Tag: schizoaffective disorder

Painful Boxing Day

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

Painful Boxing Day

I live in the States so we don’t celebrate Boxing day but I have some international readers that do so Happy Boxing day!

My day has not been a good one. I went to sleep between 0330 and 0400 because pain was keeping me up. When I woke up around noon, the pain was still there. I took my meds and had some breakfast. My mother called to have me put the pies in the fridge. They had been on our back porch but the sun was out and it can quickly heat up the space, even if it is freezing out. I delved into the chocolate cream pie that I love so much. I had it after I had supper, too. I just eat it until it is gone.

The pain meds weren’t working for me so around 1400, I took my strong pain pill and that knocked me out. I slept for a few hours. I wasn’t in the mood to eat anything but pie but my brother-in-law made some beef and potatoes so I had that. It was really good. I still feel like shit and my ankle is killing me. I should have told my sister to get me a chainsaw for Christmas instead of a pizza stone. I had emailed my psychiatrist during one of the trips I wasn’t sleeping. I had tried four times to sleep last night and it took the fourth for me to finally crash. I thought I would hear back from her but I haven’t. Maybe she hasn’t read her email yet. She is on vacation.

I have some exciting news, I plan on publishing my book sometime this week. I was hoping to work on it today but it didn’t happen. I am meeting a friend tomorrow for coffee in Boston so I don’t think I will be able to work on it tomorrow either. It will get done. I just have a few pages of “fluff” to write. I will have a dedication page and then maybe an acknowledgement page. I am not sure. I know I want to publish the suicide hotlines so they are there should someone need them. I just don’t know if I should put them in the beginning of the book or the end. I think the end will be better.

I just hope that I don’t have formatting issues like I did my first book. Man, what nightmare that was. This time I used the template that Amazon gave out and I hope there are no glitches. I hope it has no blank pages. I have tried my best to make sure this hasn’t happened. So we’ll see.

Now I got to fill my pill box and take my meds. I meant to do it earlier today but I was so damn sleepy. I feel like I can go back to bed again. I hope I do and sleep till at least 8 or 9 tomorrow morning. I need to shower and then get dressed to meet my darling friend. I hope she isn’t late.

Christmas 2016

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

Christmas 2016

Merry Christmas to all my readers that celebrate it. Happy Hanukah for my Jewish readers and Happy Holidays to those that celebrate other holidays that I don’t know about!

It’s been an interesting day. I had a difficult morning and I still feel wicked sad about it. The grief for my father has been overwhelming the events of the morning, just making everything worse. I still feel weepy at times.

I had Christmas dinner with my family. I really didn’t want to go but my sister threatened to drag me if I didn’t so I went reluctantly. After dinner and desserts, I started to feel really sad and felt like crying so I said good-bye to all and came back to the comfort of my room. I was talking with my nephew. He looked like he was really depressed. He might have been tired. I am not sure which. I felt bad for him. We talked about stuff but nothing in great detail. I am sure he misses his grandfather like I was missing him. It’s the first Christmas without my father so it’s the hardest.

I never watched the movie last night. I was talking with a friend through FB and then it was time to take my meds. I felt sleepy so I told her goodnight. A few hours later, I was still up and wanted to talk to someone so I PM’d her to see if she was still awake and wanted to chat. She was so we talked some more. My meds kicked in and I finally fell asleep. I had told her good night again before doing so.

I completed my reading challenge last night. I read 23 books this year. I really wanted to read 40 but this year was not the year for it. I think I am going to read Harry Potter and the Cursed Child next. It should be easy as it’s all dialogue. Maybe I will end up with 24 books read if I finish it by New Years Eve.

Man, I had a sip of some spiked eggnog and got a wicked headache. It tasted more like a Pina colada. I didn’t like it at all. I like coconuts but not as a flavor.

I’m going to write my will soon. I have decided to end things in the coming year. I just am deeply upset over things that happened this morning and what was said and done cannot be undone or unsaid. Two bad days in a span of 48 hours have really taken a toll on me. I need to finalized things. I know what needs to be done because I had the experience with my father’s death. I don’t know when I will die, probably when I feel things are settled. I will go on like I usually do so my family doesn’t have a clue. If they read this blog, I don’t care. They are not living my life. They don’t know the amount of pain that I deal with on a daily basis. They don’t know how deep my depressions run. I am tired of explaining why I won’t see this doctor or that. I know they don’t have answers for me anymore. If 15 doctors can’t figure out what is wrong with me but 3 have told me that I have CRPS then that is good enough for me. Trouble is, there is no real treatment for it other than opioids. And I am tired of taking them around the clock.

my stupid advice

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

My stupid advice

Whenever someone is feeling bad about something and I know it’s more than just the “blues”, I often tell them to seek out professional help. But if I took my own advice, where has that gotten me exactly? There are a million therapists out there, all with different degrees and modes of therapy. You often have to see a few to get chemistry with someone for it to be effective. I saw 11 by the time I was 25. And here it is, 16 years later and I might have to see therapist number 14. It’s getting old. I feel that I should be better by now or that I should have at least feel like I “cured” myself by some magic. I read enough about therapy to know what works and what doesn’t. Doesn’t that count for something?

I have seen psychiatrists, social workers, psychologists, and a psychiatric nurse working toward a doctorate. I can’t really say which profession was the best because they all left me before I could form an opinion on the matter and it hurt too bad. But the one that I am in now, the one with a psychologist, worked out pretty good until things just fizzled out. I think I just became too “smart” for her and she couldn’t keep up. She tried for a while until she realized she couldn’t anymore, that it was hindering my therapy. And now what to do?

The thought of starting over isn’t appealing to me. I really don’t want to go through the process. It’s difficult when you are already used to someone. I have read a lot about suicide yet it still eludes me. I want to act on my feelings of it yet I am still here. I know seeing someone new will have a great burden taking me on. I don’t know if they are willing to take that risk. I don’t know if I am either.

Someone I knew a long time ago and still do took my advice and is still alive today because she took it. She is grateful that I saved her life because she listened to me. I remember she was at a crucial period in her life. She was diagnosed as bipolar and at the time, I wrote a lot about the disorder. I told her she needed to see someone and be on meds to help herself. She is still alive because she took that advice. So sometimes, I don’t give out stupid advice. I just wish I could help myself. I have a great psychiatrist but for things to work in my disorder, you also need a therapist. I have yet to find one that is on the same page as me. I am too smart for my own good. And now another therapist is leaving because of it. Some advice giver I am.

finally decided to get up

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

Finally decided to get up

I woke up early this morning, before 0600. I was in pain, like I am now, and took something for it. Then I checked my messages on my phone and FB. I had put on the “do not disturb” on my phone because the T kept on sending me messages last night and it was annoying me. Everything was annoying me last night. Then I had a Twitter rant and someone called my sister saying I was suicidal. WTF. I posted Pearl Jam lyrics for crying out loud! I was so pissed off.

I went back to sleep and just got up now. I didn’t want to but I had to pee. It was either use the bathroom or my bed so I chose the bathroom. I’m not doing much today. I just don’t care. I am in a rotten mood. My mother made cake last night and wrecked it so she is making another one. I had a few slices so that cheered me up some. I told her not to throw it away. She said she knows I will eat it. HEHEHE I love cake, especially yellow cake. That is what she is making for my birthday.

I am supposed to get my other protein shakes today but they haven’t been delivered yet. I can’t wait to try it. I hope it tastes good. I put off the diet for another week because I am craving ribs and want them before I diet. I also got a chicken recipe I want to try. It’s called “No Peek Chicken”. I don’t know why it’s called that. Probably because you don’t look at it while it’s cooking. It’s just a chicken and rice recipe. I hope it comes out good. I usually don’t have luck when it comes to making rice.

My mother made my favorite for supper, mac and cheese. I really wanted it. She said she was going to make Pasta Roni so I am glad she didn’t. It cheered me up some. Then she asked if I could vacuum the living and dining room. I told her I would do it tomorrow morning. I am in too much pain right now, even though I took my pain meds.

I got a Christmas card from a dear friend of mine today. That also cheered me up some because she always gets the right card to say what I mean to her. Years ago, there used to be a card company called Blue Mountain that had sentimental cards. I always picked one that was just right. They no longer sell it in drug stores. I think it’s just at Hallmark stores, which are one in a few around here. I haven’t been to a mall in years. I don’t like shopping much and what I need, I can get online. I found it funny that Walgreens sent me a special for my birthday. I had to spend at least $1 to get 50 points for their rewards program. Forget it. I do miss shopping at Target though.

Even though I slept most of the day, I am really tired. I think being in pain just wears you out. I wanted to go to Starbucks today but never found the energy to go. Another friend of mine who I told about the socks bothering me, was asking what kind of sock I wear. They have been the same kind of socks for the past several months. It’s only just recently that taking them off is bothering me. And it’s sometimes, not all the time. I will answer her email later. We write nearly every other day or every few days. She lives south of Boston and we have seen each other a few times via the commuter rail. She has since moved to another area so I am not sure we will be seeing each other as she isn’t close to the rail line anymore. She is a good friend.

It’s been a whole week that I haven’t had therapy. Next week my therapist is on vacation. So is my psychiatrist. I can email my psych if I need to. I won’t be having any contact with my therapist, not for the next two weeks anyways. It is strange not having anyone to talk to in that capacity after all this time. It’s the longest break we have had in some time.