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Been a while since I've updated.
And, finally, I did something to my ankle, not sure what. On Saturday, work called telling me I was late (Apparently I'm supposed to call them on Fridays to ask about the future schedule, but no one told me to do that, so I didn't, so I was called and late) on Sunday I was worried about being late again, so I ran down the stairs, heard a hideous noise from my ankle, and found myself in a world of pain. Went to work anyway where it wound up swelling up, and me being in so much pain I almost cried/vomited and needed several meds in order to get any sleep.
On the plus side, I'm really getting along with one of my managers, Michelle. She might even clear up some difficulties I've had with the other managers.
Back to the ankle.I iced it on and off all day yesterday, but today I have work. Dad's been debating if I should see a doctor, as he believes they'll just tell us what we already know. I have work today, tomorrow, and thursday, all of them six hour shifts involving me standing at the register and walking around the store to clean up and such, which probably isn't good for the ankle. The problems are that A) my ankle isn't exactly healed, even though the swelling has really gone down, in that it still hurts to walk normally and turn with it, and B) according to mom looking at my bank account, I still haven't been technically paid yet. So I need to keep going to work until I collapse or they kick me out.
So, yeah. Not going to be a fun week. I can't wait for mom to get home and we can see Brave together.
- Despite me continuing to suck at my job, I'm still hired, and apparently have a 401k investment thingie.
- Mom and Oldest Sis are away for the week.
- One of our cars is dead.
- No complaints about the internship, everything seems to be going smoothly there.
And, finally, I did something to my ankle, not sure what. On Saturday, work called telling me I was late (Apparently I'm supposed to call them on Fridays to ask about the future schedule, but no one told me to do that, so I didn't, so I was called and late) on Sunday I was worried about being late again, so I ran down the stairs, heard a hideous noise from my ankle, and found myself in a world of pain. Went to work anyway where it wound up swelling up, and me being in so much pain I almost cried/vomited and needed several meds in order to get any sleep.
On the plus side, I'm really getting along with one of my managers, Michelle. She might even clear up some difficulties I've had with the other managers.
Back to the ankle.I iced it on and off all day yesterday, but today I have work. Dad's been debating if I should see a doctor, as he believes they'll just tell us what we already know. I have work today, tomorrow, and thursday, all of them six hour shifts involving me standing at the register and walking around the store to clean up and such, which probably isn't good for the ankle. The problems are that A) my ankle isn't exactly healed, even though the swelling has really gone down, in that it still hurts to walk normally and turn with it, and B) according to mom looking at my bank account, I still haven't been technically paid yet. So I need to keep going to work until I collapse or they kick me out.
So, yeah. Not going to be a fun week. I can't wait for mom to get home and we can see Brave together.