HIGHPOINT OF NORTH VALLEYS REGIONAL PARK 125X September 30, 2021

Skipping a day of exercise due to a small mental health crisis, nothing was going right on Wednesday the 29th. I was being refused refills on some medication, and was being run around. I had food, and agitated, resorted to CBD oil gummies to calm me down and try to sleep it off. A link on the medical provider website inspired me to try this. I called the provider number, and they replied, suggesting the ER. I had been through that, placed on a cold gurney for some 36 hours, with no food or water, mostly. I had to try to treat myself, so I motored to the local dispensary and bought some gummies, but with no THC, on registering.

Going to bed, I fell asleep, and with food early the next morning, sought to try a hike this Thursday. Turning about after some 10 minutes, I was in no mood to bag a peak. By past and vanished e-mail messages, I had not been receiving medications by mail. Going to the Post Office, yesterday, they claimed all was well. I finally got more messages and phone calls to say my meds were ready at the local pharmacy. The co-pay was now affordable, so I'd get my meds, the lack of which may have contributed to my mental state by untreated blood sugar levels. I couldn't think too well, and was confused a bit. I'd do this on the first day of the new month, as the latest pharmacy message came too late for getting it today.

Beforehand, resting and sleeping for much of the morning, I finally awoke, feeling better at about 1:30 p.m. I was clearer minded, so resolved to go get food and do a hike. Going to the supercenter, I had a bargain sub meal, and also my fav treat. Then I motored the very short way to the parking lot, and began my hike. Bagging then the highpoint of North Valleys Regional Park 125X, it was much nicer in the warmer afternoon. The sun was high in the sky, and though somewhat anxious about my medical condition, I completed the hike okay.

With my AirPods, I had been listening to an artist with similar mental experiences. With Depression and even suicidal ideation, I liked her Emmy-winning music and songs. Would such music be affecting me too much? I'd been listening to her songs for weeks.

Now figuring that I was over with my crisis, I got the news, with my tech, and fell asleep to get up in the later evening. I did webwork, and this is my therapy for some mental occupation. With the coming new month, I'd pay my bills, and get to saving and frugality. Resolving my issues solo, then, sleep and rest was what I needed.

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