Well, the doctor wanted me to stay home yesterday, but he let me go back to work instead. He was mad, because he couldn't reach me by telephone. They sent me two certified letters that I have not been able to pick up. Hello... he knows I work an hour away from where I live. If I can't even take myself to the doctor when I am sick, how am I going to find the time to pick up certified letters from the doctor?! Don't get after me, just pay for me to have the phone you want me to have! Grrr...
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At work, we have seven boys in isolation because of the flu... a big worry at the shelter, because of the flu epidemic through Mexico. I was unable to find the file they audited. When I got to the office, the forms they had been looking for were on my desk the whole time. How could she have missed them? I don't understand... They will probably hound me about it...
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I waited to pick up medications until last night... one because I waited til payday and two, because I waited for the doctor to call in my prescriptions... The doctor hounds me to take my meds, and then, he doesn't call it in? Grrr... I was at the pharmacy waiting and waiting forever. I wish I didn't ever need to mess with doctors... If I didn't have to get doctor excuses to return to work, I probably wouldn't bother. Gotta get my health back up to par.
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One good thing about being sick is that I lost seven pounds. I'm only about 20 flu's away from my ideal weight. LOL @ I really need to get back in shape... Lord, strengthen me in mind, body and spirit, because I continue to stand alone...
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Last night I had another dream. I was wearing loose clothing, dancing, and my inner child was with me. We were happy, dancing freely to the music. A man's voice asked me where I went today. He followed us and saw us dancing and full of joy. He said he wanted to go with us, too, but then, the room was so cold that I lost the dream and I could not get back to it... After that, I kept feeling someone staring at me in my sleep and I have not been able to go back to sleep... Now it is already time to go back to work... Grrr...
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5 comments:
I like your dream:) May you get to that moment in your real life, too. Certified mail is a pain, and if they truly wished to reach you they could have also sent a non-certified copy of the letter to your regular mail. Telephones are outrageously expensive. You hang in there and get better. One would think they'd want you home to not spread your germs onto them, but hey, they've got to harrass you instead. Oy. God be with you. You're not truly alone; please do remember that. Sometimes, faith in God and my friends support is what gets me through, too.
Hi Win,
I hope you feel better. I hope all is well with the job, too.
Hopefully now that you have some meds, you'll start to feel better!
Sending prayers of encouragement and healing your way.
Get well soon.
take care of you and take your meds - hope you feel back to your old self very soon~!~
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