Hi all,
Feeling low today. Not to for any great reason, but there is a big sum of little ones...
A while ago, one of lumps burst. Since then I've been in a huge amount of pain. I can't sleep. To appreciate what its like, put a tennis ball under your neck, then try sleeping .... Good luck to ya.
To no-one's great surprise, sleep doesn't come. I am bushed. I am drained. I am sleep deprived, and in the hot weather, I'm grumpier than Emu with Rod Hull up its bum.
I've done something recently, which is a departure for me. I am now having to consider surgery. I have an appointment booked. The alternative if the last 2 or so weeks is anything to go by is a just hell.
I am feeling guilty as I am intending to sign myself off work next week with "stress". I dislike this intensely. It feels like lying.
But the truth is I need time to sort my head out. I need to sort out my sleep hygiene, get some proper rest. I need to eat. Somewhere in being so tired, I stopped eating.
No of this is good. None of it is healthy. Its me at my worst.
Stress is not what I would call this. But it may be what it is. Please tell me what you think. I'd be interested. Its why I ask.
One issue I know I am going to have is a stupid idiotic sick leave policy "that rewards covid with time off" (Get a cough, get 10 days off!) but expects me to get a diagnosis from my doctor for "stress".
Excuse me, but I don't need a flipping doctor to tell me I'm stressed by sleeping on a tennis ball. I need a surgeon to remove it.
Which pee's me off. And because I try to observe integrity in everything, it just leaves me more stressed........
Perhaps I need to .... cough cough, be less honest ....
This is not a good world!