Showing posts with label weak legs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weak legs. Show all posts

Friday, March 20, 2009

Save me

Hang on friends...this post is sure to be all over the map. My mind is on a million different things and sometimes you just have to let it all out.

It's Friday, and that makes me happy. I don't have to go to the dreaded j-o-b for two whole days. Sadly, I really like the work. Beyond that..the people are truly not my cup of tea. Mostly the women - woman- in the office. Yes, they are my employees, but I am telling you---there is no way I can get rid of a lifer in the office. I have no clue what her issue is, other than just pure assholiness. It is difficult enough for me to be stuck in an office with any other person, even if it were the most compatible person on this earth..too much togetherness makes me want to hide. In this case...ugh---I am not sure how long I can take it. She is petty and spiteful and oh-so-sweet when necessary. I thought I had the problem handled but I was wrong. I can see the writing on the wall here, and although I have no choice in this matter, it won't be long until I am searching for quieter (greener) pastures. I have dealt with this problem directly, in typical ME fashion, beyond that, I have no idea what to do. Save me.

Do any of you get tired of dealing with the same old issues, the same old problems, the same old people, day after day? Am I the only one on this planet that will say the same words to the same person perhaps 5000 times? Then, on the expected 5001(th) (LOL), I just say---"well I guess I don't blame you. Yes, you are absolutely correct. Yes, I am sure that's right. Yes, yes, yes, YES." Because no matter what, what I am saying is of no use, no importance, not being heard. And why would I continue to beat myself and the other person up? I sincerely believe that if a person has a problem and wants to talk to me about it, and that person and myself do not agree about what to do about that problem, and that person continues to talk about it, continues to wallow in it, then it isn't really a problem, but a way of life for that person. Am I wrong? I know this may be hard to follow and I apologize for that. But the world is full of folks that like to talk about their issues. And complain. But those very people will do nothing to make the outcome any different, because complaining is NOT going to change it. And apparently, they don't want to change it, they just want to talk about it. Save me.

I have had a rough week, physically. It has literally been all that I can do to make it to work and then back home. There are things that have needed doing...like I am completely out of coffee filters, officially, and I have just not been able to make it. I have to get to the grocery store this evening...I have some serious concerns about why my legs are hurting so bad and are so weak and I know I need to see my doctor, but I already know there will be no help or no answers. I was told when I had the surgery on my neck that the neuropathy/myelopathy would or could return for any reason at any time. Yes, there are medications to help the pain, but not the weakness. Yes, I need to get back on one of them, but I have resisted because I could handle it up until now. Apparently, I can no longer. I have an appointment with my neuro in May -- the 20th. That is a long time to wait, but it will give me, the ultimate pollyanna where this subject is concerned, time to miraculously improve. Save me.

And now I am off---to see the wizard? My rocker? In lala land? To the salt mines?

Yes to all of the above. Save me. :)