Tag: complex regional pain syndrome

diets and other things

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

Diets and other things

I had a hard time sleeping because of pain and the voices. The voices started up around 1800 last night and they were telling me people were out to get me, they hated me, and were trying to steal my thoughts. I became really anxious so I called my psych, who told me to take some Ativan. I had taken a strong pain pill and I think that is why my sleep was disrupted. My psych wanted me to call her today.

I didn’t stick to my diet today. I just ate what I wanted. I wasn’t planning on going out today but I wanted a burrito so I went to the Square and got one. Then I went to Starbucks to eat it and have my espresso and write a little bit. I tried writing for about a half hour with my new pen. It was a fine point and wrote smooth. I liked it but I prefer my medium point. I saw my bus go by and checked my watch. The next bus was coming so I left to go to the bus stop.

I went to Walgreens for my mother and they still didn’t have what she wanted so I got a raincheck for the item. I got some instant pasta so I could have it for supper. My mother called me to say she was making spaghetti. I will just have the pasta tomorrow. I hate skipping my diet but I wanted real food. Just having liquid protein is tough. I made it through yesterday okay but I was starving when I woke up at 0230 this morning. I had another Ensure and tried to go back to sleep.

I was on Twitter for most of the day. I saw that the Star Trek Twitter had posted a game from Think Geek. It’s a Monopoly game with a Klingon theme. I want it really bad! I think it will be fun to play with my nieces and nephew. I will get it when my check comes in next.

My ankle is still fucking hurting really bad. I am tempted to take another strong pain pill as I can’t take my regular meds for the next couple of hours. I took Neurontin this morning to keep the burning away. I feel groggy from it and the espresso helped but I am feeling really sleepy now that I am home. My psych called me back and I told her about the stressors that contributed to my psychosis yesterday. I would write about it but I am being watched so I can’t talk about it.

I didn’t have any sweets today though I really wanted to get a donut at Starbucks. I am trying to lay off junk food and sweets. It’s hard because I like those things.

I caved in and took a strong pain pill. I couldn’t help it. The pain is getting worse and I am going nuts from it. My suicidality is increasing because of it. I figure if I stop the pain, the suicidality will go down. I just want to end my life anyway, just for the hell of it. Just try it and see what happens. I die, I die. If I live, I live. I don’t fricken care. I just want to get the devil out of my system.

I think tomorrow, if I am not hungover or in really bad pain, I will change my sheets. The sheets I have on now keep coming off the bed, which is annoying me. The stupid foam topper keeps shifting and I don’t know why, which takes the sheet with it. I have had to adjust the thing every other day and I am getting tired of it!

errands and therapy

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

Errands and therapy

I woke up at 0300 in pain and had a hard time getting back to sleep. I thought about staying up but it was too early to be up all day. So I went back to sleep around 0600 only to wake up about three hours later. I didn’t want to do a damn thing. I thought about cancelling therapy or at least rescheduling but I didn’t. I took a shower and that further exhausted me. I rested for a bit. I had to go to the bank and drop off my jeans to the tailors to be fixed.

I got dressed and made my way to the bank. It was slow going and I had to stop at the bus stop to rest for a few minutes. I went to the bank and did what I had to do. I then walked down to the tailor’s shop about three blocks away. I was getting so tired, I didn’t think I was going to make it home. I dropped off my jeans and had to register for the computer system. It’s been a long while since I was last there. I walked home and at another bus stop, I stopped to rest for a few minutes. I came home and was dragging. I didn’t want to go back out. I just wanted to nap the rest of the day. My legs were killing me. My ankle was sore (bad one). I finally managed to get to my room and I crashed. I drank an Ensure with my pain meds and tried to nap. Course, it was close to the time I had to leave so I couldn’t fall asleep. I just rested for about a half hour.

I got dressed again and went to the bus stop to go to the Square. My Bluetooth headphones were giving me grief. They kept on skipping while playing the songs. I tried everything I knew and nothing was working. I went to my bank to deposit the money I took from the other bank. I had to pay a bill. I went to Starbucks and got my espresso. I didn’t feel like having anything else. I uninstalled the MP3 player, thinking it was the reason the songs were skipping. I installed a new music player and was having the same issue. Now it was either the connection or the headphones. I was too tired to figure it out. I wrote in my journal and then left for therapy.

I am starting to think this guy is not for me. We are just talking and it doesn’t seem like he cares at all about my problems or suicidality. I discussed the blog post I wrote yesterday about the new diagnosis and told him it fits me. We talked about it but didn’t. He noticed my mood was low and I told him I was frustrated because I now have to wear diapers, my family isn’t supportive around my medical or psych issues, and I just want to kill myself for the hell of it. Some how we ended up talking about baseball and the session was over. See you next week. Meanwhile I am wondering what the hell just happened. I am getting frustrated by this guy. He doesn’t want to use any psychometrics or assessments in my suicidality. I am having a hard time with this.

I left his office feeling like “what the fuck am I doing”? I was really hungry. I have been on this liquid protein diet all day but didn’t have any protein other than the soy I put in my espresso. I couldn’t decide if I wanted a burrito or not. The bus came so I just went home. I restarted my phone and the Bluetooth glitch fixed itself. I went to Walgreens because my mother wanted a few items that were on sale. I got a protein bar so I wouldn’t cheat on my diet. I ate it on the way home and then had another Ensure. I am feeling full and sleepy right now. I met the protein requirement for the day with 40 calories to spare. I’m taking my meds early and going to try and sleep early. I just hope I don’t wake up in the middle of the night in pain, again. I knew it was going to throw me off. But I did a lot despite being sleep deprived. Tomorrow I am just going to rest (or try to). I am in a lot of pain right now as my ankle is screaming at me. If I hit being overtired, I am screwed.

trying something different

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

Trying something different

I woke up in pain again around 0630. I took some pain meds and so far, I don’t seem to be needing anymore for the time being. I went back to sleep a few hours later. When I got up, I decided I was going to try the liquid protein diet again. So I had a drink and then made coffee. The coffee came out a little weak because I put too much water. I hate when I do that. I am going to try and stick with this diet. If I can make it all week on it, I will try it next week or until I run out of protein drinks. I have gained four pounds so I am hoping to lose that and a little more. It is hard to lose but I hope I can stay on this course. It’s my second attempt at this as the first time didn’t work out as well.

Allergies are really bad today. I am congested and sneezing a lot. I am going to try and work on my paper. I am going to try and read it and see what information I can pull from it. The one piece of information I was waiting on from the author of the paper wrote back to me so I will include that in my analysis.

It’s another nice day. I opened the back door. My mother needs to have the screen doors repaired as they are getting more patched up than screened. Every time it rains, the patches blow away as they are just stuck on with tape-like thing.

I got my favorite country radio station playing on my Kindle. I really want to go back to sleep but I am going to try and avoid it. I need to write like a bullet point for this blog and then write up some things that I want to work on with my therapist. I was thinking of them last night as I was drifting off to sleep. There are about three or four things I really want to work on. I am kind of scared because I am not used to asking what I want from therapy. I just expect the therapist to know after I talk for a little bit. But the last few sessions haven’t left me feeling like anything is happening other than me rattling off my history and how bad my childhood was.

My new Depends underwear came in so I will start wearing them tomorrow. I got a couple samples in the package with a coupon. I’ll take a shower tonight. I just hope they fit me. I have a huge package so if they don’t fit, I am screwed. I hate that it has come to this. I have stopped one of my medications. I am not taking it this week and see how my bladder does.

in a lot of pain with no end in sight

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

In a lot of pain with no end in sight

I woke up around 0630 with my foot hurting. I took some pain meds and then made coffee. I wanted to go to the Museum of Fine Arts today but that isn’t happening. I also wanted to take my jeans with the broken zipper to be fixed but that isn’t happening either. I heard a crash downstairs and when I rushed to check on my mother, pain was all that I felt. I am fucking miserable.

I guess low key activities are in order today. I will be reading the article I want to blog about sometime today provided the two pain pills I took doesn’t leave me higher than a kite. I had to take 2 because the pain is just so severe. I had taken one about half an hour ago and the pain got worse when I went to lie down. I want to nap but it just doesn’t seem that is going to happen. The pain is just throbbing so damn bad. I fucking hate when I wake up with pain because I have no idea if it is going to get worse with me moving around or not. Seems that moving around is not a good thing to do today.

I also plan on reading some more of the Robert Lowell book. I have like 9 chapters left to read so I am getting there. I am half way through Huck Finn and a friend gave me a book about Maya the bee or something like that. That is on my next book to read list. I don’t know when I will read Dostoevsky. I still haven’t finished Brothers Karamazov. I am close to finishing that one but it just drags on and on. If it was a regular book, I could see my progress but it’s on a Kindle so I have no idea how long the chapter is or how much more I need to read. Very frustrating.

I have another headache today. I think the new pillows are hurting me. One already got flat and the other is big and fluffy. I haven’t decided which one I like better. Neither helps my ankle/foot/toes pain. I am just in a bitter mood today. I haven’t had breakfast yet. I’d like to make pancakes but that doesn’t seem like it’s going to happen either. I had a donut and a fiber one bar with my coffee, but that was like 3 hours ago. Maybe I will wait a little and make hot dogs. Sox game is on at 2. I have no idea who is pitching. I haven’t seen the lineup posted, though I haven’t been on Twitter much today. They lost last night.

It’s a good day today, 64 degrees. I hate that I am cooped up inside because of pain. Maybe if the strong pain pills work and don’t knock me out, I can go and get my jeans fixed later this afternoon. Just sucks that I am in fucking pain. I hate it. It just stresses me out. Starting to feel the effects of my meds. Better go make some hot dogs before I pass out…