Well, it's Tuesday evening and I thought I'd do a bit of a daily catch up to post before I leave. Monday was a struggle, I'm never good on a Monday anyway, but I felt under the weather, work was heavy going and I worked extra hours, so it was all I could do to not fall into a coma as I returned home. As you know, (because I missed your email.) I got an early night and felt a little better by Tuesday morning.
Really high winds across the country today... it's still Tuesday. I did my bit this afternoon and went to donate blood, we had the usual failing of the finger prick test, followed by the blood test from the right arm, (which hurt,) then the donation from the left, after much deliberation out of which of the two veins to choose from... I'm so lucky. I honestly didn't think they'd be able to take any as I've been so tired lately, thought the iron must be lower than usual but it was okay, well, just scraped over the required reading, I needed 125 and I was at 128 still, my arm did take a while to stop bleeding afterwards. Had a medicinal biscuit and coffee afterwards while I watched and waited hopefully for the torrential rain that arrived while I was in there, to subside, but it didn't, so I headed back to work and got soaked.
Upon return to work, one of the jokers I work with made a comment about me being ugly. This isn't the first time I've heard this, in fact, I've heard it many times before, so it's not exactly a surprise, and he was only joking, but I always think there is some element of truth in most joking around, and it never gets any easier to hear, doesn't matter how many times. Probably bothered me more because I'm hormonal and I'm extremely over tired. I actually felt a bit tearful as I got soaked for the second time on the way back to the car to drive home, not because of the comment, just because I felt so bad, but I always get a bit like this when I'm over tired and due for a break, so I know I'll be fine when I actually finish work on Thursday night, it's just the body and the coping mechanism packing up early.
Wednesday, well, I'm off work today. Brother in law finally had his op late yesterday and he's okay so that's a relief. Only one more close operation to go next week, and we're home and dry... for now. Went off to sleep like a light but woke at 3.30am as usual, hence the text to you! So lovely to catch up with you this morning too. J and I went to Chester, you'll be delighted to know, no bargains on offer... apart from my Christmas M&S candles that I have to have ;) didn't get most of what I went for but did get a bag for the trip that sits across my body and is big enough to hold my journal so I can record everything for you! I'm definitely getting a cold and while I don't blame the screaming baby in Boots for making my head want to explode into the four corners of the store, it didn't help... bless. One more day in work and then the panic will really set in. Home made veggie soup for me tonight followed by lots of clementines for the vitamin c and an early night.
Thursday, I honestly don't know how I dragged myself out of bed this morning, I had to cajole like you would a small child, "come on... it's the last one... get up!" It was so quiet in work to begin with, I honestly could have rested my head on my desk, and fallen to sleep. As the morning went by, in my head, I shaved time off my finishing time. I've worked hard Monday and Tuesday and got excellent stats by any ones standards, so I feel like they've had their money's worth this week. I was just clock watching to go home and finally begin my holiday. On the way home, I stopped off at my hairdressers to see if anyone could trim my fringe for me. My own hairdresser was there and free so she did it for me and didn't charge, bargain. I went to the supermarket before heading home to stock up on some none perishables then headed home for white fish and veggies followed by clementines.
So much to do tomorrow, but I'm so tired, I don't think I'll care even if I don't get everything done, can't wait to get to bed x
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