28 days until my appointment with the specialist. And that's just to start getting help. I'm not going to get answers that day.
Today and yesterday were awful pain days, not letting up at all, and the idea of going to work for the next 4 days in a hat that squeezes my head so bad and just makes the pain ten times worse kind of stresses me out.
I'm tired. So tired.
Tired of the pain.
Tired of wasting days in bed because I can't open my eyes.
Tired of feeling like being awake is a chore.
I'm just tired. I want it to stop so badly, but I know that God has written this story for me for a reason, and I need to walk it out because He's going to do something awesome with it. I have to believe that.