Today really has sucked without my meds, so I guess I will get them this weekend and work on a post for Monday. I can't remember the last time I asked for help, so I guess that's good (not like I have a working memory), but plenty of people have given me help without asking every now and then so I always feel like I've always recently done it.
It makes me feel like I've gotten punched in the gut. Especially when it's only maybe one or two days a year I could ever return the favor even in a paltry amount.
For non-sadposting I feel like I'm still losing weight. I look a bit more gaunt than I used to, not used to having spindly arms. I hope I can get in the mood to write since I've wanted to do somethings but energy has been zero with all this mess.