In which I bitch and complain about things...
well, the new year isnt exactly turning out the way I would like.
I'm currently revamping the dungeon. Which is hard and wearing. I'm quite the hoarder, and I really dislike sorting and culling things. but it needs to be done, and I would really like to live in a bedroom that isnt a relic from when I was 16, so I'm putting up new drapes and bed cover etc. It's got alarmingly out of hand so I have to take advantage of my mother being off from work to give me a hand as I'm still unwell.
its going to be 41 degrees on monday. Celcius. eew. In the high 30s is bad enough. I remember when having a 40+ degree day was either a once in a year event or never happened. Now we are having week long stretches, not to mention the fun this time last year. Hoping that doesnt happen again this year. I don't know what else is left to burn.
Rasputin the migraine is still here. I'm trying a new cold laser treatment which has a chance at working - if it turns out that I actually produce ACTH and my immune system is killing it, rather than me simply not producing any at all. I do know that it certainly feels like something is happening. I felt like I had been hit by a truck for the next few days after the first treatment, and that is only going to get more intense as the treatments do. The first was apparently very minor as they take it really slowly with long term chronic pain.
So I have that on wednesday. It is going to take a while, but I really need to get off the pain medication. It is compromising the cortisol so I have to take more than I should be, but simply not taking the pain medication is likely to put me into an addisonian crisis. So really caught between a rock and a hard place with that, and I'm maxing out on the pain meds. I had got it down to 2 doses a day, sometimes even less. The pain was still there, but I could tolerate it. But for some reason Rasputin is acting up and I can't manage the way I was before.
Probably not aided by this ridiculous insomnia run. SO tired. I've fallen off the wagon with my studies and my art. I cant get motivated to do anything, and when I finally push through and actually try, my body gives out on me. I get dizzy, weak, sore and my temperature goes through the roof. I need to get back on track but I just don't know how.
I'm currently revamping the dungeon. Which is hard and wearing. I'm quite the hoarder, and I really dislike sorting and culling things. but it needs to be done, and I would really like to live in a bedroom that isnt a relic from when I was 16, so I'm putting up new drapes and bed cover etc. It's got alarmingly out of hand so I have to take advantage of my mother being off from work to give me a hand as I'm still unwell.
its going to be 41 degrees on monday. Celcius. eew. In the high 30s is bad enough. I remember when having a 40+ degree day was either a once in a year event or never happened. Now we are having week long stretches, not to mention the fun this time last year. Hoping that doesnt happen again this year. I don't know what else is left to burn.
Rasputin the migraine is still here. I'm trying a new cold laser treatment which has a chance at working - if it turns out that I actually produce ACTH and my immune system is killing it, rather than me simply not producing any at all. I do know that it certainly feels like something is happening. I felt like I had been hit by a truck for the next few days after the first treatment, and that is only going to get more intense as the treatments do. The first was apparently very minor as they take it really slowly with long term chronic pain.
So I have that on wednesday. It is going to take a while, but I really need to get off the pain medication. It is compromising the cortisol so I have to take more than I should be, but simply not taking the pain medication is likely to put me into an addisonian crisis. So really caught between a rock and a hard place with that, and I'm maxing out on the pain meds. I had got it down to 2 doses a day, sometimes even less. The pain was still there, but I could tolerate it. But for some reason Rasputin is acting up and I can't manage the way I was before.
Probably not aided by this ridiculous insomnia run. SO tired. I've fallen off the wagon with my studies and my art. I cant get motivated to do anything, and when I finally push through and actually try, my body gives out on me. I get dizzy, weak, sore and my temperature goes through the roof. I need to get back on track but I just don't know how.