This week has been challenging.
I’ve been dealing with low moods, fatigue -again-, and poor concentration. I am definitely not at the lowest point that I’ve been, but I’ve definitely been struggling.
I reached out to Dr. M at the centre, and heard back from him. He’s admitting me for a week to give me a chance to reset. I don’t think I’m at the point of needing to be admitted yet, but I will follow his advice. It’s why I called him.
I have to admit though that the idea of going inpatient during a pandemic scares me more than a bit.
Still, I have to look at the positives. For starters, this is a somewhat controlled admission. I’m not going into the emergency room once things have gotten completely out of control. I’m following up with my doctor and following my safety plan. Progress.
Second, this admission is just planned for a week, which is going to be my shortest hospital stay in over a decade. The reason is I’m getting in front of problems before they get too far out of hand. Again, progress.
Finally, I need to be grateful that there is this place for me to go, because the fact is lately I have been finding it harder to function. My sleep has not felt anywhere near as restful as it usually is, and my concentration is lagging, which means that any studying I do right now is virtually useless because I am not retaining the information. If this week away gives me the kickstart I need to continuing functioning, I’m all for it.
All that being said, I don’t have to like it. It is a pandemic situation, and things are going to be significantly different in there than they usually are. Still, I can suck it up, and do the work, and hopefully come out healthier and stronger.