Should've been posted 2/28/2006
Well, I don't have to go out drilling on Monday. I got to the office Friday morning and my coworkers came at me with a barrage of questions and incensed -though they weren't hiding it well- at Paul and Chris (Chris being the one who was supposed to do the drilling to begin with). Obviously, they didn't think I should have had this project forced upon me. Anger swelled in me when I found out Chris knew for a week that he couldn't do the drilling, but waited until the last minute to pawn it off on me. Not only that, but he didn't have the balls to call me himself and had the boss do it for him. Brian and John stood behind me as I relayed my concerns about being unable to perform the physical aspects of the job; I could supervise and pick out formation contacts, but at this time, I may or may not be able to carry 3 dozen 50-lb core boxes to and from a truck bed. So I don't have to do it; John is going instead, which makes me feel rather guilty, and I told him I'd bake him oatmeal cookies - even though he can't eat many cuz he's diabetic, but he loves them so I'll give him 5 or something.
That was Friday, so I'm not filled with such dread and anxiety about that. However, I did manage to have a mini-meltdown yesterday afternoon. After telling my parents about the light-headedness and spells of weakness, my mother called me Saturday afternoon and professed she was worried I had something serious and should see a primary doctor (which is on my list of things to do). She said it might be lyme disease. I told her I wasn't worried that it was lyme disease, and I had my own reasons for thinking so. She kept on about it, telling me she would keep calling me to make sure I saw a PCP. I felt I had no choice but to tell her about all the mental health crap I've been trying to figure out. I started in by saying I really wasn't ready to tell her about it, even though it wasn't a serious condition. But I told her anyway, and…
Funny that that is where the LJ window decided to close on me a week ago, almost to the day. I thought it was all lost, but apparently, as I went to make a new entry today, LJ can “recover” text. I never would have thought. Unfortunately, since last week, I’ve lost the desire to write about that, but figured since it was saved after all, I should post it b/c if I hadn’t thought it lost, I would have posted it then. Sorry if my grammar is a little off, I’ll write about that next.
That was Friday, so I'm not filled with such dread and anxiety about that. However, I did manage to have a mini-meltdown yesterday afternoon. After telling my parents about the light-headedness and spells of weakness, my mother called me Saturday afternoon and professed she was worried I had something serious and should see a primary doctor (which is on my list of things to do). She said it might be lyme disease. I told her I wasn't worried that it was lyme disease, and I had my own reasons for thinking so. She kept on about it, telling me she would keep calling me to make sure I saw a PCP. I felt I had no choice but to tell her about all the mental health crap I've been trying to figure out. I started in by saying I really wasn't ready to tell her about it, even though it wasn't a serious condition. But I told her anyway, and…
Funny that that is where the LJ window decided to close on me a week ago, almost to the day. I thought it was all lost, but apparently, as I went to make a new entry today, LJ can “recover” text. I never would have thought. Unfortunately, since last week, I’ve lost the desire to write about that, but figured since it was saved after all, I should post it b/c if I hadn’t thought it lost, I would have posted it then. Sorry if my grammar is a little off, I’ll write about that next.