Tag: psychosis

relieved and other things

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

Relieved and other things

I had a difficult morning waking up. My sister, who is still in Italy, called me this morning, waking me up. She wanted to talk to my mother. I told her she had already left for my Aunt’s house and wasn’t home. I fell back to sleep until my mother called me. It was good that she did because I needed to be up. She wanted some antibiotic ointment and I told her I would get it today.

I went to Starbucks and had a sandwich with my espresso. I wrote in my journal until it was time to leave. I went to CVS to get my mother the ointment. I wanted to get my T pass at the station but the line was too long. I decided to get it as I got off my stop.

I was early for my appointment. I wore light shorts so I could be weighed. I lost 6 pounds since my last weigh in, which was at least a few months ago. I felt good about that. The resident saw me and then after she felt the lump, quickly left for the attending, which made me nervous. She didn’t say anything good or bad, just left in a hurry. My doc came in and examined me. He said it was just fat, a lipoma, which is nothing to worry about unless it grows. I felt so relieved I almost left my bag behind! I left the office and made my way to the station.

It was really muggy once I left the AC’d hospital. I was sweating by the time I walked to the station. I emailed my psych to let her know what my doc had found. I also let one of my friends know and she was relieved as well.

I came home and it was just in time for my bowels to unleash. Another minute and it would have been in my pants. I asked my mother if she wanted Chinese food for supper and she did. I bought it from my favorite places, though they were skimpy on the fried rice. It was good, though I wasn’t a fan of their lo mein. It tasted funny.

My mother asked me to change her bandages. She had pustules on her legs, at least a half dozen of them. I hope the antibiotic ointment helps her. I told her if it doesn’t get better to go back to the doctor. She waved me off like I didn’t know what I was talking about. You can’t tell my mother nothing these days.

I felt like getting an iced coffee at Starbucks while I was waiting for the bus. I didn’t get it. Now I wished I did. I am so sleepy and it’s too early to take my night meds and go to sleep. I hate humid weather as it just makes me sleepy. It’s really hot in the house and I don’t want to make coffee like I did last night. Just having dinner, I was sweating. I don’t know how my mother can stand the heat. It drives me nuts.

While I was cleaning up after dinner, I started hearing voices on top of the music in my head. I had to catch myself from speaking to them as my mother was still in the kitchen. I took an extra trilafon to try and quiet them down. I don’t need an incident like last year. Hard to believe that I have been on trilafon for almost a full year now. I hope the extra med helps and doesn’t lead to worsening of voices, than my normal ones. I think the stress of the day caused it and I should be fine tomorrow, I hope. Just wish the damn music in my head would stop.

TG issues 9

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

TG Issues 9

I have been meaning all week to go to the LGBTQ health center website for information about transitioning. It seems fairly straight forward, but I need a physical. So I call my PCP’s office to schedule one and they changed my existing upcoming appointment with my provider to a physical, in Oct! UGH. Four months I have to wait. I knew it would take time and maybe by then I will change my name.

Other than seeking out information, I did nothing else today. I tried to make a bacon sandwich but the bacon was just fatty with hardly any meat. I threw some of it away because I wasn’t going to eat it. I made the little pieces of meat and had it with toast. I told my mother I wanted penne pasta with gravy so I took a container out of the freezer so we can have it tonight.

While my mother was out, I shave the sides and back of my head till it was smooth as a baby’s behind. It looks kind of weird but I love it. I think the back is a little uneven but there is nothing I can do about it. I might ask my sister to straighten it out. It will grow back even though. It always does.

I was in pain and since I am low on my regular pain meds, I have been using Neurontin. I fell asleep again, hard like I did yesterday. I only woke up because my mother was calling and I had to use the bathroom. I had a shit load of messages on my phone. I have never seen the message bar all lit up before. My watch came in, which I was happy about. The rest of the messages were stupid. I read them while I was in the bathroom. My meds are ready to be picked up. I’ll go tomorrow as I am not feeling like going. Maybe I can get some dark chocolate while I am there.

A friend of mine in England wrote me a private message on FB. She wanted to know that she supports my decision for transitioning and she doesn’t care as I am an amazing person to her. It was a nice message. I haven’t responded because I am kind of overwhelmed with all that she wrote. It’s hard for me to take compliments and have them sink in. I still think I am a piece of shit so it’s really hard for me to hear that I am not and that I mean something to someone that isn’t a family member. I was glad she was so supportive. It means a lot to me because I come from such a judgmental family.

I hope my mother is cooking because I am starving. The Neurontin is making me really hungry. I have eaten more than one meal today, which is good. I am trying to pace myself but I can’t control the hunger cravings. It’s a good thing I don’t have the things I want to have because I would be eating all day. I am going to go to the Square tomorrow to buy burgers. I was going to go to a place but I figure for the price of a burger, I can get a six/seven pack and rolls.

Dinner was good. I had two bowls of pasta. I couldn’t help myself. It was so good. My ankle is hurting me. Earlier in the day as I was going up the stairs, my bad foot misjudged the step and kicked it instead of stepping on it. The bottom of my foot is still smarting and my ankle is loving it. I had to take one of my regular pain meds for it.

It’s hot today so I have had the AC running for a little while. I got cold and shut it off. Then it got hot again so it’s back on. I’ll probably keep it on during the night, unless the temp drops and it’s too cold to have it on. You never know with New England how it’s going to be in the night.

the thing

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

The thing

I am up past my “magic” hour because my thing aka my ankle/foot is causing me severe pain. I have taken all the meds I could possibly take and have just put on some lidocaine. I’m waiting for it to dry so I can possibly go to sleep.

I emailed my psych because I can’t sleep. It seems if I am up past 0200, I don’t go to sleep until the hours between 0400-0600. It’s a guessing game. I took an Ativan but I am so overtired, I don’t think it is going to calm me down enough to sleep. I really think I need a sleeping pill on nights like these, but I am afraid to take it because of the sleep walking or other strange things that people experience while taking it.

I am not expecting my psych to respond to my email, but she might. I was going to make a sauce today but I don’t think it is likely as I will want to sleep. I have therapy at 1600. As long as I can make it out of the house by 1400, I should be okay. Then I can have my espresso at Starbucks, which I hope will keep me up for a little bit. I think I might fry the ground beef and then refrigerate it until I make the sauce so the meat doesn’t go bad.

I am so tired but my damn thing is being a fucking bastard. I have decided to call it thing because different parts of my foot/ankle will hurt so it’s just easier calling it thing. I’m tired of having to differentiate what hurts and what doesn’t. The pain likes to hop around and go up and down and all around. It’s so infuriating. My physical pain was taken cared of by my pain meds and then it changed to nerve pain which isn’t taken cared of by my pain meds. I have to take Neurontin and that works whenever it decides to work. UGH. So in the meantime, I am suffering and can’t fucking sleep.

My toes are now part of the thing. The last three always fucking hurts and it’s like I am stubbing all three at once. It’s so painful. I guess I am not going to make any phone calls today. I will be too sleep deprived to make them. I wish I could move my therapy appt to another time but it’s too late to change it. I have 24 hours before the time to move and/or cancel it and it’s less than that time. I really don’t want to keep going to therapy. I just think it is a waste of time. I am fine handling things on my own. I have for a very long time.

I am getting hungry but I don’t want to go downstairs to make something to eat. I don’t think standing on my foot will help the pain any and I really don’t want it get worse. I won’t sleep until later and that won’t be good. It’s supposed to rain off and on all the day and tomorrow it’s supposed to rain all day. I have a dinner date with a friend of mine tomorrow night. We are going to my favorite restaurant for Thai food. I can’t wait. I haven’t had Pad Thai in a long time. It should be a good night out, despite the wet weather.

Did I mention I have songs shuffling in my head? It keeps jumping from one song to another and back again. It is driving me crazy. There is nothing I can take to stop the music playing unless I actually turn on my MP3 player but it’s too late for music and might keep me up rather than help me sleep.

I really need to call the dentist to reschedule my appointment. They had called me a few weeks ago saying that the dentist is no longer seeing patients on Tuesdays. Apparently he moved his schedule to Thursdays and Fridays, I think the message said. It’s fine with me, but I just need to call to make the appointment, which I have been procrastinating about. I hate going to the dentist. I hate the scraping of my teeth. I used to like it when I was a kid but now that I am an adult, it bothers me. I do have a cavity that needs to be filled, which further makes me want to postpone the appointment. I know that isn’t good because it could get bigger and cause me more problems, which is why I try and brush my teeth every day even if I don’t feel like it.

I need to lie down. Maybe if I do lie down, I will fall asleep. My back is starting to hurt from sitting the past several hours. I will write more later.

Freaking Friday

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

Freaking Friday

I woke up around 0430 because my bladder told me to. Luckily, I was able to go back to sleep after taking some pain meds. I didn’t want to get up around 1030. I had an hour or so before I had to catch the bus to see my psych. I really wanted to cancel it but I needed to talk to her and get a refill on my Zoloft.

I got to the Square and went to Starbucks. I had espresso and a breakfast sandwich. By the time I was done, it was time to catch the train. The appt went okay. I told her I was still suicidal because I am just fed up. She said to call her if I was going to through with my plans. She refilled my prescription and I see her in two weeks.

I went back to the square and the bus was late. Actually, it never showed up and I was pissed because there was an asshole at the bus depot playing his music on his phone full fucking blast. I could barely hear my music through MY headphones it was so damn loud. I really thought I was going to lose it. And he was hitting on every girl that went by him, which disgusted me. Normally I don’t mind but he was just being loud and obnoxious about it. And of course the asshole was on my bus. There were some teenagers that got on so he had to talk with them. The bus couldn’t go fast enough to get this jerk off his stop.

I went to the pharmacy to get my prescription. I also checked out some electric razors while I was there but didn’t like any that I saw and they were out of my price range. The one that I had died on me and would like to replace it. My bad foot was ready to kill me by the time I got home. It felt like I was walking on rocks. I switched my shoes to sneakers for the AFO. That seemed to help my Achilles so it wasn’t rubbing against the lump so much. I was glad it helped. I was still in pain but walking was better and I wasn’t putting so much weight on my bad foot to stop the Achilles pain on my right.

My mother didn’t make anything special for dinner so I am on my own. I might order Chinese food once my foot calms down some. I thought about getting some while I was waiting for the bus as there is a Chinese restaurant around the corner from the bus depot but I didn’t have cash on me and I didn’t know if they took debit cards. I don’t go to that place often.

Now that I am home, I just want to sleep and not wake up. The bottom of my bad foot hurts so bad that I really don’t want to move but my bladder is telling me I need to use the bathroom soon. I wish there was a half bath where the bedrooms are. It would make life so much easier. I really need a shower as it was warm today and I just sweat a lot. It was stuffy in my room when I woke up early this morning so I turned the AC on. It’s cool in my room now so I don’t have to turn it on again. I love having it in my window and needing it when I need it. Today is the first really warm day in a while. I hope the weekend is warm. Sunday, I made plans to see my aunt with my sisters. I am looking forward to it.