Half feeling like I'm just shut down and half really not wanting to be in my head because of feeling so shitty. Had my last appt with my therapist but I don't feel much of anything. I'm waiting for it to hit - it being, the aloneness, the realisation that this is most likely 'it' even though he says he'll fight for help for me. It's hard to be optimistic when you've been let down so much.
My care co came for a home visit today, she's never done that before. I had to change the dressing on my leg while she was here as it was leaking all over the place and smelling real bad. She saw it but didn't say much. The smell from my leg is getting worse and I know it's from the necrotic tissue that's still attached to the wound. Hopefully the clinic can do something with it on Friday.
I have home treatment team tomorrow. I'm still anticipating their discharge, I am surprised they haven't done it before now. I don't know how I'm going to manage with both my therapist and home treatment team going.
I'm supposed to be back at work on Tuesday and as much as I'm only part time, even that feels too much, but financially I have no choice.
I'm self medicating with alcohol and over the counter meds. I don't know why, I have diazepam, sleeping pills and antipsychotics to knock me out. Ultimately doing this makes me feel worse in the long run, but it shuts my brain down at the same time. Maybe that's why I'm feeling shut down and numb to an extent.