Cow-orker K is gone. Today was his last day, effectively. He has another two and a half weeks' relieving duties at a branch lab before he goes to the Bad Lab Place.
Early this week it looked like it might not happen. He was getting cold feet, and the boss had been trying to talk him out of it. (*grr*)
I got desperate. I put forth a grovelling invocation; I gave Them blood and pain in dedication, and I'd never done that before. And They came through for me.
So what if I'm working this long weekend. So what if I'm on call for all of it. And what matters it that I'm in pain and wobbly with dose-change side effects.
K is gone, and THE major source of my workplace stress is gone. I didn't realise how much he bothered me until I heard the news of his resignation. And suddenly it was as if I could breathe for the first time.
It was worth every little bit, I swear.
I must thank
msvyvyan,
neon_dream and
mecha_of_heart for their advice and support through some of the recent crap I've been going through. Hugs and lots of whiskery kittysmooches to you all. I am currently sublimating like a Bitch and will continue to do so - you lovely ladies have saved my sanity. *0_^*
And certainly not least gratitude is due to the support and advice of
anysia, who thoroughly deserves the thanks below the cut. XP
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Just for you, sweetie. Isn't that a nice...necklace? :P