12,842 Days Alive
17 Rows of Sparrow’s Seaside Blanket Done So Far
1 Bad Brain Day
So. The doctor didn’t issue me a refill of my Lyrica so when I went to the pharmacy today to get it, it wasn’t ready. Thankfully, I’m not out yet, but it was worrisome.
The pharmacist is going to fax over a refill request and hopefully it will be taken care of shortly.
I worked on Sparrow’s Seaside Blanket some more this evening. Got about a full round done. I think I’m on row seventeen if I counted correctly. It’s coming out so well!
Sparrow shared with me some of the progress on my quilt, too!
Right now it’s trying to crochet around Spock that is interesting.
I’m exhausted. Not only could I not sleep for shit last night, I spent the whole day in a low-key panic attack. I’m just drained. I don’t even know what triggered it.
I’m kinda glad I have therapy on Thursday. I’m feeling a lot and I need help sorting through it all. I’m hoping Vickie helps with that.
Anyway, I’m early to bed tonight. Take your meds, folks.
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