Mreh.
Another day of split-sleep. Still tired.
Had to split the sleep because my session was in the mid-afternoon and, due to the changes in my medication, that meant that I’d only had about 3.5-4 hrs of sleep before I had to be up. It also meant that I was still mildly under the influence of the sleep med when I got there.
It was an interesting session. We went over the changes in my meds and the way that I’m taking them. The therapist will be coordinating with the psych again soon to evaluate things. Talked about a variety of things from how I’m reacting to the changes in meds to fun ads on the radio that catch my attention to work. Ah, work...
Work is, quite frankly, going away very soon. Once again it isn’t personal, and there’s nothing I did, could have done, or can do about it. The company has officially been sold to another and they have no use for the California operations as they are based elsewhere. So in 36-45 days the building will close down after the “due diligence” and transfer operations are taken care of.
So I’m looking again. I have a few fall-back plans as well but I’d rather have a job. Oh well.
After the session Rak and I got lunch, then I proceeded to become unconscious again until I had to get up and go to work. Because of the split-sleep I sort of overslept a bit.
So now I’m at work doing what most everyone else here is doing since we got the word last week: not much. Morale has taken a nosedive and productivity is near non-existent. We’re all just marking time, taking the paycheck while it lasts, and looking for other jobs.
Had to split the sleep because my session was in the mid-afternoon and, due to the changes in my medication, that meant that I’d only had about 3.5-4 hrs of sleep before I had to be up. It also meant that I was still mildly under the influence of the sleep med when I got there.
It was an interesting session. We went over the changes in my meds and the way that I’m taking them. The therapist will be coordinating with the psych again soon to evaluate things. Talked about a variety of things from how I’m reacting to the changes in meds to fun ads on the radio that catch my attention to work. Ah, work...
Work is, quite frankly, going away very soon. Once again it isn’t personal, and there’s nothing I did, could have done, or can do about it. The company has officially been sold to another and they have no use for the California operations as they are based elsewhere. So in 36-45 days the building will close down after the “due diligence” and transfer operations are taken care of.
So I’m looking again. I have a few fall-back plans as well but I’d rather have a job. Oh well.
After the session Rak and I got lunch, then I proceeded to become unconscious again until I had to get up and go to work. Because of the split-sleep I sort of overslept a bit.
So now I’m at work doing what most everyone else here is doing since we got the word last week: not much. Morale has taken a nosedive and productivity is near non-existent. We’re all just marking time, taking the paycheck while it lasts, and looking for other jobs.