I had a lot of appointments on Wednesday, but I cancelled all of them.
I got home from the hospital today, but I’m still in pain and not feeling the best from the pancreatitis so I don’t want to have to drive anywhere.
I might be on my feet enough to see my therapist in person by Friday, but I always have the option to see her virtually if I need to.
My parents had pizza tonight and it was so hard not to eat a breadstick or something, but I knew it would make me violently ill. I ate vegetarian vegetable soup instead.
I am really trying.
I don’t want to be sick.
My mood has been pretty okay throughout most of this though, and for that I am very grateful. I am getting better at accepting that this is just a part of my life now.
I don’t have to like it, I just have to accept it.
My arms are destroyed from the multiple iv sites and blood draws and tape marks. I need to find some cream to put on them.
Outside of that, I’ll be okay.
Just need to lie low for a bit for a while.
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It’s not just you, you’re not alone. This country is so full of suffering and pain that it has become an opioid crisis. And they make me feel like an oddball for making Jesus part of my life.
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