One day intertwines with the next. I have become a hermit and rarely leave the confines of my home, sometimes not leaving my bedroom. I try to get out every once in a while or I might go crazy.
I have been filling out endless paperwork for SSI and Disability. Damn! They want to know everything about me. Asking what makes me upset, what I do when I am criticized... They also want to know financial and personal information about anyone I live with. Well, I don't know all of the financial information and such about G. So they are out of luck. Maybe I'll be out of luck too...
I just need some money for personal items and pay a bill or two. Also for food. Looks like I'm going into rice and beans and Ramen noodles mode. I thought those days were over years ago. I forgot rice is in short supply of late.
Tomorrow I need to make some copies and mail off all of this paperwork. I need to hear something soon. Shit, where's the local food bank around here?
I'm supposed to get a Remicade treatment on Wednesday, that is if my insurance hasn't been cancelled. I'm worried about getting another treatment. What if the Remicade is just making me worse? I sure had a bad episode after the last treatment. I am so confused about everything anymore. I'm just going to crawl under the covers and hide. Maybe no one will notice I'm gone.
