It’s come to my attention that something is WRONG.
I guess I should have pushed harder to get an appointment with shrinky-poo last week. My sleep is still pretty spotty though I’m not feeling sleep deprived. This should have probably been the biggest item of note, but since I’ve been functioning ok, I let it slide.
The last several days I’ve been eating. A lot. No, A LOT. Like everything in sight. I just can’t seem to get enough food in my belly to make it full. Were I at the time in my “cycle” where the hormones were dumping, I might expect this. But it’s not that time. And I’m still hungry.
The kicker? I feel like I’m covered in bugs. This started about an hour or so ago. I’ve had several nice folks in the office confirm that there isn’t actually anything on me, but still, I can feel it. Doesn’t seem to be effected by heat or cold, nicotine doesn’t effect it, and it’s worse where my clothes are. This includes my feet. Suck.
So yeah, I’ve called shrinky-poo and have an appointment at 2:30. Now to get to that point in my day without clawing off some skin.
I’ve never had hallucinations before that I can recall. When I’m given Ativan I do all kinds of interesting things, but I’m not sure if that counts. But I’m clean right now – no drugs or chemicals on board that aren’t always there. No new soaps or lotions or laundry detergents or foods or anything that should be making me feel this way. NOTHING.
And apparently Josh is too busy to even get back to me since I told him about the bugs and the appointment.