It's nearly midnight. My heart rate is currently 176 bpm resting*, and is irregular as all hell.
I'm trying to calm down and let the drugs work their magic but sonofabitch this is awful. I guess my grand experiment to get off the drugs was a bad idea. I'd rather be fatigued and exhausted and sluggish than in heart hyper-drive. Shitty options but they're all I've got at the moment.
For the first time I'm actually looking forward to this surgery.
*thanks to the nifty heart rate monitor on my galaxy s5, I know this with silly amounts of accuracy.