Hi, we’re back on the air! Oy vey.
I slept from 1:30 last night until about 10:45 this morning. (Obviously we’re seeing some improvement or I wouldn’t be writing this.) Just ate a chimichanga. Still hungry, almost faint.
Debating whether to rush over to the success team meeting. Might as well get another boost in the job-search efforts.
ow. ow. owwww.
i ended up not sleeping last night … was it the span of time between taking my trazodone and actually turning off the lights? or was it the oreos? (good thing i only had a 9-oz bag handy …)
anyway i made it to my appt with Evelyn. (Yay!) she outlined some concrete goals:
Sounds good to me.
Today’s goals: Pay phone bill (!!). Get home by 6 so it will be easier to get to bible-study meeting. Home by 10; lights out by 11.
UGGHHH. I cannot sleep!
It’s got something to do with my sinuses getting congested. My brain says, “Don’t fall asleep! You might suffocate! or something!”
Guess I’ll lay down again in a few minutes & see what happens.
It’s Wednesday night ~11:30pm. I’m unwinding to go to sleep, so this first entry will be short. (I meet with Evelyn at 9am tomorrow, and I want to accomplish everything possible while at NOVA.)
Today was my first productive day in the last week or so: I finished the last day of vocational evaluation, did some grocery & stationery shopping, deciphered my phone bills, got another survival loan, and visited separately with my brother Rob and my mom.
So yesterday’s combination of meds, sleep, purpose, and sorta-balanced diet helped me function today. I have to be very conscious of the fact that trileptal deactivates my hunger sensations. No eat = no go.
Mom and I brainstormed some short-term goals. One of them is to log my self-care situation for the next 7 days; hence, this weblog entry where y’all can keep an eye on me.
Screenshot taken about an hour ago.
