Big fail

Today was my oldest friend’s daughter’s graduation party.

I should have been there.

I was worried about the crowd, but I mean, I planned on being there. I wasn’t going to not go because of it.

I would do almost anything for this friend.

I am mortified that I couldn’t be there for this party.

I just felt like total crap physically. I still kind of do.

I think I’m going to skip that med altogether tonight and see how I feel tomorrow.

I don’t know. Maybe not. Or maybe. I can’t decide. I don’t want to be that sick anymore. It’s been weeks and I thought it would pass, but it got exponentially worse by doubling the dose.

So…

I don’t know.

I am beyond frustrated in this moment. I feel defeated.

I mean, this med was maybe helping, but then I guess my mood isn’t exactly great, and I guess I was having abdominal issues a couple of weeks ago too, so I think it’s just not it for me.

It just took a higher dose for me to put it together.

Sigh.

Actually, not exactly “sigh.” More like, “I’d like to run my fist through a wall.”

Whatever.

Offices open tomorrow so I can talk to people then.

Good times.

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