I’m feeling so exhausted with this.
I’m parking about two blocks away from the hospital now, in South Surrey, on some side streets that form pathways through a maze of fenced off city blocks. Behind these large steel blue barriers sit lots where older homes had sat for decades. There footprints are barely visible, as all that’s left are the grass, shrubs, and trees that landscaped each lot. It feels a little desolate, and a large development proposal sign sits in front of one of the fences, promising 12-16 story buildings with shops and almost 500 apartment units. With the number of homes that are coming, it makes me wonder why the hospital across the street didn’t get a larger ER built when it was expanded in the last few years.
I’m doing this as I can’t afford to park at the hospital anymore. It can cost anywhere between $3.20 to $10 or more per day, depending on where I’m able to park. @cityofwhiterock street parking is slightly cheaper than the lots adjacent to each side of the hospital, and both are monitored regularly.
The walk wouldn’t be so bad if I was going for regular physio for my stroke, or to appointments for group therapy or counselling - but with my foot injury, it’s putting undo stress on the toes and when I get home, and slip off my shoes, I have been finding large pockets of blood which have soaked into the front of my white socks. I’m going to need offloading footwear again - another cost I can’t afford right now. The pain in my toe is sharp, and it runs through my foot and up my leg. I try to limit the Tylenol 3 to one a day, but often I find I supplement it with extra strength nighttime Tylenol to help knock me out. But it’s not working at night. The foggy insomnia seems to have become an immutable part of my life.
I feel so behind with things again.
I feel so ashamed. So stupid. So angry. So alone.
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