I put in some cuts for y'all.
We got stimulus money at the Lab to finish the renovation of the lab space. Hooray for $5M and new labs! Bad news is that my group has to move and has nowhere to "swing" during construction - there is no vacant space. We have to double up with others. Stress!! I'd be even more stressed if I didn't have manuscripts in the bank. I'm not dependent upon collecting the data right now for the year end (publish of perish). I have 4-6 manuscripts in production and will rearrange the work schedule to favor short-term research over long-term research in order to compensate for lost resources. We need to move by FY10 (Oct 1) somewhere...
Remember those hives? I had an allergic reaction on my thighs to something (&trade) which, due to my overactive immune system, rapidly spread and started weeping gross stuff. My jeans stuck to it when I disrobed for Doc. Gross. Ew! It got infected. I am taking DMARDS for my 'thritis which basically is knocking out the immune system's fast response network. Ooops. I got two shots in the ass - corticosteroid & some sort of penicillin. I also have a topical steroid lotion to put on my hives. I also get to take a histamine blocker for the next few days.
Good news is that I took the first dose of DMARDS without any problem. I tend to nap during my lunch break as I am taking 4 different medications that "may cause drowsiness" all by their lonesome. When I am awake - I am AWAKE and doing things. I'm super-productive. I crash hard though.
I know that I need to adjust to reality and stop playing the pity card. I know that I will heal. I know that I am tough. I know that I can make it through. I still dream of walking away. I know I can't get away. Why now? What is so special about the last six months that all these things could happen? Why now?
Why now?