Gross Physical Update
So the blister on my finger appears to have turned into a scab covered by a layer of skin. At some point I'm expecting the skin to break and the whole thing to peel off, but right now it just looks like some gross melanoma.
I'm heading back to the doctor tomorrow. The trial prescription of lorazepam I got only has about two doses left -- it seems that two pills is what it takes to knock me out enough to be able to get past the snoring and I only had 12 pills to start with.
Still getting through. Last night was weird -- Lisa didn't really start snoring until four in the morning, which is really too late to take anything, but I got through okay.
It seems I'm more stressed about it than I thought. Lisa tells me I've been vocalizing distress at night without realizing it, so she'll wake up to hear me whimpering or whining as I'm dozing. It's really bugging her out and making this far harder on her than I want it to be. It's not her fault after all. It's not like she chose this or anything.
Oh, and the appointment to see the specialist? May. Tomorrow I'm going to see if the doc can find another specialist sooner.