Here I Am, Awake.

I'm supposed to be asleep, but Felbatol isn't letting me. I have a huge doctor"s appointment tomorrow that I've been thinking about while laying in bed. The thoughts started out harmless, just wispily getting my thoughts together before I nod off to sleep. Then, I started to really dwell on exactly what I want to say to him. In detail. Angrily. Mostly about my last experience in the hospital, and what Felbatol is doing to my psyche.

I just took some Ativan so I can sleep, so I'm writing this while I wait for it's effects to take hold. There's not a whole lot I want to say because I'm trying to relax. Have a good day everyone. Please don't take tomorrow for granted.

Goodnight.