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Today the alarm went off, and I gained enough consciousness to wince at the migraine bearing down on me. I slept for another 40 minutes, then staggered upright so I could message my boss and let him know I was tapping out sick.
(My boss and my company continue to be eerily good about employee wellness. When I talked to my boss last week to fill him in on my situation, he told me to work from home as long as necessary, and then reminded me about the snow forecast and that I shouldn't take any chances with slipping.)
In semi-related news, I am TIRED of being tired. Yes, I'm recuperating from a health issue that took me to the hospital. Yes, my sleep has been messed up because of pain. Yes, tiredness is a side effect of tapering off heavy medication. But DAMN, am I resentful of feeling like this.
And finally, ugh, January. It has alway been a meh-to-ugh month for me, but ever since Mom died (nine years ago, good lord), it's been worse. The only good thing about January is that several wonderful people have birthdays in this month.
(My boss and my company continue to be eerily good about employee wellness. When I talked to my boss last week to fill him in on my situation, he told me to work from home as long as necessary, and then reminded me about the snow forecast and that I shouldn't take any chances with slipping.)
In semi-related news, I am TIRED of being tired. Yes, I'm recuperating from a health issue that took me to the hospital. Yes, my sleep has been messed up because of pain. Yes, tiredness is a side effect of tapering off heavy medication. But DAMN, am I resentful of feeling like this.
And finally, ugh, January. It has alway been a meh-to-ugh month for me, but ever since Mom died (nine years ago, good lord), it's been worse. The only good thing about January is that several wonderful people have birthdays in this month.