Seriously, though, if this is withdrawal of any kind, then I need to just stop taking this stuff and find some other way of dealing with the pain. I do not need an addiction (aside from cigarettes and coffee) to add to the mix of my issues. What if the Percocet has been causing my mood swings, and not the steroids? It doesn't change the fact that the injection did nothing to help my pain and may have made it worse.
Oh, and for extra suck? Matt got a work call. He's on it now. It's 12:20 on Saturday morning. He is not supposed to be getting calls - he was just on-call last week! Grrrrr....fuck.
And I am still feeling deep amounts of shame about money, and dreading our next session with the financial counselor. And I am playing doctor-roulette. And we have a couples session with Michelle in 13 hours. And I have two appointments on Monday. And the way my brain is warping things right now, I feel like every one of those appointments is the equivalent of being called to the principal's office to sort out my "conduct" issues.
Fuck fuck fuck fuckity fuck..
Well, the Gods will see me through this, and all the other stuff. They will. Always have before. 100% success rate.
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