Felt like I have had the start of tummy flu since Sunday.
Having my big surgery on Tuesday, the first one I have ever had.
I had a day off for my pre-op last week...my boss has been very kind, but thinks it is good to keep me busy and wants me in for ONE AND A HALF DAYS THIS WEEKEND!
Keeping me busy worked for a while...but not now. I want a chai latte. I want to relax and see a friend or two.
And I am worried about everything. The poor doggies here, Baby and Lady and Emerson...and Cosmo, and that stupid airhead who owns Shy Guy and hasn't called more than one vet! I worry about Bri's babies! I worry about the magazine I work at as we are struggling with a couple of designers in the short term since our old one got a great offer from another company. I worry about the ads. (As my boss said, "I'M not panicking...it's ok.)
And I think it sucks to ask me to come in on the weekend. A morning? Maybe. But not 1 1/2 days on a long weekend!
I am sleepy and just want to rest. Is this pre-op stress? IT WON'T HELP TO HAVE ME WORK ON THE WEEKEND!!!!
I an venting and ranting and sorry for everyone who has lost so much here lately...now my batteries need to be recharged...I can't do it any more....
Vent vent vent...I am mad!....![]()
Everything got to me and I just
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