I've got to quit thinking of every tiny victory as a sign it's all better.
This morning I woke up and thought "hmmm, about time for pills, and a minute later the alarm went off". I never wake easily for those 4 AM pills.
Then I went back to sleep and woke up to a nightmare so frightening I had to take anxiety meds to settle back down.
And eventually I woke up feeling down. I guess I missed today's good part.
I am doing something I think is fairly important for me psychologically. I'm making a list of the things I expected that did not happen in the hospital. With that comes the reminder that I have a lot of complaints, but overall it was a good thing. I just feel like some very important things were left out and often they were things that seemed so basic I didn't expect that it was even possible they wouldn't occur. Hopefully if Dr. Brain sees it she'll be able to help me be more prepared next time.
I'm so tired. I think I'm going to try to nap a while. I do not feel good today and I'm not in the mood to deal with anything.