I don’t want to be here.

I know today is Wednesday and I am supposed to be writing about art.  Yeah, not going to happen.  I am going to try to work on my latest enthusiasm (which is trying to draw flash for tattoo parlors), but I don’t have any pics of what I currently have.  And I hate what I have, even though people have told me at least one of them is really good.

I woke up this morning feeling like my throat was on fire.  It still feels like it is.  I am sitting at work after taking multiple meds to try and deal with the pain and the allergies and drainage causing the issue.  I don’t want to be here in the least.  But if I go home, I lose money.  Even if I used part of one of my personal days to make up the money, I would then lose time with my best friend who is coming in for my birthday in June.  *sigh*  So I am feeling whiny and bitchy.  Yay.  I have already had to apologize to a coworker for being rude.  Luckily he’s really laid back, but still.  I am trying not to go into a full-on rant on here because I know my mind-set is being affected by my illness and pain.

So BLAH!

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~ by theartistryofthebipolarbrain on February 22, 2012.

6 Responses to “I don’t want to be here.”

  1. a- totally agree with you on every level, life sucks ass when you’re sick and have to be somewhere

    b- i love you and if you are sick and need to take a personal day and get one less day with me then so f-ing be it. take care of yourself. you getting sick and then sicker still and then uber sick is not going to be a good thing.

    so in conclusion of why i should be president- yeah, totally snicker here since i would never be elected for dictator which is the only way things would get done- you take care of you. first you, last you, always you. its about damn time.

  2. I checked my temp when I got home. It’s okay. Also took a look at my throat the way I told you I would. Tons of irritation, but doesn’t look like anything else. I will check again tomorrow, though. Thank you so much for looking out for me.

  3. When your best friend comes there? But I thought you were coming here… I’VE BEEN REPLACED AS BEST FRIEND?!?

    Ok, this demands a duel, EKE1984, nerf guns, 10 paces.

    But seriously, take a day if you need, or just do what I do: warn people in advance that you are cranky. *hug* just two more days and weekend!

  4. Really now? Nerf guns. You’re so safe. Airsoft semi-automatics are more my speed.

    And yes, you’ve been replaced. I have boobs. I’m the only best friend with boobs. So yes, automatic win for me because of the boobs by default. *insert spiffy hand motion here with snaps and a hand on my jutting out hip*

    I’m just kidding. All except for the airsofts. I will take you down with those.

  5. What I’ve found through my experience with bipolar people is that, not only do they have the lousiness of feeling sick (and don’t we all just want to curl up and be taken care of by mommy when that happens??), but it can often trigger mood cycling. Cut yourself some slack–and keep drinking your tea.

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