psych appointment and other things

I will be so damn happy when my baby is back in my possession. Stupid Excel is having problems loading on my old laptop. I wanted to update a few files and I can’t because it won’t open.

I went to my psychiatrist’s appointment. It went well, though I didn’t bring up the TG stuff. It slipped my mind as we were talking about therapy and my horrible sleeping. She suggested I take melantonin. I have been afraid to take this because I am afraid it will have the opposite affects. And most of the time you cannot take it if you are on antidepressants. But I am not on antidepressants so there shouldn’t be any interactions that I know of. She doesn’t think the meds I take are causing me to be hyper. So it must just be the Bipolar in me. I have never had regular sleep in so long. I used to be able to sleep 12 hour days but that hasn’t happened in a very long time. She also warned me that the hospital is updating their electronic records system so it might be difficult to get refills, least from her because I guess there is a lot of clicking involved. She doesn’t like this system but it integrates a lot of departments that will be useful to clinicians. I have heard it is a pain in the ass from other departments. She told me that one hospital it crashed for several hours. Nice system. But as I know from experience, there are always going to be bugs when a new system rolls in. We had that problem in the lab when we had our new system. It took a long time to log in one specimen. The system crashed due to memory problems. It could only hold so much data before it crashed so it had to be purged every eight hours or so and took a half hour to do so. It was ridiculous. But the system got better as years went on. Hopefully when this system is online, my psych will get used to it.

I have been up since 0500 and I am so very tired. I had breakfast before 0700 and haven’t eaten anything since, except for candy. I am too tired to make a sandwich. My mother told me we are having lentil soup for supper, so maybe I will also make a grilled cheese sandwich so I get full. I need a nap because I have been going since 0800. I went to my appointment and then had to go over my father’s to do an errand. When I get there he tells me his liver doctor called. I thought this was weird because all his doctors know to call me, not him as he gets confused and doesn’t understand what they are saying. He told them to call back at 1300 when I would be there. Well, 1300 came and went and I was tired of being around him. He annoys me so much. I have no idea who called him as I called the doctor’s office and spoke to the secretary. No one that she knew called him. I told him if they callback, to give them my number and left. Then I waited for the bus and this young kid was asking for change. He ran into his buddy and I guess he gave him money because he bought a drink and then left.

My ankle is not liking me right now. It’s really not going to like me as I have been going up and down the stairs looking for the FedEx and mail trucks. Neither have shown up yet. I am still waiting for a check to come to me. It’s been weeks that I have been waiting. I know it will come when I give up hope it will come that day. I really hope the FedEx truck comes soon. I really want to take some pain meds and nap.

I didn’t ask my psychiatrist if she still wanted me around. I guess sleep deprivation really makes you forget stuff. I am going to ask my therapist this question. I just don’t feel like I am worthy to be seen by them. I am so tired of living. It’s just too painful.

Quote of the Day 9 Nov 2015

A definition of suicide should never be undertaken lightly. Much, especially implications for individual rescue and for global survival, depends upon it. The task of defining suicide is worthy of a separate book. Edwin Shneidman, Suicide as Psychache

Hot Cold, Cold Hot

Hot cold, cold hot

For the past two days, I have been either freezing cold or burning hot. I am not running a fever. I will wear layers and then get too hot and have to remove them only to be cold a few minutes later. I only got a few hours sleep so I know I am going to be cold today. I always am when I run on no sleep. I don’t know how I have been surviving on so little sleep lately. This is the second Saturday that I have been up most of the night. Last week, I didn’t go to sleep till 0600. Last night, I didn’t go to sleep till around 0500. I read, I wrote, I listened to music but nothing was making the meds work. I was very tired but I was too restless to go to sleep. I even put on my whisperer to drown out the quietness of my room because the fan wasn’t on. I haven’t turned the fan on today because I haven’t been burning up. I just have been really cold. The temp has dropped ten degrees so that is good. And it gets colder at night, too. My mother has been stingy with the heat, not that I mind in my current state. I thought it had to do with menopause but I emailed my psych and she told me to take my temperature. I got so aggravated. She said she will keep an eye on it. So in the mean time, I am oscillating between being really warm to freezing cold.

I have been trying to stay up and not take a nap, hoping that I fucking sleep through the night. I have to get up early tomorrow to see my psych. I have to be out of the house by the latest 0815. Football game was early this afternoon so nothing should keep me up. Last night there were two football games I was keeping track of, the Nebraska and OSU games. Both had awesome finishes, though I really wish I watched the end of the Nebraska game. They came back to win it all. It was awesome. I did watch OSU get their last touchdown to clinch the win. Cardale Jones was very good last night.

I have been texting my therapist stupid shit just because I can. I don’t get a response so it’s like tweeting. I wrote her a letter last night that I need to print out and send her. I was going to blog it but it’s too personal. I don’t remember what I wrote. I know I included the quotes from the last two nights. It was easier than sending her the link to the blog.

Went to BPD chat tonight, even though the topic I wasn’t comfortable with. It was talking about shame. There are lots of things I feel ashamed about. It struck a nerve for me. I didn’t give specific details because I really didn’t want to get into my disability but I could definitely relate to most of what they were talking about. One of the things is body image. I don’t know if I have the body image disorder or if the TG stuff is making it difficult for me to “like” my body. I really hate myself, all of me. There is not one thing I like, except for maybe my hair because I have control over it. I can cut it short, grow it long, style it the way I want, etc. I can’t do that with the things on my chest. I hate them with a passion. But I feel so self-conscious about them because they are there. There is nothing I can do about them, least not yet. But it still makes me hate my body because I can’t stand it. And then being overweight and always being called fat by my father nearly every day of my life doesn’t help.

I woke up from a nap and will be hopefully go back to sleep soon as I just took my night meds. It felt good to have like a 4 hour nap but now I am awake, cold but awake. I woke up hotter than hell but now I am cold again. Something is wrong with me. But I have no fever so that is good. I don’t see my doc this month. I see him next. I think something is going on with my thyroid. It would explain so much. But knowing me, nothing is ever that easy. And I can’t believe my stupid doc didn’t order thyroid testing for my annual. When I see my psych tomorrow, I am going to ask her to order it. Three days of this is enough!

Quote of the Day 8 Nov 2015

Suicide is not a right anymore than is the right to belch. If the individual feels forced to do it, he will do it. That capacity for untoward action cannot be taken away. Edwin Shneidman, Suicide as Psychache