Today's appointment
So apparently my BP and HR were very high and my nurse has been tracking it. She wants to get an updated list of my meds. Luckily Pauley has a spreadsheet of my meds, doctors, and procedures. I'll have her email my nurse.
The invega trinza injection hurts like hell and she kept apologizing. For the price of having 3 months with no symptoms I'm happy. I haven't heard voices in over 7 months. And I haven't wanted to kill myself in over 6 years.
If I had a car I'd try to become a peer support specialist. I've been told by many healthcare professionals that I would really do good work and I'm really good at listening and helping talk out solutions.
The one thing that she mentioned is coffee raises BP and HR which I knew. I probably drink maybe 30-40 oz per day. But I haven't had any coffee yet today.
I didn't bring my walker to my appointment. I was out of breath and gasping by the time I got up the stairs to the 2nd floor where I live. It's just 17 steps but I have so much going on with my health. It might as well been a mile.
I am craving fried green tomatoes and fried okra and fried cabbage with bacon and OMG fried smashed plantains! Southern/Jamaican food makes my soul happy.
My arm is gonna be achy for a few days. Nowhere near the pain I get in my hips.
#PTSD
#BackPain #FemoralAcetabularImpingement
#SchizoaffectiveDisorder #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder