On a lighter note…

It’s been rough but things are looking up. After running out of cigs last night I decided to give the patch another try. It seems much more doable now and my heart rate is calming down from the steady stream versus spiking with a cigarette every hour or so.

I responded to a Craigslist ad regarding a kitchen job that’s a block from my place. Not wanting to risk waiting for a reply caused me to go in this morning and apply. I got an interview on the spot and I think it went fairly well. I’ll know for sure in a couple days.

I keep reminding myself how crucial patience is when dealing with the capricious nature of life. My boyfriend gets back tomorrow and I couldn’t be more thrilled.

Working out has been my ace up my sleeve. It’s nice to know that some things are always what they are.

If I can’t continue with Adderall I may have to give Ritalin or Provigil another go. Whatever. I’ll cross that bridge when I reach it. In the meantime I’m just trying to stay positive and productive.

So Ja, I’m feeling pretty good about things. Let’s hope the forces of nature keep favoring me. That’s all for now šŸ™‚

Obligatory Update

Well, I’m hanging with things to the best of my ability. I’m not in a terrible state but not exactly walking tall either. My arm is less painful but still awry. It doesn’t cause a lot of pain but just feels funny and weak when I do things like open doors and other things that cause rotation.

That said, money and whatnot is pretty tight as I haven’t had a job in a few weeks. I’m looking but not having much success. I keep telling myself to just keep the hell at it. It makes me feel really icky being unemployed and the stress has really been weighing on me. I’m holding on, but I’ve been having some mini fits and depressive periods.  Part of it is that my boyfriend has been in Alaska since Wednesday and I’ve grown quite tired of my own company.

Having two cats and a dog helps. They give me joy with their wacky antics. My man gets back Sunday night so at least I have that to look forward to.

The lousy thing is that I’m still somewhat injured in spite of all the antiinflammatory drugs and Neurontin.  A lot of things I can do with no problem but certain types of motions cause it to pinch. I don’t have any real intense neuropathy going on, more of just a general unease and lingering weakness.

I’m looking for a sooner appointment with the Neurologist as the first one I could get is nearly a month away. My nicotine patches arrived And… Too damned strong. I had to take it off after thirty minutes because I was literally tripping on nicotine.

So yeah, a few setbacks of late. Also, I haven’t been taking anything for ADHD because of blood pressure issues. This is another situation that is resolving itself extremely slowly and is taking a rather decent toll on the larger picture. Can’t really do anything theatrical with a gimp hand so… I’m just sweating it out by my damn self. Mostly. My dear friend took me out to have a beer last night which was very nice.

So yeah, in the holding pattern of holding patterns. Trying to get my shit together and break away from the mire.

Blah

Is how I feel lately. I’m in an extended state of limbo and am feeling like I’m trapped in a slow-motion panic attack. Some of it is simply going stir-crazy. Some is being worried about money. Suffice to say I picked a terrible time to try to quit smoking cigarettes.

I thought the business with my arm was winding down. Wrong. I eased off the Neurontin only to have the irritation in my elbow come back. I’ve only been unemployed for three weeks and I’ve never felt this worthless in my life.

My mental health is reasonably adequate but highly variable. I’ve been randomly bursting into tears more than I care to admit and have more time than I know what to do with. I’m trying not to bother my friends who have jobs and lives to live. My boyfriend works overnight and sleeps during the day so we’re pretty much ships passing in the night. To his credit, he’s been amazing. Still, things are what they are and I’m feeling pretty icky most of the time.

Not manic, but highly moody. Not full blown depressed, but feeling intense and rather morose. I try to keep busy with housework but I am somewhat handicapped and not having an easy time keeping myself occupied.

I don’t know what the next step is. Maybe physical therapy, or injections of steroids perhaps. I’m extremely leery of any surgical procedures due to the anatomical complexity of the wrist and what seems like a lousy track record.

So I have empty space and time. Lots of it. That, and the erosion of mental peace that comes with not having any steady income.

The not smoking thing? I cracked this morning after five days. Trying to stay strong but losing the battle. I signed up with quitnow.net today but it’ll be a week or so until my nicotine patches come in the mail. Trying to smoke as little as possible until then.

I want to do theatre but I can’t. Not when things are this unstable. It pulled me out of a few past slumps and ruts but simply isn’t a viable option right now.

So I stare at the wall, read until my eyes glaze and let the clock run. I don’t know what else to do. I’ve already made everyone thoroughly sick of me.Ā 

Annnnnd my arm is numb. Enough blogging for now *sigh*.

Wearily yours-
Thom

Moving On Part Two

I’m nicely settled into my new locale. That aside my arm is starting to heal up nicely too. I see my doctor in a few days and have a feeling he’ll tell me I’m ok to go back to work. I’m excited but I’m also a little intimidated. I haven’t really sunk my teeth into the local job market yet. In spite of this I’m confident I’ll find something with the quickness.

In the course of trying to finish my two weeks at my previous job I aggravated what was a relatively minor injury. From what I can tell, I seem to have backed off just as I was starting to damage the nerves going down the arm. As I said the injury was relatively minor but I’ve been hesitant to start looking for work until I know I’m back up to par. Better safe than sorry.

Anyhow, things are looking pretty good on the home front. I just need to get my ass back among the living and functional. I’ve been thinking about a CNA class or something else other than what I’ve been doing. I’ve got a prescribed ADHD med, it’s time to put it to work.

The time to grow is NOW!