Here I go
I’m hopped up on anti anxiety meds, and now just took sleep drugs. It’s 7:45pm. I need to get up at 3am.
Get this. The surgery is at 7:30am. They want me to show up TWO HOURS EARLY. 5am.
It’s an hour drive. Gahhhhhh! Why two hours early? Their convenience. They want to wander in when they get time. I guarantee no doctors are going to meet me at 5am.
I’ll still be whacked from sleep meds.
Tomorrow a journey begins. I don’t know what the journey entails or where it leads. There is a slim chance I won’t complete it. (Far more dangerous for me in my current weakened state).
I intend to stay absolutely wasted the entire time.
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