I used to describe myself as "having avolition" but decided that was pretentious and constituted me being my label, so I don't say that any more. But I also don't believe in disparaging myself as "lazy"--and, to their credit, the two people in my life, my father and brother, don't call me that either.
I ran out of Crestor on Sunday. I should have gone to the pharmacy on Monday, but it was -20 C outside and I rationalized that missing one dose of a cholesterol med is no major disaster. Today I'm going to take my last dose of Coversyl. That's a blood pressure med and missing one dose wouldn't be much of an issue, either, but I'd be missing three doses of Crestor as well if I didn't go to the pharmacy by dinnertime tomorrow. It's about -8 C today and will be -15 C tomorrow so it makes sense to go today. But when I think about putting on my shoes and coat and going out, I get this draggy feeling that makes my arm movements sluggish and makes it difficult for me even to stand up from my chair.
My father and brother don't trust me to do much around the apartment. All I do is give them $300 a month for rent and food, do my own laundry and clean my own room. My brother even washes my bedsheets and helps me strip and make my bed, although I do join him in doing that. I really, really don't want to burden my father and brother with running to the pharmacy for me when they go out to take care of whatever they need to take care of, but I just thought about going to the pharmacy and am having that draggy feeling again. And I can't wait until I run out of psych medication. That _would_ be a disaster.
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I ran out of Crestor on Sunday. I should have gone to the pharmacy on Monday, but it was -20 C outside and I rationalized that missing one dose of a cholesterol med is no major disaster. Today I'm going to take my last dose of Coversyl. That's a blood pressure med and missing one dose wouldn't be much of an issue, either, but I'd be missing three doses of Crestor as well if I didn't go to the pharmacy by dinnertime tomorrow. It's about -8 C today and will be -15 C tomorrow so it makes sense to go today. But when I think about putting on my shoes and coat and going out, I get this draggy feeling that makes my arm movements sluggish and makes it difficult for me even to stand up from my chair.
My father and brother don't trust me to do much around the apartment. All I do is give them $300 a month for rent and food, do my own laundry and clean my own room. My brother even washes my bedsheets and helps me strip and make my bed, although I do join him in doing that. I really, really don't want to burden my father and brother with running to the pharmacy for me when they go out to take care of whatever they need to take care of, but I just thought about going to the pharmacy and am having that draggy feeling again. And I can't wait until I run out of psych medication. That _would_ be a disaster.
Thank you for reading.