Rough week.
First, I figure out that chocolate is a migraine trigger for me. No more M&Ms.
Then, last Saturday evening, as I rode my bike home from work, I had a bad fall. I managed to walk the remaining block and a half home, and my housemate took me to the ER. Diagnosis: hairline fracture of the radius at the elbow, bad sprain of the wrist, big bump on the knee, and mild sprain of the ankle. All on the left hand side.
I had hoped to skip the last COBRA payment as my new insurance kicks in on the 1st. No such luck. So, $400 for COBRA, at least $100 that the ER will bill me, and probably another $50 in band-aids, Ace wraps, arnica ointment, ice packs, and heating pads. Could have been worse. I could have been run over by a car (I fell from the sidewalk into the right lane of traffic), or I could have fallen over the railing into a dry creek bed.
My work schedule has been changed. Twice. I am now on a 12-8:30 shift, which has all the disadvantages of an evening shift and none of the advantages. My weekend is now Wednesday/Thursday, so socializing is going to be a challenge. I promised to do a project for church that I procrastinated on, and now I pretty much can’t finish, because I’m down by a hand.
Finally, yesterday, my car’s gear shift linkage broke. I had to have it towed. The repair bill was $200 more than the estimate, which was still $650 more than what I have in pocket. When I questioned this, the guy on the phone recalculated it down by $75, which leads me to believe that I should question harder when I pick it up on Monday.
sigh
Again, it could be worse. I could have died. I could have been hurt much, much worse. I could have been without health insurance. I could be completely without a car. I could be salaried without the chance to earn overtime. I could be living alone with no friends to drive me to the ER. I could still be working for the same flatulent butthead, as opposed to the darn cool boss I have.
Still, I feel a bit like putting my head on the desk and sighing loudly. Could I have a break, please? And not a literal one, thank you, but a metaphorical break.
Any sympathy you feel like lobbing my way would be greatly appreciated.