I don't know what happened. I turned in my paperwork as I'm supposed to, I was approved to be restricted to sitting down at work, my supervisor went through and changed the schedules around to accomidate this - all set last week. Peachy keen. This week I walk in and no one knows anything the restriction and no one has the power to make any changes.
Worked all day on my feet. Shoot me now. Pain is not my friend. Any progress I had made healing up is shot. Can't walk now. Again. Yay!
"You can't change the schedule? So I need to call out tomorrow?"
"You have no sick time left."
"So what do I do?"
"I don't know. You do what you have to do."
You kmow if I'm going to have my feet canned there's usually leather boots, some wine and a safe word involved. What's today's safe word?
I'm also a little dizzy again today, but less than ladt week. My mother is also experiencing this (to a much greater degree cuz she's puking) and we're 200 miles apart. Wtf?
In other news! Coworker today was excited to show me "greatest magic trick ever!" I am not whole heartedly impressed. What do you think?