Monday, November 27, 2017

The park is alive with loud traffic, projects, and landscaping and they even had the water off for over an hour.

My sciatic nerve injury hurt like a motherfucker until a little while ago. It’s like it’s finally responded to ibuprofen which is good because icing it, which helps Tom when he injures his, didn’t do me any good.

My period continues to be light and I haven’t yet needed a big pad. I just dread the moment the anxiety returns and I know damn well it will. No sense in hoping that my periods will stop anytime soon or that the anxiety will be gone forever after all these years. This isn’t my last period, and yes, I will be anxious again at some point.

I’m really disappointed in the pillow sound machine because I didn’t realize that it was only meant to play temporarily until you fall asleep or while you nap. I can’t have it play for eight hours or so. It would have been great for hotels on the rare occasion that we travel to wherever. I don’t understand why they would make a sound machine like that to begin with.

I had a dream that I went to see my GYN and then I ran into her that evening somewhere. I then realized I left my purse in her office as well as some kind of notebook or journal. It was a Monday and she said something about bringing it to me on Thursday.

Then one evening she brought me the journal. Just as she was pulling away I realized she never brought the purse so I ran out and caught her before she could drive away. She said, “There was no purse.”

I began to ask various questions and she sort of leaned her head back against the seat’s headrest as if she were bored with my questions and getting impatient, revealing a tattoo just above one breast.

“Was there a cleaning crew that came into the office at any point?” I asked her.

She confirmed that there was and then I was back inside the house telling Tom I was worried about people using my social security number from my social security card that was in my purse.

In another dream, Tom and I were swimming in the middle of a small lake. I think there were other people around and there was definitely a duck swimming nearby. I asked him how deep he thought the water was and he guessed it to be 100 feet.

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