Pre-allergy testing “detox” is not going well at all. I’m more tired than ever. Thank God I wasn’t this tired yesterday when I had to go out—not that I believe there’s a God. Yeah, I’m quickly going from agnostic to atheist. What the fuck kind of God would let someone suffer the way I have, let alone so many others? Is it funny to him or something? Well, unless he’s pure evil, he doesn’t exist. He’s just a coping mechanism passed down from generation to generation, and some use it as a weapon of control. Sometimes I wish I could delude myself too, if it would help.
Anyway, I was too wound up to sleep, but of course I couldn’t take anything. I only slept 3.5 hours, and it seemed like I woke up every other minute. I’m not sure I trust Fitbit’s accuracy, though, as to just how much I was awake. I usually drink lactose-free milk, but I’m going to get whole milk today and have warm milk before I crash, and see if it helps. I’m kind of in a catch-22. If I lie around too much, that can affect my sleep, but I don’t have the energy to do much else.
Because I’m now sleeping on the large wedge pillow until this is resolved, I may have to see if I can seal the hybrid mask better and use that (Tom will help me), because I tend to chipmunk more with the nasal mask when elevated for some reason.
Tom, who got an amazing $50 bonus doing AI jobs, killed the bedroom ceiling light so I can use that fan again and not have to worry about power outages and the thing lighting up like the Fourth of July when the power returns. It wasn’t a regular bulb. It was just a round disk of lots of little LED lights that he unplugged.
The Hospital Diaries. That’s the title of the next story idea I came up with, only I don’t have the energy to put it into fruition. I thought I’d do a story where a woman is in the hospital and is a suspect in perhaps a murder investigation, and a cop poses as a therapist to cheer patients up, and gives her a diary to write in while she’s there. This is checked when she’s out of the room for physical therapy to see if it yields any clues.
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