Random 813

I woke up from another nap, feeling wicked hot. I changed the settings on my fan to what they were before. I thought a lower setting would keep me cool but nope. It didn’t. I am back to a medium setting. My pain was acting up so I took some more pain meds. Then I “woke” up and can’t seem to settle down so I took a Benadryl. I have been using them more rather than taking Ativan because it works fast and knocks me out for at least 4-6 hours.

I started reading Twitter on my phone. It was making me laugh and be serious, because of the idiocy of Trump. People are really creative when it comes to memes and stuff. That is what makes me laugh. I do have a wicked bad feeling Trump is going to cause a war. It might not be soon, unless he gets impeached, but I have a feeling it will be while he is in office. He is just alienating a lot of countries. And they don’t like it. I just hope I figure out a way to die before the war starts.

I am really tired but I can’t seem to fall back to sleep. Pain isn’t helping. My damn toes are hurting me. There is nothing that I can really do except wait for the pain meds to kick in. I feel like having the last slice of cake but then I would have to clean the dish and I don’t want to. I’ll have my mother do it tomorrow, hahaha.

Starbucks has come out with a new coffee from Guatemala. It’s supposed to have cocoa notes and an aroma of orange. I think I will try it. I haven’t had a clover coffee in a while since my Brazil coffee went out of stock. I miss that coffee. It was so good. I will have the clover coffee and then my espresso over ice. I know it’s going to be a long day Tuesday because I will be in the ER most of the day.

I had to call Sprint yesterday because they still didn’t take off the charge of $200 on my account from when I lost my phone. The guy gave me a confirmation number saying that it should take about 7 days to clear out. Right now my bill is almost “delinquent” because I haven’t paid them this money. I am not going to because the money should have been taken off. Bums. I am not paying it.

The weather people are unsure how much snow we are going to get tomorrow so the basic idea it to make sure you have milk and bread. Why these items have become a staple during a snow storm, I have no idea.

Random 477

I didn’t do anything today. I woke up late and ordered food. Pain was bad but not as bad as last night. I took my meds and waited for the food to get here. It was good and then I went back up to my room. I had started writing a blog but then I fell asleep. I just couldn’t keep my eyes open. I took a nap.

I am in a better mood than I was before the nap. Everything was annoying me. I am tired of being in pain. That is the bottom line. I am wiped out. I have no more energy to deal. I am completely depleted. I just want to die because I just can’t face another day of pain. Tomorrow there is going to be a blizzard. I am not looking forward to it.

I still need to pack for the hospital. I will do it tomorrow, if I feel like it. I took my meds when I woke up and then had a piece of pumpkin cake. I have two slices left. I love this cake. My psych hasn’t written to me about it so I am guessing she hasn’t retrieved it from her office. I hope it is still there come Monday.

It’s been hot and cold in my room all day. I shut the fan off and within a half hour, it’s hot again. I turn it back on and I get cold. UGH, I am so frustrated. I hope the hospital temperatures are at an even keel but you never know. The door has to be open so that sucks. I can’t really sleep unless it’s closed but they don’t allow that for checks. I’m not looking forward to going in. Maybe I just overreacted and don’t need to be in at all. But I think I will feel safer if I am in the hospital than not when another flare up occurs.

Early rising and then crashing

Early rising and then crashing

I woke up around 6 and was really hungry. I had taken some more Neurontin around 0200 and was still feeling the effects of it. I was kind of woozy but still okay to get up and make breakfast. I made oatmeal pancakes and coffee. I was hoping the coffee would keep me awake but no chance. I finished my coffee and then fell back to sleep. I didn’t wake up until my mother called me around 1245. I was kind of grumpy but I had to go to the bathroom really bad so it kind of worked out.

She called because she needed me to go to the website to check for a recall on a dehumidifier unit that we have. It turns out that it is being recalled. To prove it, I got to take some pictures and then upload it to the website. Pain in the ass. It’s snowing pretty good and the wind is horrible so I will do it tomorrow.

I plan on making my pumpkin cake today. I have been dying to make it but pain has been the chief determent. I feel pretty good right now, despite going up and down the stairs a few times for the stupid dehumidifier unit bullshit. My ankle isn’t angry with me but my back is sore. It was sore while I was making pancakes so I had to sit a few times to mix the batter and then while they cooked. Damn weather is causing me a lot of pain. I don’t know when the snow is going to stop as I haven’t seen the weather report or paid much attention to it.

I emailed my psychiatrist that I would be bringing her a treat tomorrow so that is kind of an incentive for me to make the cake. I am waiting for the cool whip to thaw a bit before I make it. I should have taken it out last night but I wasn’t thinking. It’s kind of warm in the kitchen so I hope it thaws in the next couple of hours. I don’t think it will take that long but you never know.

Someone from Cornell University got in touch with me via Twitter about doing a pain study. They will be calling me via Skype in a half hour or so. I am kind of nervous about it. It’s supposed to be between a half hour and an hour long. I guess it depends on how fast the questions go. They want to know how chronic pain and social media helps you or something like that. They will give you a $10 Amazon gift card after participating. Not much but at least it’s something. I wasn’t going to do it because they were going to audio record the session. I don’t like recordings so I told them that and they said I don’t have to have the recording. So that is cool. I wish I could use my laptop for the session but there is something wrong with my microphone so I need to use my phone. I hope no one calls me. Whenever I need to use my phone for something, someone always calls me. I hate that.

going insane with pain

Going insane with pain

I have been trying to sleep for the last couple of hours. Every time I move my damn foot, it counters with pain. I tried without the covers, with the covers, hanging my foot off the bed. Nothing is working. Meds aren’t touching the pain because it’s nerve pain so I got to wait for the Neurontin to kick in, which is whenever it feels like it. I haven’t quite timed it right so I never know when it is going to work. I do feel sleepy from it and groggy but it’s not enough to knock me out entirely. I just took an Ativan so I hope that will help me sleep.

I sent my therapist the blog I wrote. I thought she should have the last blog I wrote about her. I am really going to miss her a lot. On a whim, I emailed the new therapist that my Twitter friend sent me. I hope she is taking new clients. It will really suck if she isn’t. I will feel really bummed out. I hate having another female therapist but I think there are more female ones in the area than males. In the 26 yrs that I have been in therapy, only 3 have been males. I have had 13 therapists.

I am in so much pain that I am thinking of ways to cut off my damn ankle. Fortunately, I don’t have the equipment handy to do the deed. I did have an idiot friend of mine willing to lend me her chainsaw. She catches one or two of my posts and doesn’t realize what I need it for. Drives me crazy. I don’t know if I would ever be able to really cut off my ankle but I do fantasize about it a lot. Then at least the pain that I felt would be justified. The pain that I feel right now isn’t because of some injury or anything. It just fucking hurts. There is swelling but that is it’s only symptom besides pain. I fucking hate this pain syndrome because there is different types of pain every single night. Sometimes it’s my ankle, or my toes, or my foot, or another part of my ankle. I can’t keep up with the changes and the different kind of pain that I feel. It is frustrating and then when you see the doc, they think you are just making it up. Least it feels that way to me.

I am really sad that I don’t have a therapist anymore. I miss having someone to talk to every week. It really kept me sane even if we talked about the same thing every week. But it was getting frustrating with my therapist because her anxiety just kept getting in the way of me talking about things. Then she would go on a talking binge and I couldn’t get a word in edge wise. It was really bumming me out because I felt like it was MY time and it turned into HER time most of the session. I hope my next therapist isn’t like that. I hope the new therapist responds to the email I sent her. I really hope so. If she isn’t taking new clients then I will really be bummed. I also hope she can help me cope better with my chronic pain. That would be so neat. But we’ll see. I am really nervous about her response. She might want me to just call her office number, which I have but if she isn’t taking anyone, why would she do that? I am just nervous about it. It’s hard seeing someone new.