I can't even really write about how bad I feel right now.
Yesterday was Shabbat. Normally I'd get up, get dressed, put on makeup, and go to shul with my friend Alona. I sat in bed and tried to remember how I ever did that.
It's so hard to get dressed, let alone fuss with makeup. I haven't washed my hair in ages. And forget about reading and retaining any knowledge. It's a miracle I'm still able to go to class and participate -- and of the two days per week I'm in class, I missed one. I couldn't do it.
Trying to write this blog is also really hard, but I have to try, because I'm trying to cover how I function. And right now I barely function.
I guess I have to call my doctor, but I don't know what he can tell me. I don't know if there's anything he can change about my medication. I don't want to be taking more than 3 kinds of pills.
I might have to.
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