Preoccupying My Mind

The last couple of days I have been doing my very best to be preoccupied.
I have an appointment tomorrow.
To some people, getting a couple of needles into the joint space of the Sacro-Iliac Joint is not a big deal, but for me it is an excruciating procedure. It is fast and it is even deemed simple, but the first time I had it done was only 6 months ago, and the moment itself was awful.
It may have taken two minutes, but those two minutes are awful. Next week the other SI joint gets the injection. Not only is the procedure awfully painful, but the few weeks after the injection includes the emotional side effects of Cortisone, including mood swings, excessive appetite, and random fits of yelling or crying at absolutely nothing.

So why am I doing it again?

Well, the Cortisone helps mask the symptoms. It helps superficially reducing the pain for a while. Last time it seemed to help the pain for nearly two months. 
From what I can remember - at a time when a lot of different things were happening.
I am not positive at how well it helped. I am not positive that the pain of the procedure is worth the short-term relief. All that I know right now is that I made a point to ask for another appointment. So it must have helped. At the very least, it means that I want to try this treatment at least once more to analyze the benefits.

That doesn't make it any easier to go through.
It is an awful pain - just the freezing is enough to make me pass out. The very first time I blacked out - I can barely remember walking out of the office, let alone getting dressed and out of there.

So today, being as apprehensive and panicky as I am, I needed to preoccupy my mind.
Luckily (sort of) our fire alarm needed to be replaced so it was beeping this horrifically high-pitched beeping sound that had both Decker and I whining haha.
Then I worked on organizing photos from our wedding to share on social media (which took forever). Then, while simply sitting and relaxing with Rj, I could not sit still. After dinner, I started playing a card game, and still could not escape the anxiety. I did my Tuesday night injection and now I am watching Cinderella while writing this blog.
Preoccupying my mind.

I am terribly nervous, but it's supposed to be worth it.
Let's hope the pain is not as bad as I remember and that the mood swings are mild and short-lived.

Fingers Crossed.