its wednesday

It's 1:13am. So it's wednesday. This morning I have to get up early and make it to clubhouse and alse to get my blood drawn. Then I have to get home and do a little bit of last minute straighting up because Ricardo is coming over for a home visit. I'm a little nervious about this. What if my apartment isn't clean enough? What if he snoops around and finds my blades and takes them away and sends me to the hospital? No one from the clinI ic has seen my apartment.

Last night I had trouble sleeping because the acid reflux was so bad to sleep propped up to an almost sitting up position and could feel the acid in my throat. I threw up once last night. I hate throwing up. It leaves a nasty taste in your mouth even if you brush your teeth and makes you feel shitty.