Tired of waking up
I always wake up an hour or half an hour before my sister has to get up for work. So yay i get to be an alarm clock.
Today i go see the neurologist who specilizes in migraines. I'm getting one now that i think of the word but that never fails. This appointment would have been good had it been in august or September of last year. My memory and balance are getting better. The problems I've had in the past while is being incredibly sick, and yay it's a virus. Finally getting over that.
And i can't find migraine medicine because i have no where to store things so it's just a game of look under piles around the room. There might be some in my room but i can't take it until after i see the doctor and that's many hours from now. I'm pretty sure i have more in my purse. I'll get more filled today with the shitload of medication i have to phone in to pick up tomorrow.
Holy shit the weather is killing me right now feels like -3 with 97% humidity. It's the humidity that's the killer. I didn't check the barametric pressure but hopefully it does get up to ten today but I'll be indoors
Had to take gravol because i was on the verge of puking. For my American friends gravol.Is like dramamean (however you spell that)) i still have three hours that i could use to go back to sleep. I think i went to bed really early and had some weird dream that seams like it really happened. It was something about my aunt who lives in Wisconsin calling really late and Lindsay not getting home until almost one in the morning..but I'm pretty sure she got home around seven and it was a really weird conversation. Even if i have to put it it on my credit card I'm going to Wisconsin this Sumner because after November it's very probable that i won't be able to enter the us and probably a bunch of places. Good thing there's a lot of Canada i haven't seen. Going out east would be very nice.
Doing all my phone calls to get records ready so we have everything together so there won't be a mad dash in December or something. I can't believe it's been two years since then. Obviously there is not a swift thing of justice. I forget the actual saying about that but i don't know. My family is worried about the worst outcome, which would be jail. It's hard to process that any of that happened and all this stuff will be happening. It's just sureal and i don't think it will hit me umtil close to the time of the trial. I have no fucking idea how this happened. Mental illness and abuse make for really shitty outcomes. Just one more place to call to get records from.
I don't feel well today. My chest is very tight and my throat is still sore. It will be a while until I'm completely better. This is a virus so there is dick all they can do for it. I tried two different strong antibiotics and two inhalers. The last inhaler seems to help a bit, but oh well.
I start back at work next week. I was lucky to get my old schefule back. I even still will be doing Thursday group. No one took that over. Candice will be cofacilitating with me now which will be nice but weird. Especially if anything happens with dan and i but i just won't bring it up and tell him that she will be at that group because i doubt he'll want to deal with that.
Time to call the access clinic. Also I'll all Adam if he will write a letter for me saying what I've done. This is some fun shit.