Oola is sad. I crashed into severe depression and overdosed on my pain med. I was on my fourth opioid when I realized I was wrong. I called hubby and they put me in the hospital.
They don’t think I’m addicted to them. But the cymbalta is terrible. They gave the pills back to hubby for safekeeping. I’m in such horrible pain, I want to curl in a corner and wait to die. My hallucinations are everywhere and they are not helping me to get out. I keep talking to them and hubby is waking up each time and tells me to go to sleep. I am home. I’m so angry with this cymbalta. I can’t reach my pdoc at all. Ugh. My parents think I need a rehab facility. I dunno.
My foot and hand don’t work. So I struggle to find anything relaxing because my hobbies can’t be work on an injury.
I get my covid shot on the 20th and second dose on April tenth. I’m pumped.