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NEW ENGLAND PATRIOTS ARE SUPERBOWL CHAMPIONS!!!!!

by Midnight Demon, posted in Bipolar Disorder, blogging, depression

NEW ENGLAND PATRIOTS ARE SUPERBOWL CHAMPIONS!!!!!

I took a nap before the game. I didn’t wake up till around the 3rd quarter but I watched it from the beginning to current play (I recorded the game). It was a difficult game. But the last touchdown that put the Pats on top was great! But with a few minutes left in the game, Seattle threatened to score. In comes the rookie and bam, interception. I was telling myself this guy who threw 4 interceptions last week didn’t throw one yet. His time was due and it couldn’t have been more perfect. It was such a huge play. I am so happy my Pats won with literally the skin on their teeth.

Snow storm is coming in, again. I won’t be going to PT again. I have decided to call it quits. I don’t give a fuck. I just was able to calm down my foot. I am not going to do exercises to bring my pain levels back up. I just don’t want to be in pain anymore. And if this is what I have to do, then this is what I have to do.

My pdoc got back to me. She said that she is “healing slowly”. No other word. Dammit, I need to talk to her! I hate this email crap. Sure it is fine when it is someone from another State or country but this person is my doc. I shouldn’t have care that is solely based on email! It is very frustrating.

I woke up around 0300. I couldn’t go back to sleep so I went on Twitter and saw all the posts about the Pats win. My therapist isn’t going to be in the office today because of the snowstorm. School got canceled once again. I hope they don’t cancel tomorrow. I need to talk to her! Last week was the first time in a LONG time that we only talked once a week. I need my twice a week sessions. I haven’t been texting her that much. I have nothing to say. I am just worried about things and only she can quell the anxiety around it.

I canceled my PT therapy appointment. They called before I did, super fricken early. There would be no way I could go even if I wanted to. Shuttle bus is delayed and so are the MBTA buses. It is a fricken blizzard out there. I’m not going out. I checked on the delivery of my printer and that seems to be on hold as well. Damn weather! I want my printer now dammit! But at least it is in my the town I live in so I should *hope* tomorrow will be the first delivery it makes and I don’t have to wait till the end of the day!

My stuff from Amazon won’t be coming till the end of the week. I ordered a must needed calendar. It helps me keep track of time and days rather than always looking at my phone. I also got my Selsun Blue shampoo. It was cheaper than it would be at Walgreens, $6/bottle. Can’t beat that price when they go for at least 8-9 bucks. I got the one specifically for itchy scalp so I hope it helps me.

I am playing all four accounts to play my game on Facebook today. I wish I could say that I was bored but each account just needs about three things. I also have to remember where I planted the short crops (those that take a short time to harvest) as I am getting confused. I keep having to log back out and in again. Luckily for the three accounts the password is the same. My main account has a different password that I change frequently so I don’t get hacked. I am getting old missions done on these accounts but one account, I completed one and got four more! Yikes!! Luckily, they were easy. I still have to plant 60 pumpkins (short crop, 1 hr) and then harvest them for the mission. Might do that tomorrow.

If the streets are clear tomorrow, I might go into the Square and get my last, lone prescription. It is the last one that I desperately need. The other one can wait.

Think after switching back and forth through my accounts has tired me out. I really don’t remember what I am doing anymore, and for which account. Might take a break and then do some more later. I need to do some reading today, anyways.

SuperBowl Sunday

by Midnight Demon, posted in Bipolar Disorder, cauda equina syndrome, depression

SuperBowl Sunday

Been thinking about what to write today. Nothing has really changed since yesterday, though my stomach feels better. I found a pair of glasses that I thought I lost last night while looking for the Lincoln DVD. I have no clue where the hell this disc is. I have looked everywhere for it. I might have to buy another one. Then I will find the old one. Isn’t that always the case?

Last night I had an anxiety attack. I took a pill to calm down, showered, then tossed it up. Yup, I got sick in the shower. First time that happened. It took me a couple of hours to finally take my night time meds. I don’t know why my stomach was so topsy turvy. I didn’t eat anything that was bad. I guess it is just nerves.

My father is driving me crazy. He called today saying he has a bruise on his abdomen. That usually means his blood thinner is too high. A snow storm is supposed to hit the next two days, starting tonight. I don’t know if the office is going to be open tomorrow. My Tuesday schedule is probably going to be all screwed up because I most likely will have to take the bastard to the docs. And I can’t say anything to my sister about the bruise, but I need to borrow her car to take him to the appointment. I am so sick of coordinating his medical care.

Last night he was in one of his moods, the pick on me moods. He saw my haircut and just started laughing. Asshole. And then he wants something from me?? He is the king of jerks.

Going to read as much as I can today. I have less than 300 pages to go with the Civil War book. I figure if I read at least a chapter a day, I might be able to get through the book sometime this month. I want this book off my bed by the end of the month, so that is my goal.

I’m listening to country radio, which keeps going from stereo to non stereo and it’s annoying me. I haven’t been able to find the right “spot” to prevent this from happening. But oh well. It’s music and that is all I care about.

I don’t know why I was so anxious last night. It was awful. I was extremely annoyed and irritable. I guess things were building as my aunt made a comment about me wearing my hat in the house. She wanted me to take it off, or just be a bitch. I am not sure. But it annoyed me. Then my father made his remarks. I told my niece Happy Birthday and left. I couldn’t take being the butt of jokes anymore. I don’t know what the hell my aunt’s problem was. It’s not like I have not worn the hat in the house before. I always wear it so I don’t get the big fucking deal. And I refused to take it off. But my father was watching the whole charade. Totally pissed me off. Guess it started with my other aunt calling me “missy” several times, which totally made me so fucking pissed, but I didn’t say anything. I fucking hate my ‘family’ so much. And then people wonder why I want to kill myself.

Sound of a Million Dreams

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

Sound of a million dreams

I heard this song today and it got me thinking about stuff, like it always does. Song is by David Nail. One of the lines is, “I labor for hours because I know the power of song when a song hits you right”. It reminds me of the song that I analyzed and wrote about a few years ago. I have it published on my blog and I hope that one day it will be in a journal of some sort. Maybe when I get my degree.

I am so tired today. I haven’t done anything. I should be making space for this new printer I plan on getting this week. Damn ink is going to cost more than the printer! It will be good to get a printer again, a working one! I have two right now that are junk. I plan on putting them on my front lawn and say “FREE”. They will be done in no time. Only problem is that it snowed today so I can’t put them out yet. I am NOT putting this new printer in my office. It gets too hot in there because my mother keeps the door shut all the time. It will dry out the ink really quick and I don’t want that happening to my new ink. I just hope there isn’t an ink fiasco like I have had at work installing new printer cartridges. Seems I get more ink on my hands than I do in the printer!

I have been quiet on Twitter today. I really don’t have much to say. I found out that the AFSP (American Foundation of Suicide Prevention) has finally fucking recognized ‘lived experiences’. They have designated some blue ribbon in recognition of this. I commented a little about it on Twitter but not too much. I know that suicide can be a sore subject for those that have survived a suicide. I am going through that with the loss of my friend Chris.

I bought a gallon of spring water and it is still sitting on my bed. I plan on filling up my used water bottles, that is the plan anyway. I don’t drink as much water as I should but once I get thirsty, sucking down water is easy.

I’m in minimal pain today. Though I am so damn sleepy. I didn’t have a good sleep. I woke up at 0430. Then 0630. I forced myself back to sleep and woke up a few hours later. I shut my phone off so I didn’t get distracted. I knew my father was going to call sometime after 0900 to see when I was going to come over. But it was really snowy and icy so I decided to stay home. I am surprised I didn’t get any delay alerts for the buses today. I am glad they are running on time. I hope they run on time tomorrow so I can quickly see my father and then leave. I hate spending time with him. He is so vain. The world revolves around him. I can’t stand him but I have to put up with him.

I am still waiting for my tax information from Amazon about my book. I still am not sure if I am going to go to H&R block or try and do the taxes myself. Last year I didn’t file because all I collected was my disability check. I think I might get in trouble because I didn’t file my state. Our state says that you need to file to make sure you have health insurance or you get penalized. But I didn’t file for my federal so figured I didn’t have to for my state. I will owe this year because of my book sales. I just hope it’s not a lot of money.

And the memes for Deflategate still keep coming. I wish I could block the content of every single one, but then I will greatly decrease my readership of the people I have known for a year now. I wish the Superbowl was this weekend so it would finally end. And it’s always the Pats that seem to get stuck with the ridiculousness of stupidity. Nevermind the NFL is full of wife beaters, rape assholes, and dog abusers. That is ok. But fucking play with a deflated ball and holy hell breaks loose.

Patriots win!

by Midnight Demon, posted in blogging, depression

Patriots win!

I watched a nail biting, painful football game tonight. American football, not soccer. By the start of the 4th quarter, I was seriously doubting my home team. But we pulled a win out of our ass. And a win is a win, even if it was ugly. I can’t wait to watch the OSU vs Oregon game Monday night. I lost 11 followers on Twitter. Every time I swear during the game, I lose followers but I don’t care.

Sometime during the 4th quarter, I started getting dizzy, even though I was sitting down. Even now my head is spinning and I am up in my room. I think it maybe due to either dehydration or exhaustion, or both. I woke up very early this morning and have not really rested. I am wicked tired and think I am getting another cold. My cough from my previous cold is still with me. It has been more than a month since I have had this cough. It’s not all the time, but it gets annoying when I try having a conversation with someone.

I thought a lot about my therapist today because it is our anniversary. I have been with her for fourteen years. And this depresses me because I know in a month my surgery anniversary is coming up. It was a tough time and I was losing my mind. I ended up in the hospital and my back gave out on me. I left AMA to see my chiropractor, which turned out to be a huge mistake. I ended up with CES, cauda equina syndrome, 12 hours after the adjustment. This has changed my life forever.

I guess this is why I have been so down lately. I have been thinking where I would be had not had a neurological injury. My back probably would still hurt. But I think if I didn’t get the chiropractic adjustments, it eventually would have gone away. Too bad it took 2 surgeries for me to be on medicine that helps my pain.

It’s 330 am and I just woke up in pain. Yay me. NOT. I started reading my Twitter line and then I started crying. I don’t know why. The stuff I was reading was mostly about Scotty McCreery, nothing too provoking. I was also crying during the football game, but those were tears of joy. I don’t know what these tears are about. I am just feeling wicked emotional right now.

For most of the day, I had been dealing with a low level sadness. It was my mother’s bday and I didn’t have money to get her a card or anything. Course, I think cards are a waste of money anyways. People don’t keep them like they used to and then if they do, they get thrown away anyways. I just don’t have “extra” money. I spent most of my money on meds this month and a few grocery items. That was it. I need a fucking job. But I can’t work the way things are right now. It would kill me. I would be in too much pain.

I don’t know why my right ankle is bothering me. Usually it is just my left. The pain seems to have gone away, which is good. Maybe I was just sleeping in a bad position or something.

Monday I have physical therapy and it is going to be snowing for most of the morning. Just fucking wonderful. I am tempted to cancel the damn appointment. But, we’ll see. If the temp is about 25 degrees, I will go. If it is less than that, I will cancel. I am not going to go out in the freezing, snowy weather. The reason for this is because the cold causes my back to cramp up on me. It happened yesterday while I was waiting for the bus after I left my father’s place. I was pretty bundled up, too! It was only 20 degrees out. Not as bad as the other day but still cold enough to hurt me.

I hope I can go back to sleep. I really don’t want to stay up all day. It is almost 430 am now. I have been up for an hour. If I don’t get back to sleep, that will so suck. I think with the pain medication and Ativan, I should be able to go back to sleep. I don’t know what I will be doing today. I think there will be a broncos game. The winner of that game will determine who the Patriots play next week. I hope it is the Colts. I really don’t want to see Manning’s ugly face. I can’t stand him because he is not a team player. He is only out there to do stuff for him and if it doesn’t happen, he yells at his teammates. That isn’t right.

Looks like I will be going back to sleep. YAY! Thank you meds!