Ok I admit I am pissy again. I am not sure exactly what is causing it. BPD, BP, too low of an anti-psychotic, pissed about the Latuda battles or what. I called the pharmacy about the Latuda, was told it was ready for me to pick up. I went after my therapy session. I was just parking when the phone rang. They were sorry, it was approved, but the guy didn’t realize it had to be ordered. I can have it tomorrow.
I had my therapy session again. I go every 2 weeks. Now he wants me to write these crazy dreams down. I forget the ones except the really weird ones by morning. I tell him about them. He can read my blog if he wants to know. After all the journal thing was his idea. He read my other blog today www.finallyawriter.com and enjoys my writing. I can give him plenty to read about. He read the story about the 4-wheeler.
I told him I was pissy and he said why. He said I can’t tell him that because he caught me laughing in the waiting room. Why do people assume that if you laugh you are alright. Somebody said something funny. I am not that far gone.
My long-term disability was canceled because they followed me around and took videos of me smiling, I was out at a building (my doctor’s office), I didn’t cause serious trouble and so on and so forth. I rebutted all their denials, but it didn’t help. I have BP I should be acting out. Talk about stigma and insurance companies not wanting to pay. Thank heavens my SSDI came through just as they canceled my long time disability insurance.
Today my fasting blood sugar was 120. Not bad after ice cream last night. Breakfast was a glucose control drink with 13 carbs. Waiting for my son for dinner. I still rarely eat lunch and dinner is usually around 4. I may have a snack at night before bed. Those damn adrenal stress tablets are giving me acid reflux. Yuck! Remembered my inhaler. I don’t think I forgot since I started to write it down. I know I need to break my meals down into 6 or so smaller ones. That will take work, but I am making leeway.
My dad was out walking the dog. I saw him, I waved. He waved. When I got home he told me he waved at me, but I didn’t wave back. I told him I waved first. Talk about minor things in the scheme of life.
I still am way behind on my water for the day. Need to pick it up. My skin is finally showing elasticity. Before if you pinched it, it stayed that way.
I think this is written all over the place. Sorry if I have caused confusion.