I had a GOOD night’s sleep. The darkness was intoxicating and when I awoke, I remembered my supervisor’s words: Stay home if you need to. I was tempted…but then I remembered Mags and her Friday morning commitment, then having to take Ethan to school. I couldn’t have fallen ba
ck asleep after that, plus I missed yesterday, so…I need to save my sick time.
I cried so hard during supervision. I shared how I feel like an addict who’s using again because I am having to connive and beg for what I need to help me get through this. I’m generally a cheerful, energetic person, but these past days have not been fun. I can easily understand how people turn to drugs when they cannot get the help they need from their doctor and am ever-so-grateful to have friends who understand this situation.
My Friday group will be turned over to a colleague next Friday, so today was my last one. There was an attempt to meet with another client, but she wasn’t “findable.” I left and headed home for the weekend.
Except I forgot I had to get my TB test checked in Placerville between 4 and 5, so after eating my lunch at home (chili leftovers), I went back to “town.” I stopped by the post office to ship a packages to Japan and Australia, stopped by a friend’s work to pick something up, then had my TB test checked. I’m glad I remembered this year – last year I completely blanked, then had to pay $40 to have another one done.
I think the way it’s looking I’ll have to sell my December music tickets. I know it’s a month off, but I struggled with pain meds, yet without any there is no way I can manage standing for hours. Hopefully I’ll get an injection that works, but if not….
Picture: Off to Japan!
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