Weird nightmare I was living with my hoarder father again. Also dreamt that an elder sister was asking me to help look after her newborn baby (the baby in question is a different person's child in the waking world) and then was quietly judging me for being unprepared. I fell asleep in dream having a cry with a followup of anxiety attack and trying to figure out how my careful packing and planning had landed me living with my father in a terrifyingly filthy mess again.
I woke up
briefly at 4:30am in screaming pain from the migraine Osaka diagnosed at
9pm last night. Still have that going. I will be getting up and out of
the apartment as soon as the pharmacy opens across the street. I called
in refills for some prescriptions last night, and discovered that I
don't have refills on my anxiety medicine. I need to wait a little while
for the pharmacy to have been open long enough to call my doctor so
that I can be sure my medicine will be there, and/or call my doctor and
ask them to please send the refill to the pharmacy so I can do it in one
I am in screaming head-pain. Things to do, and I mostly
just want to run crying from the apartment and hide in a cold dark hole
and not be conscious.
In positive news a friend had an extra
(correct dosage, never opened) inhaler on hand and was able to get that
to me..yesterday? So if I can sort out the anxiety medicine issue with
my doctor I should have enough medicine to get me to early June overall.