Killing Time At The Pit
It feels like Monday. Maybe that's because I had to stay home yesterday because my daughter's school was closed...due to SNOW in APRIL! WTF? I am so sick of winter, and it's supposed to be spring! And do I even get to enjoy my day off? Not really, because now I have to go in on Saturday. Sigh.
It might as well be Monday. Hell, the commute was like a typical "start of the week hell commute." A 45 minute drive took me an hour and a half. 45 minutes of which I spent in stop and go traffic...which was more stop than go. Must have been an accident but by the time the traffic cleared there was nothing to see, so I don't know what it was. I only know I got to work at 9. So it's either work through my lunch or stay till 5. I chose work through lunch. Not that I've been doing much work. Just can't focus today. My head is killing me.
Which brings me to my next issue. I missed my second dose of meds last night. Just forgot. That happens when you have the memory of a 90 year old alzheimers patient. I woke up with this terrible headache. Not a migraine, but pretty close. No over the counter meds are helping. Now because of this stupid drug I'm on, I get paranoid. Is it because I missed a dose? Is this the beginning of withdrawals? Am I getting addicted? I took them this morning and it hasn't gotten rid of the headache. It's probably just a headache. But me being the obsessive freak that I am can't help but worry.
You may be thinking, "Dumbass, just call your doctor." To which I reply, "Fuck you for calling me a dumbass." No, actually, in all seriousness, I know I should. Problem is, trying to get through to my doc is like trying to win a radio contest. The damn line is busy all morning, then they completely shut down from 1 to 2. Then, once I do get through, of course my doc isn't available to talk to, so I leave a message. And then we play phone tag for a week. I know how it goes. So I just say fuck it. I'm seeing her in a week anyway. Might as well wait, unless I go into seizures or something. I'd get a better doctor, but that would require better insurance. And I'm not even going to get into the scam that is medical insurance right now. Don't get me started.
So you could say my week isn't exactly starting out on the right foot. Add to that I still haven't done my taxes and I have about a billion projects that need my attention and my ongoing search for a way out of the flaming pit of misery...well, you can see where I'm going. Good thing I'm on meds or I might take out the next cell phone toting soccer mom in her giant SUV.
Today's post was obviously useless rambling. Don't mind me. I'm just trying my damndest to avoid actual work. 2 more hours in hell. I wonder if I can make it without reducing one of my co-workers to tears. (That's a good story! Remind me to tell ya when I haven't already gone on and on about nothing in particular.) :)
It feels like Monday. Maybe that's because I had to stay home yesterday because my daughter's school was closed...due to SNOW in APRIL! WTF? I am so sick of winter, and it's supposed to be spring! And do I even get to enjoy my day off? Not really, because now I have to go in on Saturday. Sigh.
It might as well be Monday. Hell, the commute was like a typical "start of the week hell commute." A 45 minute drive took me an hour and a half. 45 minutes of which I spent in stop and go traffic...which was more stop than go. Must have been an accident but by the time the traffic cleared there was nothing to see, so I don't know what it was. I only know I got to work at 9. So it's either work through my lunch or stay till 5. I chose work through lunch. Not that I've been doing much work. Just can't focus today. My head is killing me.
Which brings me to my next issue. I missed my second dose of meds last night. Just forgot. That happens when you have the memory of a 90 year old alzheimers patient. I woke up with this terrible headache. Not a migraine, but pretty close. No over the counter meds are helping. Now because of this stupid drug I'm on, I get paranoid. Is it because I missed a dose? Is this the beginning of withdrawals? Am I getting addicted? I took them this morning and it hasn't gotten rid of the headache. It's probably just a headache. But me being the obsessive freak that I am can't help but worry.
You may be thinking, "Dumbass, just call your doctor." To which I reply, "Fuck you for calling me a dumbass." No, actually, in all seriousness, I know I should. Problem is, trying to get through to my doc is like trying to win a radio contest. The damn line is busy all morning, then they completely shut down from 1 to 2. Then, once I do get through, of course my doc isn't available to talk to, so I leave a message. And then we play phone tag for a week. I know how it goes. So I just say fuck it. I'm seeing her in a week anyway. Might as well wait, unless I go into seizures or something. I'd get a better doctor, but that would require better insurance. And I'm not even going to get into the scam that is medical insurance right now. Don't get me started.
So you could say my week isn't exactly starting out on the right foot. Add to that I still haven't done my taxes and I have about a billion projects that need my attention and my ongoing search for a way out of the flaming pit of misery...well, you can see where I'm going. Good thing I'm on meds or I might take out the next cell phone toting soccer mom in her giant SUV.
Today's post was obviously useless rambling. Don't mind me. I'm just trying my damndest to avoid actual work. 2 more hours in hell. I wonder if I can make it without reducing one of my co-workers to tears. (That's a good story! Remind me to tell ya when I haven't already gone on and on about nothing in particular.) :)
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