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mortalcityThis entry is not going to be very coherent. WARNING YOU RIGHT NOW.
Jae finally got me into the free clinic yesterday. I have done things that were less fun, but not many. Hours of just waiting while bracing for a fight and so tense I was vibrating were both painful and exhausting. And I have to do it again on Tuesday (though at least then I have an appointment, so it's only an hour of trying to figure out how quickly I can injure anyone in my way and then run).
But I do have thirty days worth of pills, and the doctor seemed willing to prescribe more after that if they work. A part of me is certain they are going to start working and then they will run out and I won't get any more for one reason or another because that is just what happens in my life, but I am trying not to dwell on that possibility too much. I have too many other things to freak out about right now.
The pills make me dizzy. And nauseous. It's nothing I can't live with, but I so hope it fades quickly, because I'm having enough trouble keeping myself from starving lately. I've lost enough weight that my clothes don't fit right anymore. And I am still exhausted, because no matter how tired I am, I can't seem to sleep for more than an hour at a time.
Any time my body would like to allow me to be a functional human being again? That'd be great.
Jae finally got me into the free clinic yesterday. I have done things that were less fun, but not many. Hours of just waiting while bracing for a fight and so tense I was vibrating were both painful and exhausting. And I have to do it again on Tuesday (though at least then I have an appointment, so it's only an hour of trying to figure out how quickly I can injure anyone in my way and then run).
But I do have thirty days worth of pills, and the doctor seemed willing to prescribe more after that if they work. A part of me is certain they are going to start working and then they will run out and I won't get any more for one reason or another because that is just what happens in my life, but I am trying not to dwell on that possibility too much. I have too many other things to freak out about right now.
The pills make me dizzy. And nauseous. It's nothing I can't live with, but I so hope it fades quickly, because I'm having enough trouble keeping myself from starving lately. I've lost enough weight that my clothes don't fit right anymore. And I am still exhausted, because no matter how tired I am, I can't seem to sleep for more than an hour at a time.
Any time my body would like to allow me to be a functional human being again? That'd be great.
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