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February 25, 2005

off work and feeling blue....

I have been off work for a week now, WCB claim about my shoulder. I go to the Doc again this afternoon, I am going to ask both about the shoulder and my meds....I am currently still on the PaxilCR and my med insurance doesnt cover it, $2/day.

So I am going to ask about regular Paxil, where I can get it in generic form and I guess they will pay for that. They also dont pay for Lipitor, Lamactil, they only pay for my bloodpressure med, so out of 200 a month, they pay me 22 bucks..I am worried about this because who knows when I will get any money from WCB, either. I am both bored and depressed
life sucks today

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February 10, 2005

missing work....

So yesterday morning I was not in good shape. I went out the night before to Karen and dan's, where I had a few too many drinks. I also have been feeling rather crappy for a few days, possibly the flu.
So, I call work at 2am and tell robbie to leave a note saying I am sick. Then I sleep in till 7ish, gisele called and left a message, I tried calling back, went back to bed.
Long story, semi short...

I stayed home for the day and my throat was raw by the end of it. I went in for this morning at 6, sheepish as hell. I apologised to everyone for my fuck up.
Why do I do these things? It makes NO sense to me at all. There is an evil side in my brain some times which I can not do anything about. I then feel like a little girl who has done something terribly bad..this is insane, trully. Do I like feeling like this? I don't know. I know when its happening, my mind is in consant turmoil, even my body reacts..(cramps, diahreea)

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February 01, 2005

strange things...part trois (3)

For the past 2 sundays I have worked alone. Last sunday in fact, was surely from hell. I worked my 8 hours...needed more time...worked 2 more...needed more time...found Kim *store manager on duty* asked if I could extend my day (after 10 hours we have to ask or not be paid the double time we deserve). Sundays are bad days, busy out in the store , plus busy from being shopped out on Saturday, so a lot of catch up to do, and Sheila is off, so her job also has to be done (panning doughs and pastries for the next day, plus extras like pies, cookies and pastries for the day at hand) so on sundays, I am two people.
In the end, I worked 11 hours, got off work at 3pm..went home, had a bite to eat, had a nap and went back to work at midnight, pulled another 4 hours, then went home at 4am. So, 15 hours in a 24 hour period, definatly something Travis will go off about. I had tuesday off, so slept like a log on and off all day, no housework done, other than a couple of loads of both dishes and laundry and making dinner, the house is scaring me how messed up things are.
I am not a legendary hero, I sure don't feel like one, I also don't feel like I need any commendations either, I was just doing my job.

I just figured this out, I think... so will continue here. I think this will only let a certain amount of the actual entry show, the rest will be linked with a "more from"... type thingy.
Rachel (new front end supervisor) has had some family issues come up and is off until Wed or so..two days it was just Bong (bread guy) there and travis and i in the back. I went up and filled the showcase, talked to Fred about this cuz travis was griefing me up about doing stuff that wasnt my job. I have to deal with this in my own way, Sheila also came in for a visit and told me it wasnt.. yes, by Union standards, its not. But I have some company loyalty. I can't see the point of baking it all if we arent going to put it out for sale? Stupid, I say. If people can't buy it, we can't get paid... makes sense to me. So yes, things have been extremely stressful for a few days now. Anyhow...
my back is hurting and my wrists are on Fire. (I need an actual computer desk rather than 2 TV table shoved together)
I am tired
for now...if anyone reads this..sorry about the length,
Mania rules

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strange things... the sequel

I have to say I am feeling bad for feeling good about yesterday (it's 4:33 am, I woke up and here I am..and a day off, too!)
Yesterday was a pretty good day...other than Billy has been very sick for a few days now (day after his 13th Birthday, Happy teenage Birthday, Billy!) I think I will try and get him in to a doctor today, which means a trip to emergency as there are not enough docs in this town to actually make an appointment in the near future.

Brody and I both had the day off so we decided to head downtown early for when the bank opened. I received a cheque on Friday, an Alberta Family Income rebate, $250.00 which comes twice a year, sort of a supplement for lower income families. Perfect timing as I was rather broke and payday is not until Thursday. So off we went, getting there thinking the bank opens at 9, its 10 so we went to A&W and had a nice breakfast together, it's always nice to have the chance to talk to him as a grown up, something I still can't actually believe has happened, seeing I left the island when he was 19.5 and didn't see him until he is almost 21. Very strange indeed. It is so good having him here.

The thought train is all over the place this morning..I trully think the meds are not quite working yet. I am definately somewhat manic today.

We then went to Superstore to get some popsicles for sick little Billy at home, and funny I still see him as so young, but as with all men/man children, they are babies when they are ill. :-) Sorry guys, we all know this is true!
As we are entering, Belinda is out having a smoke (she used to be front end bakery supervisor, recently moved to produce.. her and Travis are friends out of work, also) she says to me that Travis has walked out and gone home...something I would not do on a day working alone (I don't think?). He has left 4 racks of bread to finish baking and be depanned, about 400 loaves. Apparently, once I go inside, grab the things I want and head to the bakery to talk to Sheila..he was crying ... actually crying about the "stressful day" and doing the order (his job seeing he is assistant supervisor, back end, and loves to push this fact around)..then LEFT. I didn't offer to stay, screw that, I need a day off too. He had been off the day before, and Sunday is the worst day.

Point of the story? I feel good about it. I feel bad about feeling good, but I still feel GREAT.
I am surely evil and shall be damned for being so.

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