A calmer mood lately, partly because the pain of the torn tendon has been going down a little. Partly because I have been thinking about suicide which is quite comforting. After the pic/ultrasound of the tear, I decided I'm not going to get injections of platelet plasma. They want to charge me 800 usd to remove some of my blood, spin it, and then give my plasma part back to me, to help the injury heal. While I understand about platelets and growth factor, still, wtf. Like buying back my own used vehicle from a used-car lot. Exagerating. But I do see some glaring weirdness in that, almost a patriarchal ceremony what with fluids and needles and the whole Rube Goldberg scheme potentially costing me a lot of money.