Which end is up?
These have been a trying few weeks at work. The good news is that we are now past the mini-busy season; things really dropped off the past few days. However, I am now stuck playing catch-up with things going back two weeks, soon to be three. As BBC's taskmaster, I'm supposed to be on top of his various projects; that's not been possible as of late. There's too much I'm juggling with my own job to be able to stay on top of him. Plus, this is the time of year that his projects explode. He still has several batches of things to check over before determining what all needs to be done with them. Oy.
I've been stressed out enough lately that YC noticed, big time--I discovered a card on one of my clipboards this morning with a very sweet note in it, aw. We have a lot of similarities, and I know she has anxiety about things, so she's picked up on my own anxiety as of late. It's more that things are so hectic that I can't tell if I'm coming or going, and we've had scheduling changes, both personally and professionally, that aren't helping. This was my first week of three long days in a row. I'm surprised I'm not *that* tired, honestly, but I think it helps that it's not like I'm working this whole time. I forced myself to take half-hour walks on Wednesday and Thursday, and that always puts me in a better mood. Wednesday wasn't hard, but yesterday...
It doesn't help that I've been feeling a bit weird as well, like I'm having a digestion issue, but the location of it has concerned me--oh God, is it my appendix? I mean, it's not like you can get appendicitis multiple times, right? It acts up, it comes out. I think it was Tuesday night that I started feeling something odd on the lower right side of my abdomen. Wednesday, at work, I then felt these odd muscle contractions--front and back--in that area. They lasted a while, too. The odd feeling returned at some point. However, I also felt stuff on my left side, like it moved around, and I don't know that I would call it pain, though there was some discomfort. I recall grandma feeling like she had food poisoning when her attack hit, and none of that really came aside from anything that was likely psychosomatic. Today? I'm okay. But I slept really poorly. I have a busy weekend ahead and tomorrow could get interesting.
Anyway, I'm not up for writing a ton, but stuff has definitely happened this week between work and band, and exciting things will be happening tomorrow and Sunday. This is why I've been praying, okay, don't be my appendix...I want to at least get through tomorrow afternoon, you know?
I've been stressed out enough lately that YC noticed, big time--I discovered a card on one of my clipboards this morning with a very sweet note in it, aw. We have a lot of similarities, and I know she has anxiety about things, so she's picked up on my own anxiety as of late. It's more that things are so hectic that I can't tell if I'm coming or going, and we've had scheduling changes, both personally and professionally, that aren't helping. This was my first week of three long days in a row. I'm surprised I'm not *that* tired, honestly, but I think it helps that it's not like I'm working this whole time. I forced myself to take half-hour walks on Wednesday and Thursday, and that always puts me in a better mood. Wednesday wasn't hard, but yesterday...
It doesn't help that I've been feeling a bit weird as well, like I'm having a digestion issue, but the location of it has concerned me--oh God, is it my appendix? I mean, it's not like you can get appendicitis multiple times, right? It acts up, it comes out. I think it was Tuesday night that I started feeling something odd on the lower right side of my abdomen. Wednesday, at work, I then felt these odd muscle contractions--front and back--in that area. They lasted a while, too. The odd feeling returned at some point. However, I also felt stuff on my left side, like it moved around, and I don't know that I would call it pain, though there was some discomfort. I recall grandma feeling like she had food poisoning when her attack hit, and none of that really came aside from anything that was likely psychosomatic. Today? I'm okay. But I slept really poorly. I have a busy weekend ahead and tomorrow could get interesting.
Anyway, I'm not up for writing a ton, but stuff has definitely happened this week between work and band, and exciting things will be happening tomorrow and Sunday. This is why I've been praying, okay, don't be my appendix...I want to at least get through tomorrow afternoon, you know?