I second that...

March 6, 2008 - Thursday

Current mood: annoyed
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers

So I've been under the weather lately... what's new, right? I think I've been sick for the past two years or more... everyone who is anyone in my life knows the saga. First it was stomach pains which I thought were part and partial of an existing problem as well as stress related - that started late in the summer of 2005. Then all through the 05-06 school year I continued to have problems with stomach and flu stuff. It was lovely. I started a liquid diet that seemed to help things until the end of summer 2006 but then couldn't really afford it anymore so I had to go back to "real food" which started my belly up again. Then in January 2007 I went to the emergency room because I thought I was dying and come to find out the immense pain I'd been experiencing was from gall stones. From January to June I did the best I could, cutting out fat and trying to eat a bland diet, but the pain was still there. I got my gall bladder removed in June, thankfully, and over the summer of 2007 I lived illness free. It was amazing. Then in late October of last year, when I started a new job at a new school, I hit the germ jackpot and got the flu, a cold, mono, another cold, and now I'm getting over a respiratory infection that I've had for two weeks. On top of this I got a severe case of hives (which I've never had before) that piggy-backed the respiratory infection and flared up every time I had a fever. I'm on antibotics, pill steroids, inhaler steroids, a regular inhaler, benedryl and some other meds for other chronic stuff I won't go into. I can actually take a breath now without coughing up a lung, but I'm taking such a lovely combination of medicine that now my stomach is messed up again.

YAY FOR ME!

Now I'm not typing to make anyone feel sorry for me. I am fully aware that even in my immune system's ravaged state I am significantly more healthy than say, most of the population of HIV patients in Africa. I'm not looking for pity. God is good, whether I feel good or not. I am a little miffed, however, at a few of my family members right now, simply because I don't think they have a clue. Or, maybe they have a clue but choose not to acknowledge it. I'm not sure - they seem intelligent, but lately it's a little circumspect. Or, maybe they're just rude? Hmmm... maybe they're just rude when it comes to ME? I don't know, but something is definitely wrong because in the midst of
coughing
and fevers
and sleeping 12 hours a day
and calling in sick
and throwing up
and scratching
and taking cold showers to cool the hives
and putting on Gold Bond lotion after the shower
and rubbing in Vicks Vapo-Rub
and guzzling Nyquil
and taking Mylanta to counteract the Nyquil
and sucking on coughdrops until my taste buds feel like they're on fire...

I was told I needed to get a second job.

Yeah.

I've never had a problem with working two jobs. Technically I'm already doing that because I help out with my brother's business... plus I'm an on call tutor for my nephews when they need help with papers. I had a part time job from April 2006 to May 2007 at the Thomas Kinkade Gallery in the downtown mall until it closed. Before that I sold Avon on the side, before that I had a second job baby sitting, and before that was a barrista at a coffee stand. I have NO problems having two jobs, or even three for that matter. So why was I so offended when I was TOLD I needed a second job?

What's the point of getting a second job RIGHT NOW when I have struggled making it to my first job? It doesn't make sense to me. Am I the only one who thinks this is illogical? Am I the one who's off?

What's this about anyway? Am I around too much? Relegating myself to the garage and my bedroom isn't enough? Do I need to actually be OUT until 9 or 10 at night and not just out of SIGHT? Is it not enough that I'm up at 5 in the morning and you rarely see me after that except in passing? Should I go outside to use the restroom... maybe climb out a window?

It's not my fault the room isn't built, yet. I'm not blaming anyone because they have been sick and haven't been able to work on it, why am I being told I need to get a second job when I've been sick? I mean, I see that having a second job means my debt gets paid off sooner, and I'm all for that, but who in their right mind tells a person who has been to the doctor 4 times in one week that they need to get a second job? Who does that?

I can tell you who, but I'm going to let you guess. It shouldn't take too much brain power to figure it out.

I know I don't know everything, but sometimes I think I have a better handle on reality than some who say I have no common sense about me whatsoever.

Oi vey. Should I dare mention that spring break is coming up? I'll probably be volunteered to go work on a chain gang somewhere...

I think I'll forget to mention it.

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