Blech, I’m still up. I’m antsy. I want to plan out my life for the next few weeks. I might be close to getting a vehicle, but I’ll need some Go Fund Me money because the vehicle is almost 1,000 miles away. And, I’m only working two days a week.
Wednesday, I have my appointment at Complete Care to get the results of my X-rays and my MRI. I will learn more about what direction my therapy is headed toward.
My mind is buzzing, but I’m exhausted and I feel simultaneously a little hungry and nauseous. My head just started throbbing too. I think I’m getting a migraine-a baby one. I should shut off the lights and go to sleep.
Whaaa. I don’t mean to whine. I really don’t. My life could be sucking so much more than it is. I am grateful it is not. I’m grateful for all the help I’ve received from friends and donors for both material and psychological support.
But, I wish this damn headache would vamoose. It started AFTER I took an 800mg ibuprofen. No placebo effect here.
I’m thinking of 500 things at once. Sometimes I feel as though I have ADHD, but I seriously doubt it. It’s probably an obscure bipolar symptom that doesn’t get advertised as much.
I feeling like my mind is all over the map. I’d like to be all over the map!
I need a vacation.
Maybe what I need is to run away.
I need some running away money.
Knock, knock, Lottery Gods…are you listening?
Ooh, I won four bucks on Powerball. How exciting.