I’ll make this quick, since my shift ends in 10 minutes and I don’t have my own computer at home, anymore.
That’s right. I sold my computer for $950 to help cover some of the money we lost by my being out sick without sick leave for 8 days.
In bullet form, here’s where I am tonight:
- My manager made an exception and didn’t put me on final warning
- But I didn’t get the job I interviewed for because I was on second warning
- We cleaned the house and even got all the debris carted off by Bagster (yay!!!)
- My insomnia has been intractable and I’ve taken something to help me sleep about 2 out of every 3 nights
- On Monday I had a stomach ache. On Tuesday it turned in to intestinal distress, all-over joint pain, and a high fever. A blood test and urine sample at the ER (who can afford to take time off work for a dr’s appointment when they’re on attendance warning??) revealed nothing.
- I am now somewhat fixated on two possibilities: that I have cancer, or that I am pregnant. They are equally likely (which is to say, not very), but the fixation is driven by sleep deprivation and the side effects of whatever drug I took last night to try to sleep (Hydrocodone in this case – I didn’t sleep well but I certainly had interesting dreams; Benedryl two nights before that, and Trazedone and Benedryl the night before that).
Oh, and by the way, the rib pain I may have mentioned that incapacitated me last year around this time? It’s been hanging around again, like a suspicious-looking ex-convict.
This time, I keep promising myself… this time I will not rest until I find out what’s causing this. No more just covering up the symptoms, which I can push through if I try. I want to know what’s causing this stuff to happen.
Physical scheduled with a new (and potential primary care) physician for March 27.
Oh how I miss my computer lust after a new computer.
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I remember you!
I’ve even seen you nekkid and overdressed, probably all in the same day. I know where all your dimples are.
I think you do not have cancer; I think you are not pregnant. I think you have a diviticular problem and/or tummy flap thing going on, and I think you’re taking too much medication for it. In the alternative, you may simply have IBS, which is not glamorous, but which is a pain in the gut, and deserves a certain amount of sympathy.
I have thought long and hard about you, you know, for a year or two. So, if thinking about it does any good, you should be in good shape.