I just need to rant again...things are just getting a bit annoying for me right now. Basically, I've had a combination of things going on the last couple months. It all started with some sort of allergic reaction that had my fiancee and I breaking out in crazy itchiness regularly - we finally have that figured out, and we're medicating it, but it's going away slowly. Source was probably from gardening, and getting some crap on us that was particularly vibrant and resistant. La de da.
Things got a bit worse when I managed to hurt myself at work - I honestly thought I had a hernia, it hurt so bad, but when I was sent to the ER they couldn't find any evidence of that. I'm getting worker's comp and some physical therapy to try and repair what is likely a small tear in my abdomen muscles, but I'm more or less in daily pain. Which blows. Add into that some stomach problems that may be gall stones (not sure, can't afford to get it looked at on my own bill ATM) and I'm having some real physical issues here.
The biggest problem? I can't frigging sleep again. Since I found some cool sleep tricks, I've been avoiding my insomnia problem...but it's back with a vengeance now. Of course, I work the graveyard shift, so having insomnia during the day means I'm double screwed: by the end of a night, I am basically brain dead to the point where I simply can't think my way through simple problems.
As if that wasn't enough, I'm starting to get stressed out that my job (which I enjoy) is getting tired of dealing with me. They've been patient with the injury, and the medical restriction that's put me on, but as I've gotten more and more tired, I've made more and more dopey ass mistakes. This morning I managed to annoy two of our managers by screwing up something, and I annoyed the third one just a few hours later. Half the time, when I talk to guests, I can't even speak correctly because I'm so tired, and end up muddling my way through half of my conversations. When asked a simple question, I look like an idiot since I have to force my brain into a cold start just to figure out something I've known for months.
My fiancee hasn't said anything, but I can tell he's worried...my appetite has gone down, and I've lost about 20 pounds in the last month or so (not illness related, don't worry). While I've always had shadows under my eyes, the last couple weeks they've started to become a lot more pronounced. More often than not, I wake up after only a few hours of sleep, and even though I can't get back to sleep, all I want to do is just lay there. I get hungry but I don't want to eat, so it's fairly safe to say that I'm back to dealing with a depression point, but I just can't seem to get myself out of this funk.
I don't know that typing this out will help...but I needed to rant about it somewhere. Now it's time to try (with futility, I'm sure) to get a little more sleep before work tonight, where I will hopefully succeed at not making a complete ass of myself again.
Oh, and my car's breaking down. Fucking a, I'm really just waiting to fall off a cliff, or get disemboweled by some random escaped wild animal...it would be an improvement.
Things got a bit worse when I managed to hurt myself at work - I honestly thought I had a hernia, it hurt so bad, but when I was sent to the ER they couldn't find any evidence of that. I'm getting worker's comp and some physical therapy to try and repair what is likely a small tear in my abdomen muscles, but I'm more or less in daily pain. Which blows. Add into that some stomach problems that may be gall stones (not sure, can't afford to get it looked at on my own bill ATM) and I'm having some real physical issues here.
The biggest problem? I can't frigging sleep again. Since I found some cool sleep tricks, I've been avoiding my insomnia problem...but it's back with a vengeance now. Of course, I work the graveyard shift, so having insomnia during the day means I'm double screwed: by the end of a night, I am basically brain dead to the point where I simply can't think my way through simple problems.
As if that wasn't enough, I'm starting to get stressed out that my job (which I enjoy) is getting tired of dealing with me. They've been patient with the injury, and the medical restriction that's put me on, but as I've gotten more and more tired, I've made more and more dopey ass mistakes. This morning I managed to annoy two of our managers by screwing up something, and I annoyed the third one just a few hours later. Half the time, when I talk to guests, I can't even speak correctly because I'm so tired, and end up muddling my way through half of my conversations. When asked a simple question, I look like an idiot since I have to force my brain into a cold start just to figure out something I've known for months.
My fiancee hasn't said anything, but I can tell he's worried...my appetite has gone down, and I've lost about 20 pounds in the last month or so (not illness related, don't worry). While I've always had shadows under my eyes, the last couple weeks they've started to become a lot more pronounced. More often than not, I wake up after only a few hours of sleep, and even though I can't get back to sleep, all I want to do is just lay there. I get hungry but I don't want to eat, so it's fairly safe to say that I'm back to dealing with a depression point, but I just can't seem to get myself out of this funk.
I don't know that typing this out will help...but I needed to rant about it somewhere. Now it's time to try (with futility, I'm sure) to get a little more sleep before work tonight, where I will hopefully succeed at not making a complete ass of myself again.
Oh, and my car's breaking down. Fucking a, I'm really just waiting to fall off a cliff, or get disemboweled by some random escaped wild animal...it would be an improvement.
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