Today: the kind of very stubborn depressive mood where I couldn't focus on work but also couldn't successfully zone out to any distraction, music and podcasts failed to resolve into any significance, and no idle daydream was forthcoming. Just bitter involuntary presence.
Towards the end of the workday I remembered that I'd forgotten to do my shot again last night and so was now two days overdue, which cheered me up a bit because it suggested a merely chemical diagnosis and remedy. Might not be true but it's a reason to postpone the sense of crisis for now. Have just injected, let's see.
I'm running dangerously low on the juice, there's a bit of a supply shock in the DIY HRT world recently for whatever reason and I procrastinated ordering another vial until way too late. I did place an order on June 15th but had to use a US supplier, and they seemed to already have a big order backlog, mine was stuck on "shipping label created" for a couple weeks, anyway tracking shows it moving now and arrived in the country today.
But the vial I had been using is basically empty already, I've returned to my first ever vial which I initially abandoned once it got low enough to be annoying to draw from, but kept in the cupboard with a view to having an emergency backup in case I somehow need that, I guess this is now the emergency. Hopefully there's not some kind of badness about putting 18-month-old EEn into your self. I think I should now survive the drought unless something new goes wrong with this shipment but I'll be cutting it basically as close as possible, even with me slightly reducing dose for the past month for rationing purposes. My friends don't be foolish and lazy like I was...