Medicated depression, day #297
I worked my hours today, even stayed a little longer as I felt that I had some "flow" and got a few things done, also arranging a hand-holding meeting with an external consultant that will help with troubleshooting something that we haven't been able to successfully set up ourselves.
I was supposed to go for a walk with a friend, they messaged me and let me know they hadn't yet slept and had spent the night awake, I responded that it was OK to take a rain-check on this walk as my feet are hurting and I'm super tired.
Went by the pharmacy on my way to the bus, got the medication that I ran out of when filling my medication dosett box on Sunday, also got the anti-depressive medication.
Sitting now, listening to music, just came home. Thinking about if I'm hungry enough to whip up something for lunch or if I should go and rest for a while, son arrives in about 4 hours and requires food to be inserted in a timely manner, otherwise he'll get stuck in front of the Playstation until his time runs out and will then be grumpy from being hungry and tired.
Mom has been to the oncology clinic again, metastases are growing. She gives no indication of how much or any level of severity, just that she has it and it is progressing. She went to radiology treatment as she can't stand chemo, it almost killed her last time around as the slurry they put her on last time almost killed her intestines, it took months to come back from that treatment .. and the metastases came back too.
Fuck Cancer.