Matt, I hope your family has a lot of strength right now...or the freedom to not have any at all, if that's what it takes.
It's a trial before the Big Installation, right? That seems worth doing to me. From outside your body/life/self, obviously.
It's still two paddles inserted into my spinal area, a remote control, a battery pack on my hip, and a foam collar for a week.
They're gonna
love
giving me pain meds all gussied up like that, I'm sure of it.
Damn, I bought a Lion bar a few weeks ago, and I finally opened it, and DELICIOUS. I don't need delicious chocolate bars. At least it is too much for me to finish at a sitting.
Matt, My sympathies to your family.
I found some pics of my Jamaican high school friends and took them to show to my Jamaican co-worker. As she flipped through (she found one intensely familiar), she pointed to a white friend and asked "Mother?"
Uh, that's a 14 year old white former classmate. I forget some people think I'm biracial, but Joanne Fletcher is NOT my mother. Heaven forfend!
It's still two paddles inserted into my spinal area, a remote control, a battery pack on my hip, and a foam collar for a week.
Oh yikes.
So there's a work thing that I've been hiding from for months and am finally trying to deal with and it's so hard, because I really did screw it up, and ugh.
I have run out of motivation. It's naptime now, right?
Matt, much ~ma to you and your family.
ita-- Yikes-- that is a lot of equipment. But if it helps?
Matt, I'm so sorry.
I was a little bewildered when the alarm went off this morning.
I took today off (we traveled home yesterday from the NYE event, and I knew I'd need a day of decompression), which means going back to the office tomorrow is going to be WEIRD.
Oh, Matt, I'm so sorry for your family. Much strength to you all.
And I just realized I'm taking my mother to a dentist's appointment as well as a psych visit this afternoon. Joy.
But a friend has some open wine from New Year's to get rid of, so I might help her with that afterwards...
But if it helps?
See, it's not actually about my headaches. It's about my neck pain. Which I do intensely dislike. But it grinds me to a halt less than the headaches.
I'm looking at the Skillpath courses that my manager forwarded to me. I wonder if I get to take two? I am tempted to ask for the "how can I be nicer???" ones, but I'll just ask for project management like a good girl.
However, my Christmas vacation was a like...call me Scrooge, I guess, but I was only visited by the Ghost of Christmas Past, and apparently I'm quite the bully. Which...cracks me up, but that's not fair to the people that think I strong-armed them into whatever conclusion I decided was right that day.
Oops.
