Tuwani in October?
Jun. 26th, 2006 10:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
violachicOkay, 250 posts back, and I'm still on yesterday. Fuck that.
More or less spontaneously, I decided to spend five days in the Land 'O Goshen with mom. She got home from Bethlehem on Tuesday, came back Wednesday for my doctor's appointment, and I realized how desperately I needed a change of scenery, so i went. We had minimal arguing, so that was okay. I had frozen custard for the first time in my life, which is yum. I think she finally is beginning to understand what I go through, but her "buck up, camper, lets see some pep!" is starting to get on my nerves. Hearing her non-stop stories of being in Palestine were alternately irritating, wonderful, and heartbreaking. I actually even miss Mordechai. Actively. Weird. Next person to go visit him, please let him know that, and I say hello.
But I'm home now.
So, had a follow-up with my ostiopath, who has referred me to his favorite chiropractor, from whom I am supposed to recieve treatement 3 times a week for the next month. So far, no relief, just more pain from being messed around with. I'm skeptical, but willing to give the guy a chance. Only problem is getting rides there 3 times a week. I've already kind of blown of Wednesday counseling because arranging a ride was too overwhelming. Tomorrow I think I need to call church to see who is ready to spring into action. Oh boy. Can't wait.
On the up side, my doc let me get off Cymbalta. It seems to have been responsible for the aforementioned muscle twitches, and could have been exacerbating depression. Funny thing that, from an medication that was originally designed to be an anti-depressant. Not sure what's causing the almost-constant hiccups, but they're funny and painful at the same time. Still also having pretty awful nightmares.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
andelku, been meaning to email you, but I'm not very good at that right now. This was not a non-sequitur.
Still pretty depresssed and out of it. If you feel blown off by me, I'm really sorry, and its not you. I respond pretty well to people showing up at my door, but making plans is overwhelming. I still hate making and taking phone calls, but there's a couple of all y'all I will be calling tomorrow. Text messaging more reliable.
That's my Whine du Jour. I may or may not play The Sims 2 before crashing.
I need a shower.
Have a nice night.
More or less spontaneously, I decided to spend five days in the Land 'O Goshen with mom. She got home from Bethlehem on Tuesday, came back Wednesday for my doctor's appointment, and I realized how desperately I needed a change of scenery, so i went. We had minimal arguing, so that was okay. I had frozen custard for the first time in my life, which is yum. I think she finally is beginning to understand what I go through, but her "buck up, camper, lets see some pep!" is starting to get on my nerves. Hearing her non-stop stories of being in Palestine were alternately irritating, wonderful, and heartbreaking. I actually even miss Mordechai. Actively. Weird. Next person to go visit him, please let him know that, and I say hello.
But I'm home now.
So, had a follow-up with my ostiopath, who has referred me to his favorite chiropractor, from whom I am supposed to recieve treatement 3 times a week for the next month. So far, no relief, just more pain from being messed around with. I'm skeptical, but willing to give the guy a chance. Only problem is getting rides there 3 times a week. I've already kind of blown of Wednesday counseling because arranging a ride was too overwhelming. Tomorrow I think I need to call church to see who is ready to spring into action. Oh boy. Can't wait.
On the up side, my doc let me get off Cymbalta. It seems to have been responsible for the aforementioned muscle twitches, and could have been exacerbating depression. Funny thing that, from an medication that was originally designed to be an anti-depressant. Not sure what's causing the almost-constant hiccups, but they're funny and painful at the same time. Still also having pretty awful nightmares.
andelku, been meaning to email you, but I'm not very good at that right now. This was not a non-sequitur. Still pretty depresssed and out of it. If you feel blown off by me, I'm really sorry, and its not you. I respond pretty well to people showing up at my door, but making plans is overwhelming. I still hate making and taking phone calls, but there's a couple of all y'all I will be calling tomorrow. Text messaging more reliable.
That's my Whine du Jour. I may or may not play The Sims 2 before crashing.
I need a shower.
Have a nice night.
