aaryka

So.
My week has just been miserable.
The bad part is that its only Wednesday.
How shitty is that.

Monday.
I had to work after a good weekend.
I was in good spirits when I arrived.
About 1 hour into my shift I had some guy drop his weight in the middle of a transfer.
Which in turn hurt my back really really bad.
So I worked the rest of my shift while I was in excruciating pain.
My back kept locking up and it felt like I had a lot of pressure in my lower back.
Not fun at all let me tell you.
I couldn't stand or sit with out being in pain.
I know I should have left work but hey I really needed the money.
When I got home I took 2 pain pills and passed out.

Tuesday.
I wake up.
Go to sit up.
Sharp pains sting my back as I reach for the alarm clock.
Not a good think.
When I got to work I saw one of my friends in the parking lot and asked her to make me an appointment with her Chiropractor.
I tough out the day.
But to be honest a majority of the day is really a haze.
I know it's not safe to be on pain medications at work.
But when you can't call in and your boss won't let you go home what do you do.
I went from work straight to the Chiropractor.
I spent about 2 hours there.
I got a bunch of X-rays and got re-aligned.
After on of the procedures I couldn't even walk it hurt so bad.
The doctor had to carry me over to the ice table.
I ended up laying on ice for 20 minutes.
By the time that was done I felt a bit better and was able to walk.
Hurray for walking.
I went home passed out
woke up to pick up my boyfriend form work
then back home and back to sleep.
I guess you could say I slept fairly well.

Wednesday.
I go to work.
My back doesn't hurt as much.
But
It still does hurt relatively bad.
I get to work and see that there is one extra person scheduled for today.
Hurray for me I was the extra.
So I asked if I could go home so I could go to the chiropractor for another treatment.
They say no.
Figures.
What does the state care about my well being.

On my lunch break I decided that I really wanted a smoothie.
So why deny my self this simple pleasure right?
After getting my ever so delicious smoothie.
I go out to my car and discover.
.....

Thats right you guessed it.
A fucking flat tire.
"Fuck" I say to my self.
Look at my watch I got 15 minuets to get air and back to work.
That would at least hold me over until after work.
I go to Les Swab.
I tell them my problem.
They play hero and say they can fix it in a jiff.
Hurray right?
Wrong.
They go out and look at my tires.
Their fucked.
They are to worn down that they wouldn't even let me leave the shop and come back later for my car.
*insert a big sigh of disappointment
I say fine.
Just please hurry.
I call my work and let them know that they are refusing to give me my car for safety purposes
I exceeded my time by 1hour and 30 minutes.
I felt so bad.
Now I owe Les Swab $350.00.

The hits just keep coming.

I just got off the phone with my mother.
I told her that I had a strong feeling that my boyfriend was about to call her about something very important.
She says she hasn't heard anything yet.
She asked me if I knew where I was planning on having my wedding if he does ask anytime soon.
So I get all excited and tell her our plans.
*silence
"Mom? What?"
I told her that we were thinking about having it in California where he is originally form.
I mean why not.
It's beautiful there where his family lives.
My mom told me that if I have my wedding in California she would either \
A: Pay for it and not go.
or
B: Go and not pay for it.
Or not go at all.
I told her she had no choice about attending.
My family has to go no questions asked.
Thats what families do.
Right?
Anyways it made me feel awful.
So I made an excuse to get off the phone.
Right before I hang up she had the nerve to ask when I was coming to town to visit.
Um well lets see.
How about not any time in the near future.

Life has been so frustrating lately.
I hate it.

On a good note.
This haze if feeling great.

The End