I haven't had a real conversation with anyone in a while when I haven't been high or totally drained, so the appointment with my pdoc was interesting. I was surprised at what came out of me/how it came out. Despite feeling like I came down, I'm still manic. She wants me to increase the gabapentin, and made me promise I would try to rest.

I went to Target before my appointment. Then I dragged my a- through the grocery store afterwards. It was a nightmare! I forgot that we were going to get a lot of snow (really not that much IMHO), and people think the world's going to end, so they have to go buy provisions lol. They only had 2 registers open. It was ugly. I'm glad I went yesterday tho because going today would be impossible.

I told Corey when I got home that I was so in so much pain I just couldn't have sympathy for anyone else, and I hijacked the heating pad. I fell asleep on the couch for a about an hour, but woke up to make a dinner. Then it was back to the heating pad.

I fell asleep on the couch last night. I do that A LOT. Corey kept telling me to go to bed. I kept telling him to leave me alone. I finally explained to him that I wasn't in pain, but if I moved an inch, I would be, and that's why I end up falling asleep on the couch so often (before the effects of the MJ wears off). He offered to carry me to bed, which was sweet, but he has a bad back, and that wouldn't go well for either of us. I finally managed to get up, which made him happy.

He brought his tools in yesterday because he plans on putting my desk together today!!! I can't believe it!!! I thought hell would freeze over before he would get around to doing it. And he decided to do it on his own, without me asking/nagging him

I'm not doing ANYTHING today if I can help it. I'm TOO TIRED, and am in TOO MUCH PAIN.