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If I weren't an eye witness to how terrible I feel sometimes, I would completely dismiss myself for even complaining so much about it. I forced Josie to take me to the emergency room on Friday night because of the back pain. I got an injection of some major pain killer/swelling reducer. Couldn't walk properly on the way out. She drove on the way home. Got home, was happy to be on the couch. Found out very soon after that I would be spending my entire weekend alone. Apparently working as hard as I am means that I get more time alone. Cry myself to sleep on Friday.
Couldn't swim Saturday because of the pain shot, but did drag myself out of bed and into the office. First Saturday I've come in to the office in a while. Spent about six hours in the office trying to tie up loose ends for the audit. I think they're about to leave, but not sure. Shane was here as well. Just the two of us in the entire building until Ray J. showed up. Used more foul language than I have at the office in a while. Pain shot stopped working around Saturday afternoon and I resolved to just stay put after I got home to nurse the poor thing. Did a bit of cleaning up. Processed some bottles, cleaned up the kitchen (looked like a tornado blew through). Simple stuff. Watched some scary movies, cried from the pain and went to sleep.
Sunday morning woke up at O' Dark 30, put all the laundry (including the biohazard bathroom towels) into the car. I was starting to not feel well. By the time I got home I was really not feeling well. Made it up and down the stairs a couple of times to get everything put away and then crashed on the couch for a while. Depressing British TV dramas, nausea, headache. Cleaned up the rest of the apartment with a sore, sick stomach. I think the pain meds going away made me very sick. I was basically coming down from all that stuff and my body couldn't handle it. Was so uncomfortable that I was up until around midnight last night trying to feel well enough to sleep. Finally fell asleep and got up six hours later to come in to the office yet again.
So here I am. My stomach is killing me, more than it has in a while. My back is now killing me again, I'm nauseous, sick, headachy, and all I want in the world is to feel better. Hopefully will be able to leave work on time today, but I'm not counting on it.
Couldn't swim Saturday because of the pain shot, but did drag myself out of bed and into the office. First Saturday I've come in to the office in a while. Spent about six hours in the office trying to tie up loose ends for the audit. I think they're about to leave, but not sure. Shane was here as well. Just the two of us in the entire building until Ray J. showed up. Used more foul language than I have at the office in a while. Pain shot stopped working around Saturday afternoon and I resolved to just stay put after I got home to nurse the poor thing. Did a bit of cleaning up. Processed some bottles, cleaned up the kitchen (looked like a tornado blew through). Simple stuff. Watched some scary movies, cried from the pain and went to sleep.
Sunday morning woke up at O' Dark 30, put all the laundry (including the biohazard bathroom towels) into the car. I was starting to not feel well. By the time I got home I was really not feeling well. Made it up and down the stairs a couple of times to get everything put away and then crashed on the couch for a while. Depressing British TV dramas, nausea, headache. Cleaned up the rest of the apartment with a sore, sick stomach. I think the pain meds going away made me very sick. I was basically coming down from all that stuff and my body couldn't handle it. Was so uncomfortable that I was up until around midnight last night trying to feel well enough to sleep. Finally fell asleep and got up six hours later to come in to the office yet again.
So here I am. My stomach is killing me, more than it has in a while. My back is now killing me again, I'm nauseous, sick, headachy, and all I want in the world is to feel better. Hopefully will be able to leave work on time today, but I'm not counting on it.