How do things suck right now? Let me count the ways.
A little inventory of how my life is going right now...
Sinuses are still infected as hell, but at least my lungs have stopped hurting like they want to jump through my chest and kill me. I'm still dripping snot and phlegm all over the place, including into my water every damn time I drink which let me tell you how lovely an experience that is. However, this pain has been replaced by the pain in my uterus, which is apparently falling out in large bloody chunks as I have been bleeding like there's no tomorrow for five days now. For a refrence point, between my PTSD and my birth control shit, I usually get my period like once every six-eight months or so and it's not this heavy.
Also, I put on the trip o'meter today to see how many miles I travel in a day, pointlessly back and forth as I drive Aus, Jeanette, Brenda, and mom to where they need to go every day. The answer is....
130 miles a day
Five fucking days a week, and on the weekends I get a 'break' and only have to make two trips instead of the usual five. Oh joy.
On weekdays my day starts at 8 am, and my last trip is over at 8:30 pm. Then I have a few hours to 'relax' (more like try to catch up on what I've missed by having no time to do anything but transport people) and so forth before bed and getting about six hours sleep before doing it all over again.
In short, for those who didn't want to read the TMI section - I'm fucking miserable and I hate everything right now.
Sinuses are still infected as hell, but at least my lungs have stopped hurting like they want to jump through my chest and kill me. I'm still dripping snot and phlegm all over the place, including into my water every damn time I drink which let me tell you how lovely an experience that is. However, this pain has been replaced by the pain in my uterus, which is apparently falling out in large bloody chunks as I have been bleeding like there's no tomorrow for five days now. For a refrence point, between my PTSD and my birth control shit, I usually get my period like once every six-eight months or so and it's not this heavy.
Also, I put on the trip o'meter today to see how many miles I travel in a day, pointlessly back and forth as I drive Aus, Jeanette, Brenda, and mom to where they need to go every day. The answer is....
130 miles a day
Five fucking days a week, and on the weekends I get a 'break' and only have to make two trips instead of the usual five. Oh joy.
On weekdays my day starts at 8 am, and my last trip is over at 8:30 pm. Then I have a few hours to 'relax' (more like try to catch up on what I've missed by having no time to do anything but transport people) and so forth before bed and getting about six hours sleep before doing it all over again.
In short, for those who didn't want to read the TMI section - I'm fucking miserable and I hate everything right now.