dreary day despite the sun

Dreary day despite the sun

I have been in a depressed mood for most of the day. This pain is getting to me in an awful way. Then my settings on my word doc got changed while copying and pasting a blog and I haven’t been able to get them right. I have no idea what I did. I figured out how to fix it but I have to do it on each document. Frustrating. I will google the settings later.

I went to the pharmacy to pick up my prescriptions. I also got a bag of chocolates. Then I got reprimanded by the pharmacy tech for not buying the 75% off chocolates. I don’t like Russel Stovers and besides, it not like my foot will allow me to shop. Just ring up my purchase and I will be on my way, thank you. She kept on going on and on until a line formed behind me. Bitch. I usually get along with this person but from now on, I will just use the front registers for my purchases other than meds.

I was sweating by the time I came home so I decided to take a shower. I was risking it but I didn’t care. I needed to shower. I felt better afterwards. As I was coming up the stairs, my phone was ringing. My sister had called me. I called her back and she said she was with my mother at the hospital to get her foot checked out. As they were going to the car, she noticed my mother was off and looked hypo. Sure enough, her sugar was 31. It took a little bit to get her sugar back up to normal. So my sister had to stay another two hours at the hospital. She wanted me to feed her daughter. I was hungry myself as I had nothing to eat all day, so I made us some eggs.

I got a craving for ice cream so I put it on my grocery order for tomorrow. I tried to keep it under $100 but I never seem to be able to do this. I was able to get a $5 off my order though, so that is something. I had to get my bacon because both my mother and I like it so much. She cooks it more than I do but she leaves a few pieces of it for me. I haven’t been able to make my bacon sandwiches because of the pain I have been in. I am going to try this weekend. I just need one thing to make me feel like a human again. Even if I end up in bed the rest of the weekend, at least I tried. I haven’t been able to make my pancakes. That is a bummer for me because I love pancakes and I am usually full for the rest of the day.

This talk about food is making me hungry again. If my foot wasn’t hurting, I’d go to the sub shop and get a pastrami sub. I hate not being able to walk. It really sucks! I’m going to rummage through the freezer to see if there are hot dogs. I stole some bread from my sister’s place as we are out right now. My mother hasn’t done her food shopping in a while so we are down to the bare necessities.

suffering once again

Suffering once again

I woke up from a weird dream and had to use the bathroom. My foot exploded soon as I came back to room. I had to call my PCP to make an appointment to see what can be done for my pain but the office wasn’t open yet. I took my regular pain meds and waited a half hour. When I finally got through to my PCP’s office, he didn’t have any openings for this week. So I get to see him next week to discuss my pain. I emailed my psych and let her know. She was worried about me as she called me late last night because I didn’t answer the email she sent me.

I got a week before my appointment. It’s in the early morning so that is going to be fun. I don’t do well in early morning appointments but it was the only one that he had so I took it. I’ll just try and load up on caffeine before the appointment.

I am feeling pretty low so I am just going to stay in bed most of the day. I don’t care. I do have to go to Walgreens to pick up my scripts. I can pick them up in the afternoon. My foot is too sore to make a trip outside right now. I just took a Benadryl to get back to sleep. I’m still debating on taking a strong pain pill, but I will hold off for now. I might take it later this afternoon after my nap if it’s still throbbing.

Painful Monday

Painful Monday

I’m not having a good day. I woke up at 2 in pain. Tried to go back to sleep but I got hungry so around 3 I made some oatmeal. I fiddled with my laptop till around 5 or so and finally went back to sleep. My foot was hurting when I woke up a few hours later. I couldn’t win. It really depressed me. I had emailed a response to my psychiatrist around 4 in the morning. I am still waiting to hear back from her. She might not be checking her email.

I stayed in bed most of the day except when I had to use the bathroom. I finally moved my bowels and felt like I hit the lottery. I felt better, least around my stomach. I finally gave up on trying to see if the pain was going to settle down and took a strong pain pill. And that was it. I was toast the rest of the afternoon. My pillow and I snoozed until my mother called me sometime between 3 and 4 pm to tell me what she was making for dinner. I just yes her to death to get off the phone. I was in a good dream and wanted to know how it turned out. I never went back to it and I don’t remember what it was about now.

My prescriptions are ready to be picked up. I will do that tomorrow. My foot is still sore to go out. I probably could wing it but I don’t want to. The thought of getting dressed isn’t appealing to me. I have no idea what happened to my gray PJs that could pass as sweatpants. I thought I had packed them in my hospital bag but they weren’t in there. They are hiding somewhere in my room. I hate when clothes hide on me.

Because I have been so tired, I haven’t had much time to feel suicidal. The thoughts did cross my mind this morning before I took the strong pain pill. I wish my psych would answer the email. I wrote in it that I would be contacting my PCP to help sort out my pain better. Whether that meant increasing the strong pain pill dose or going to a longer acting medicine, I am not sure. The regular pain pills aren’t doing much for me. They bring my pain down but not enough to feel total relief.

Sundays are made for sleeping

Sundays are made for sleeping

Sundays are made for sleeping, when you are in pain and wake up in the early morning hours. I’m lucky my mother made dinner tonight as it hurt my ankle just to make some coffee. I got a Neurontin hangover because I took some more of it at like 5 am. It’s been close to 12 hours since my last dose of pain meds so I am feeling dizzy. I took a pill before dinner but it hasn’t kicked in yet. I am tempted to take the stronger pain pill. I was making sure there was nothing on my foot and accidently touch the sore part of my ankle. Now my pain is through the fucking roof. I just want to go back to sleep, and I might do just that.

I have been having suicidal urges since getting up at 1400. I still have to think seriously about this. Part of me wants to call my psych and part of me wants to say the hell with it. Only problem is that I don’t have the energy to go through with it. I have no motivation to put the plan in place. So I do nothing.

I have several things I need to do in my room. I need to empty the recycle bin and my trash bin by the bed. I also need to fill my pill box for the week. This tiredness that I feel is compromising me. I just want to sleep but I also don’t want to take out each pill individually when it’s time to take my night meds. I rather have them all in the box and then dump them out to take them. Just for the day, not the week.

It reached 55 degrees out. In February. In Boston. WTF. And I can’t enjoy it because I feel like a zombie and my ankle is hurting. Least the snow we got last weekend is melting. This week, I got to get new glasses. My eyesight has been giving me problems and I think it’s because the glasses are not as good as they should be. My prescription has changed but I haven’t been able to finagle getting them because of other expenses. I also need to replace my foam topper on my bed because it’s falling a part and not supporting me the way it used to. I found a gel topper for under $100 for my bed size so I will get that. I also found some flannel sheets that I like. I just hope they fit.

I needed to go to Walgreens to pick up my script of Zoloft. I will have to pick it up tomorrow if the pharmacy is open. Tomorrow is a holiday so I am not sure if they will have different hours or will be closed. I’ll go anyway to buy more dark chocolate. It’s been helping my mood. I have one or two pieces a day so I don’t think it will affect my weight much. I am not eating the whole package at once. But the chocolate is on sale so I would like to get more at that price if I can.