Happy Veterans Day to me.
I’m mostly distressed and anxious. I take my psych meds every night after hobbling off to bed.
My house isn’t very clean and there’s nothing I can do about it. It’s too much for my mom by herself. I have a scooter and walker to get around but doing anything is a pain in the ass. I normally shower every morning but a shower is a pain in the ass. Moving about is a huge production.
It doesn’t really hurt unless I bump it on something or neglect the ibuprofen. The surface skin wounds, once quite severe, are scabbing over. It itches a lot. I have severe RLS as night goes on. My leg bouncing around like it wants to walk. Can’t walk. So I take more pills – have been particularly reliant on my ativan. I finally got my paycheck insurance paperwork sent off today. Getting all the relevant parties to fill out and sign their portions was a pain in the ass.
Ceila wants to take me to a restaurant for Veterans Day. I should probably get out of the house.
I have an audition tomorrow.
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