So, last week was...fun. I got my period. I've been very clearly starting menostop, so the last two were SUPER LIGHT and this one was the exact opposite. Light the first day and then Freddy descended and I felt like that scene from the original version of The Shining, with the elevator doors opening and ALL THE BLOOD IN THE WORLD coming out. It was so bad that I bled through the heaviest tampon and biggest pad. Twice. At work. I ended up going home and then staying home the next day and bleeding through a lot of things.
As soon as that lightened up, I caught my roommate's cold. And then went to work anyway because it's not COVID, and because I'd already missed work this week and...well, on Thursday, a coworker told me about a time she'd coughed so hard she broke a rib. And my body went, oh, that sounds like fun, but let's be original.
Pretty sure I strained a few muscles including my diaphragm. Sometimes if I cough too hard, it hurts along my left side. Sometimes, right in the middle. Sometimes, not at all. This is what I woke up with on Saturday.
It's still going on, but it's lightening up. This is fucking ridiculous!
Worse, it was sunny last weekend. And I couldn't just get my bureau out into the sunlight and scuff-sand it. Because I was hacking up a lung. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Today is work, the temp will be there, answering phones, because my teammate is going to another city this weekend, and I am going to come home ENTIRELY wiped out from listening to someone talking all day. I don't even mean talking to me, I mean on the phone. As it turns out? I'm just not used to it anymore.
As soon as that lightened up, I caught my roommate's cold. And then went to work anyway because it's not COVID, and because I'd already missed work this week and...well, on Thursday, a coworker told me about a time she'd coughed so hard she broke a rib. And my body went, oh, that sounds like fun, but let's be original.
Pretty sure I strained a few muscles including my diaphragm. Sometimes if I cough too hard, it hurts along my left side. Sometimes, right in the middle. Sometimes, not at all. This is what I woke up with on Saturday.
It's still going on, but it's lightening up. This is fucking ridiculous!
Worse, it was sunny last weekend. And I couldn't just get my bureau out into the sunlight and scuff-sand it. Because I was hacking up a lung. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Today is work, the temp will be there, answering phones, because my teammate is going to another city this weekend, and I am going to come home ENTIRELY wiped out from listening to someone talking all day. I don't even mean talking to me, I mean on the phone. As it turns out? I'm just not used to it anymore.