01 10 / 2014
A day at work with no painkillers—not even ibuprofen!
28 9 / 2014
28 9 / 2014
Nothing lifts low spirits like a trip to the piercer. Not getting any new holes, but swapping out some shinies.
27 9 / 2014
I haven’t been really talkative lately, guys, and I’m really sorry about that.
The first day of school at the college that I work at was last week, and the students have moved in, and it has been stressful because we are at about half the staff we are supposed to have because we can’t hire students until they actually move into school—cyclical, I know—which means we have a week or two of no staff to fill gaping staffing holes.
Last Sunday, I worked for fourteen hours and didn’t sit down once. Or eat.
The next day? Thirteen.
The next day? Twelve.
That wednesday, halfway through dinner service, my body temperature dropped, my fingers went cyanotic, I had full-body spasms, and I was transported via ambulance to the hospital.
There was nobody to call—I have no friends who actually live in the Bay Area. My parents don’t even know yet, because they’re on vacation in Canada.
I’ve been off work since then and I can barely sit up straight without pain.
Please take care of yourselves. Please eat and please take a rest when you need it. don’t do this.