Day Two Hundred & Eighty-two: 12/4/2023
I made it another Monday. I wouldn’t say that the day was uneventful, because everyday that you commit to your responsibilities is an event to be recognized. I’m still suffering from my neck and back pain. Causing me to sleep less and making the job itself a strain on my bones. Except, I’m not sure that I can get a doctor’s note for such a malady.
I’m not balled over in pain like I was last week, but I still have to be careful not to intensify the injury. It makes me feel older than I really am. Oh well, there is nothing I can do but follow the doctor’s orders.
Day Two Hundred & Eighty-Three: 12/6/2023
I have so much more respect for anyone that suffers from chronic pain. I honestly don’t understand how they handle life with constant agony. I’ve been suffering for just a few weeks now and I’ve broken down in tears because of the constant ache in my neck and upper back. The pinching on my nerve endings has caused me to miss out on sleep, and lack the strength to work. I had to call out of work yesterday. I woke up with so much pain that I could barely move. After hours of icing and medicating I had to make the decision to call out. I always feel guilty about calling out sick because someone else has to deal with my responsibilities. Anyway, I took the time and was able to come back to work today. Still in pain.
I barely made up my face and I wasn’t even in the mood to wear teal today. The strain on my psyche didn’t allow me the creative juices to really go all out like I would like to. My team was grateful that I showed up to work today. Though, it has also hurt to type. There is pressure in my left shoulder that basically makes my left hand and arm useless. Like what is this?! I know I’m getting older, but damn!
Day Two Hundred & Eighty-four: 12/7/2023
I decided to have a not so teal day. Sometimes we need to take a detour from our usual attire to remember that consistency can become monotonous if we aren’t paying attention. Since I take great pride in my appearance each day I try to change things up as much as I can. Even though I’m struggling with internal pain, I can still try to be glamorous.
I may not have done as extensive makeup as I have in the past. That was because I was laying on top of an ice pack up until thirty minutes before I was to leave for work. I have to say it again, I’m in such awe of anyone that has to deal with chronic pain day in and day out. I feel like such a wimp. I haven’t ever had to deal with such agony, and it isn’t a severe case, but the pain definitely feels severe.
I might be a cranky fairy but I wasn’t ready for this evening’s events. There were THREE! There was a full band concert that consisted of both middle school and high school. There was a dance recital in the dance studio. Finally, the visual arts presentation in the theater. I think there was also some art exhibit. Anyway, the building was full. There were reckless students running around everywhere. I had to even yell at a handful as they were goofing around in the hallway as I was trying to go from room to room to vacuum.
I was totally perturbed by their behavior. I was annoyed that there wasn't any adult supervision as these kids were running amok as if they’ve never heard of decorum. Absolutely disgraceful. What were they thinking? It’s not my job to discipline the bad behavior of adolescents. I already have to clean up after their literal shit, I don’t have time to deal with their shitty behavior.
I know I use this blog more for my complaints than anything else, but what am I to talk about? How lovely the students played or performed? Except, I never get to experience these things. I’m the chump that has to clean up after their fun. I think I need some serious sleep and relief from this pain in my neck and back. Then, maybe I won’t be such a curmudgeon.
Day Two Hundred & Eighty-five: 12/8/2023
I made it! Exhausted but I made it through another week. Even though I only clocked into four shifts this week, but it felt as if it was more like ten! The strain in my neck and back has been absolutely horrible. It is a strain on my body and my mind. It’s been difficult to concentrate or even remember basic components of my duties.
There were more events, but we learned from our mistakes last night and we definitely weren’t going to allow the students to roam the halls as if the passageway was their own amusement park. Nope, not tonight!
Especially on a night with snow. Don’t get me wrong, I love watching snow. As it comes down from the sky, the light from the street lamps seems to shimmer off the frozen water. The landscape is covered in a layer of sugar. During this time of year there is also the gleam from Christmas light installations. It’s beautiful, but it means that I can’t ride Gladys. My 1966 Firestone teal bicycle doesn’t appreciate the fresh snow. She becomes unsteady and I’m very likely to hit the ground hard. I won’t risk my body’s safety this winter. I’m suffering mainly because of the falls I’ve had on my bicycle. So, as the snow falls I’m reminded that I have to walk the two miles home. At least the week has ended!
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