Last night was not boring. I can
say that much. I haven't been that sick in a long time. I tried to
rest, relax. Take a long soaking bath. But I felt even more sick and
dizzy. I went outside with my body still soaking wet just to cool off.
It didn't work. It was the pathetic type of sickness that forced me to
bed. The room would spin when I closed my eyes. Head pounded. My body
was hot. Every muscle ached. I tried to cool off with ice. With cold
compresses. I dragged a trashcan close to my side of the bed. I'll stop
there. I thought of calling a co-worker around 12:30ish to work a 9-9
in my place. I just knew I wouldn't be well enough by morning. I kept
water bottle after water bootle on my night table. Let's just say I
drank enough water to drown a whale but not enough to quence my thirst.
I finally managed to sleep but woke up early and could not go back to
sleep.
I packed lots of water into my
pocketbook. Yes, it held 4 waters and no it still wasn't enough water to
get through the day. I went in early to work.
Work was not a nice lady today. She was a bitch. Had a schedule mishap
between two people that resulted in the no one showing up to relive my
split-shifter. That completely sucked and I was not in the mood for it.
I couldn't be pissed at one of the people because her grandfather had
just passed away the night before. That and well, it really wasn't her
fault to begin with. On the up side of things at work, we won the sales
week. Up 33%, not too shabby and once again looking good right before
the owner visits to go over evaluations. I'm still not looking forward
to the evaluations considering I have to deal with my bad situation.
It's the knife in the back part I'm worried about. But fuck it. I will
so kick her ass if she screws with me.
say that much. I haven't been that sick in a long time. I tried to
rest, relax. Take a long soaking bath. But I felt even more sick and
dizzy. I went outside with my body still soaking wet just to cool off.
It didn't work. It was the pathetic type of sickness that forced me to
bed. The room would spin when I closed my eyes. Head pounded. My body
was hot. Every muscle ached. I tried to cool off with ice. With cold
compresses. I dragged a trashcan close to my side of the bed. I'll stop
there. I thought of calling a co-worker around 12:30ish to work a 9-9
in my place. I just knew I wouldn't be well enough by morning. I kept
water bottle after water bootle on my night table. Let's just say I
drank enough water to drown a whale but not enough to quence my thirst.
I finally managed to sleep but woke up early and could not go back to
sleep.
I packed lots of water into my
pocketbook. Yes, it held 4 waters and no it still wasn't enough water to
get through the day. I went in early to work.
Work was not a nice lady today. She was a bitch. Had a schedule mishap
between two people that resulted in the no one showing up to relive my
split-shifter. That completely sucked and I was not in the mood for it.
I couldn't be pissed at one of the people because her grandfather had
just passed away the night before. That and well, it really wasn't her
fault to begin with. On the up side of things at work, we won the sales
week. Up 33%, not too shabby and once again looking good right before
the owner visits to go over evaluations. I'm still not looking forward
to the evaluations considering I have to deal with my bad situation.
It's the knife in the back part I'm worried about. But fuck it. I will
so kick her ass if she screws with me.
Moody Bitch: thirsty
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