday. Or maybe try and read some Neverwhere. Neil Gaiman has another book out called how to talk to girl at parties. I thought it was a play or something and it is a book. I never know with him. I might get it, if it isn’t a graphic novel.

It’s 72 degrees and I need a heating pad

by Midnight Demon, posted in Bipolar Disorder, blogging, chronic physical pain, CRPS, depression, mood disorders

It’s 72 degrees and I need a heating pad

I had decided to do my PT exercises today. I printed them out after I spent nearly a half hour trying to get the battery contrast settings to “normal”. When I somewhat “fixed” it, I then rebooted and hit F2 quickly to check what the settings were in the bios. Sure enough, they were at 0. Fucking fuck. I put it to 100%, restarted, and then changed the settings I played with. Once that was done, I put the laptop aside. I struggled with the stupid body pillow, which at this point, I want to throw out the goddamn window. But it is helping with sleeping on my side and aligning my hips while I sleep.

I then did the exercises. I was only able to do about three or four outward motion with my left. I knew I was lucky to get that much. I had no problems doing the right. Then I did the others. I tried the one standing and adjusting my posture. My back DID NOT LIKE IT! I am still hurting. My spine is aching so bad. I took some advil and I am sure the constipation I am feeling isn’t helping. I woke up late so didn’t take Miralax. I just been taking fiber pills. Taking three things for the movement of bowels is hard. It’s worse when neither works. I went a little bit last night. It was better than nothing. I was hoping to get on top of it today but sleep interfered. I woke up at 8 to take my morning meds. I should have stayed up but didn’t and I regret that decision.

So now I have a heating pad on my back because it is sore with the AC on. Hope it works other than making me hot. I finished Dostoevsky’s Brother’s Karamazov today. Figures the last chapter had nothing to do with the plot!! I am just grateful it wasn’t long. I wrote a review on Goodreads. I plan on starting Dr. Stacey Freedenthal’s “Helping the Suicidal Person”. It is supposed to be good. Maybe it will help me be a little more hopeful and get me out of this funk. I am almost 90% sure I will end my life soon, though I am playing with the dates, again.

Tomorrow will be really hot. Twenty degrees hotter than today, which also does not help my back pain. It is also going to be yucky humid. I heard one school system has closed due to the extreme heat. That isn’t good.

Sox won today. I went to update the standings in my Twitter profile. I checked the MLB standings as I couldn’t remember if I did it or not yesterday. Seems I missed the whole Seattle series. OOPS. I corrected it. I made mention of wins or losses but never changed my profile to reflect it. Oh well. It is correct now.

Today my sister said she wasn’t having a BBQ but just throwing things on the grill. HAHAHA I got my brother in law a gift for Father’s day. He liked it. I had bought it for myself but it wasn’t what I expected. I am still looking for a keychain nail clipper with a file. I had one on my last set of keys but I lost them. I still haven’t been able to find them. I know I had them because I walked in the house. What I did after that point is a mystery. I was in a lot of pain and just want to rest so things were a blur. I have been careful where I set my keys down now. I have to remember to take them as they are in the kitchen. I don’t want to leave the house without them.

This morning, my cousin’s mother in law sent me a couple of pictures of my father set in a Jesus frame. My heart shattered in a million pieces. She sent them through FB messenger. For some reason, messenger downloads the images to my phone and I quickly deleted them. I didn’t want to see them. It hurt too much. I know she didn’t mean me no harm but it was unexpected. Sometimes as I flick through my phone and see the folder that I have of my father just gets me in ways. Even in death he is torturing me.

Feeling shitty and can’t sleep

by Midnight Demon, posted in Bipolar Disorder, blogging, Chronic pain, chronic physical pain, CRPS, depression, mental illness, mood disorders, painsomnia, physical pain, PTSD, suicidality

It is almost 2330. I had a burger later and then got sleepy. I’ve been trying to sleep for an hour but my damn foot keeps acting up. Bottom of my foot has this pressure pain. I am getting zaps in the side of my foot near my toes. My metatarsals are being ripped apart.

Then my brain is working none stop. For some reason, the source (evil demon from Charmed) keeps popping in my head. I will be talking to someone and then their eyes change to black and they want to envelope me. I don’t get it. I don’t usually have nightmares, not since I was a kid.

Pain is driving up my suicidality. I have been thinking about canceling my therapy appt for Monday. But I want to see him. I got 3 appts this week. I was going to have 4 but I am going to cancel my eye appt. I’ll just reschedule it. I have been trying to do the exercises my PT gave me but they are different than the ones we did when I saw her. I can do the one for my right foot but my ankle is too angry to try to do. I have no idea if having my knees up and doing one exercise is going to upset my foot/ankle. It was alright with the AFO on but I don’t wear it around the house. The. There is one exercise that sounds more like part of my notes than an exercise. Have no idea what that is about.

I think I am going to go back to regular pillows and not use the body pillow I have. It is annoying me. I also need to change my sheets but I have accumulated a bunch of shit on my bed that will take a few days to get off. I started clearing off some stuff. I have a gazillion pharmacy papers from my meds. I tried using the privacy stamp on it but it didn’t work. So it is back to the “to be shredded” pile, which is overflowing at this point.

Last night I was in a suicidal mood and sent my psychiatrist an email about things running through my head. I was expecting a phone call today but nothing and no reply. I forgot she was on vacation last week so that was why she didn’t read the article and blog I sent her. I really wanted her to read the article. But because she didn’t, I couldn’t talk to her about what was on my mind. She said she will get to it. I hope so.

Foot is hurting really bad. I took the breakthrough med a little while ago. I think a placebo would have worked better. I also took some more fiber pills. I went a little bit today but that was all. I am expecting a colon blow. But it just feels stuck. I feel really uncomfortable. Usually one will work and I am taking 3 different things. I don’t think the senna works for me anymore. I hope i go tomorrow.

One Drink Ago

by Midnight Demon, posted in Bipolar Disorder, blogging, chronic physical pain, CRPS, depression, mood disorders

One Drink Ago

This song is by Terri Clark and Dallas Smith. Terri is my favorite female country artist. She is fricken gorgeous and I have loved her since the early 90s. This song hasn’t made it to Boston radio yet. I don’t know if it will. I hate that some songs are released but don’t make their way up here.

I had a hard time sleeping due to pain and then being over tired. I think I tried to sleep some time after 1. It wasn’t a fitful sleep as my med alarm kept going off for my morning meds. Then I was able to sleep most of the day. I woke up around 12ish, made an egg and coffee. The coffee made me sleepy so I went back to sleep for a few hours. I have been taking fiber pills since last night, hoping to go but nothing is working. I took some more Miralax and fiber when I had something to eat for dinner. I had some more of my zucchini pie. I was going to have a burger but the pie is going to go bad if it is not eaten. I think I might have to throw it away tomorrow. I have been the only one eating it. My mother said it gave her diarrhea and my sister didn’t like the taste. Whatever.

Sox were part of the reason I was up. They took the lead and then lost it in the 8th inning. The bullpen came apart. Game is earlier tonight, 2000. Tomorrow it will be at 1600. Tomorrow is also father’s day. I have been thinking about my father most of the month. Still can’t believe he is gone some days. Today I was wondering what he was doing and almost said it out loud to my mother. Then I said to her, you know what I just thought, and told her. I asked her if she thinks of her mother the same way. She said she doesn’t but she does miss her. My grandmother died in 2006. It was a blessing as she was in chronic pain due to cancer and dementia. She wasn’t the same person anymore. I think it was the only time I cried because my mother had been crying when she passed. I didn’t see her. I didn’t want to. She died at home.

I love Carrie Underwood. Her voice is amazing. I added Something in the Water to my playlist. Her vocals are just mind blowing. So powerful. Her latest song Cry Pretty is another favorite of mine. It made me cry the first few times I heard it because it was talking to me. The lyrics was speaking to me. It is a very powerful song. I think I posted it a few weeks ago. If not, I will post it again. Can’t have too much Carrie.