Well… my case manager at my doctors office called and they have sent in the required information to hopefully get my card turned on for food purchases and things like my cell phone bill. My medication was delivered through my pharmacy at the hospital system where I go. These are my new pills. They are small and hopefully will not give me nightmares, hopefully will make me feel a little less manic, hopefully they will not cause me to sleep as long , and maybe I'll actually start taking them every day. They would probably like this, but I haven't asked. Lol

This is the mug that my coffee machine just puts the coffee into. No pouring required. And it holds multiple cups and is big and wide so I don't have to line anything up. I just put it in it spot.

That is not coffee creamer in the background. That is Splenda. I hold that container against my body and turn with the other hand. It provides me leverage and as long as the top is not on too tight I can get into it. I root (is that the right word?) around with a spoon and try to gather some up. I tap it on its side to get rid of excess so it does not fall off and I get it into the cup which is beside it. (it comes in a plastic floppy pouch. My cousin has to pour it into the container for me) The coffee creamer is in the floor. It's all a very delicate dance.

I asked my case manager to apologize to my doctor for me. I explained to her what happened and why it happened. I've blown up at my case manager over email before. Not in person but she seen it. It was long and made me look like a madman. That is what it's like inside my head.

Originally written by B. On July 2nd, 2026.