Tomorrow.

[spiegelmama@infosec.exchange]

Tomorrow. I'll call my doctor tomorrow. Well, when I wake up - that's what "tomorrow" is to me.

[medeavanamonde@beige.party]

@spiegelmama

The Doctor will be called tomorrow
Bet your health insurnance, that
Tomorrow they’ll pick up

[spiegelmama@infosec.exchange]

@MedeaVanamonde I absolutely did not call them today. Tomorrow.

[medeavanamonde@beige.party]

@spiegelmama
Poop!

[spiegelmama@infosec.exchange]

I'm still kind of feeling like I wish the doctors didn't review the MRI again and caught the problem. I could have just gone to sleep and not had to deal with all this. I'm not doing that well these days. This feels so familiar, like the bad old days before effexor. Sigh. I just have to make it through each day.