0130: Friday is Pizza Day
Still getting used to journaling again. Gonna keep it up if it kills me, and it might
ick. Just everything passing through me. Exam is Monday. How much of this is stress, versus just me being in a house with a disease vector of a kid.
I've run out of ADHD meds, and my doctor isn't back until next week, so I'm just rawdogging this whole experience.
Jo's on massive deadline, which means I'm doing a lot more caretaker work for her, but I literally can't keep anything inside me. My guts are fully mush, and I can barely stand up. All I can do is drink warm, salty water, sleep as much as I can, and try not to think about death too much.
Sorry. I'll try to be better next week.
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