Jan 16, 2009 13:02
Moving the location of an entire hospital isn’t any easy and when you are, like me, taking care of 15 different departments, plus coordination sure is … impossible. My stress level bar has gone passed the red, and my body is screaming out for help. I celebrated my 30th extra hour today. Two weeks to go before we are all off though the work is so massively tyranic that we actually need twice that at least. I will end up with two weeks to take off work just by extra hours by Febuary. I dislocated my shoulder yesterday but popped it back in just in time before bad damage, which means that I will end up in the ER before we are done moving for undetermined damage. I’m the only one standing still here. All my colleagues are off for personal matters.
Example ? Eve is crippled from a car accident’s whiplash. Add on top of my worries the fact that due to moral harassment Adeline’s popped a vertebra out and has been restrained too. My Dad is off work due to legal fighting with his job trying to screw him over. And to top this off, my cousin passed away two nights ago from cancer after much suffering. I can barely even gather up enough energy to be happy over my babe moving back in with me, Velvet’s check up results coming in all clear and normal, and Satine being … fluffy.
Thus I’m knackered. Drained. Totally Useless.
With a drastic need for my head to be empty.
EDIT 1 : Eve is off work now. I'm promoted to BOSS ( and only person standing ). Wonderfull ...
EDIT 2 : I developped an allergy for god-knows-what's-in-the-dust. Couldn't get any better.