My (now) monthly doctor's visit (as opposed to weekly or bi-weekly) was a week following the literal three month anniversary and I wanted to hear her opinion before I chimed in. At 8:17 on the morning of my doctor's visit I was sitting in the lab waiting for my blood to be drawn when I felt a need to clear my throat and thought to myself.... "that feels like that first moment you feel like a cold is coming on" and I was absolutely correct, by three o'clock that afternoon I was in full on coming down with a cold mode. The doctor's visit had gone fine that day. She adjusted a med or two but otherwise everything was fine.
At work that week I had been completely overwhelmed with "current" jobs. Typically with the kind of work I do I can handle two current jobs easily, three current jobs with a little struggle but anything over that and I drastically lose focus and my quality of work is really impacted. I had five current jobs on that week of varying degrees of complexity. To make matters worse the fourth of those five jobs had started a week earlier on a Tuesday and the schedule for my part literally started on that Tuesday but I didn't get the stuff I needed to even start until Thursday afternoon. I had seven days to get my part done, but according to the powers that be, that seven days ended on the following Wednesday. Thereby cutting my actual time down to four days. Meanwhile the complexities of this particular job in my not so humble opinion required a minimum of 14 days of my time.
Me being me, I wasn't about to let a ridiculous schedule or a little cold interfere with my attempt to get as close to finished as possible with what the design team was looking for by Thursday that week, which is the day of the week we have our weekly meetings to discuss where we are at with the job. So I was pushing myself a little harder than I normally would. Meanwhile my cold was getting worse by the hour. When Thursday morning came the meeting had been cancelled because the woman running the project and the meeting was home sick. They decided to hold it Friday instead. I ended up seeing my primary care physician that afternoon because I wanted to rule out the flu. She wanted me home on Friday getting plenty of rest and fluids. I woke up Friday morning, grunted once or twice, rolled over and went back to sleep... I had the full on plague and even if I hadn't been advised to stay home and rest I wouldn't have made it to work. When Monday came around and I got back to work the "fit had hit the shan." I could go far more into detail about how ridiculous this all was and might even need to do that in my other blog, but the key point here... is that my boss got on my case a bit and suggested that I needed to put in more hours to try to get this job done because the general contractor with whom we were working is too important to screw this up. That particular week I had a dentist appointment, two doctor's appointment and a lab visit and if I hadn't gotten sick I would have walked away from the week with 45 working hours under my belt, three hours of which would have been meetings that I'm obligated to attend and two hours of which were spent getting to one of these meetings because they refuse to have the meetings online.
Alas between the delay until my transplant doctor visit, being sick and the heavy workload for the last several weeks that have led to long hours, I've been too exhausted and busy to find time to just sit and write. Today being a holiday Monday, I've decided to take an hour to just sit here and write something, anything, even if it's not an official update but more of a whine session.
All that being said... I'm doing well. I do have a few concerns I will need to discuss in the near future, not in regards to my health, more in regards to my life in general. Otherwise my life, per usual, continues to be the very definition of mundanity.
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