Yesterday started out fun and silly. I want that back. 'Cause by the end of the day, the hip acted up so badly I could only drag that leg (ie., not walk) I was NOT in a good state. Mentally either. Then this morning overslept, was sobbing (mental, not physical reasons) all the way to work. And was late. Only to come into a pressure cooker. Barely held it together. Yeah. Right. Together wouldn't be the word. Didn't walk out. Yup. That's more accurate. (Things eased up later.) So. Guess who it turns out missed some of their meds this past week? Yeah. Going to try to not do that, because it never goes well… (There were, in addition, incidents before these.)
(Things are pretty ok now. Time for shower, MEDS and bed.)