Bad anxiety.

Hey y'all.

I am having one hell of a weekend of bad anxiety. I don't know if it's the metoclopramide that I took yesterday for my nausea, or my worrying about Melma lately, or my completely messed up sleeping patterns. Just since Saturday, my anxiety has been off the charts and my thoughts racing like nothing else. I've also not been able to take my anti-inflammatories (Ponstan) as I usually do. I had my last dose yesterday morning. I may have also missed my damned Lovan last night as a result of the interruption in my usual pill habits.

And this weather doesn't help. It's stressing me the fuck out. Blah!

I had fun watching X-Files with Tina yesterday. Sadly my nerves couldn't take any more of the dark set-up, even if the show is more of a mysterious romp.

I don't know what's wrong with me, I really don't. *sigh*

Medically sanctioned highs.

Oh my goodness.

I am having my second dose of Dolased for the day (10 mg of codeine in each pill) and it's giving me quite the buzz.

I have two options. Freak out or enjoy it.

I'll be in my bunk. Playing FarmVille and then probably watching some Carl Sagan.