Was today typical?
Was today typical? Decidedly not.
Our main printer broke and our secondary one kept jamming. It was a rough two and a half to three hours of stress and hurry up just to wait some more. I usually love my desk, because it’s a standing desk that I have a tall chair for in case I need to sit. But today I was up and down trying to help them get either printer working before the repair technician showed up.
I was already struggling with my pain levels before I did the deck chair Hokey Pokey. Now, my pain levels are through the fucking roof. I threw up both breakfast and lunch today. I legitimately thought I was going to pass out at one point, because I had to take a bunch of deep breaths. I just sat the fuck down in the middle of the hallway near the bathrooms because I was just… out of it. My ears were ringing, my vision went spotty, and I thought I was going to throw up again. It wasn’t a headaches my butt would have gone to the ER. But it was like my usual full ache was dialed up to eleven.
Between this fibromyalgia flare up, the left hip bursitis, my white blood cell count being up to 10.4 K/ul (down from 12.67 in February where fuck if anyone knew why it was that high), my PCOS giving me double trouble for the last three months in a row, and my anemia kicking my ass it’s a wonder I can get out of bed.
I’m so tired of being in pain. I’m so weary. Hopefully my new treatment team will be of better help to me than my previous one.
Goodness knows I have a better, if still small, support system right now.
Take your meds, folks.
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