I really don't feel like writing/talking/posting/anything anymore.  I'm 99% positive I have endometriosis, and 85% positive I'm effing dying.  (The dying part hasn't been confirmed by a doctor - it just feels that way.)

I hurt constantly. It's not a little pain, either.  I hurt so bad on most days, that it hurts to bend down and pick something up ( Read more... )

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.

I could be getting traaaaaaaansfered!  =]

This means ::

- No more pulling bags full of crap, that weigh more than I do.
- No more picking up said bags (and lifting them higher than my head).
- No more processing 3150+ bags of film an hour.
- I could (possibly) get to sit.  <-- very excited about this one.
- I'd be closer to Brian.  ( ( Read more... )

In have the next two days off, and I was planning on finishing the cleaning I had started last week.  In reality, though, that's most likely not going to get done.  I hurt everywhere.

Yesterday, all I did was hard-core labor.  I picked up shit bigger than I was.  My wrists hurt like hell (makes me wonder why I'm typing), and I hope they fall off ( Read more... )

I had my orientation at my new job today, and I'm not even gonna lie --

I'm scared.

My stomach still feels weird.  I've always had nerves, but this is rediculous.  I was supposed to work a partial shift after my orientation today, but they told us all we could leave, and I felt so sick to my stomach, I just went ahead and left.  I hope that's not ( Read more... )