Why always a debate. in Second 1st

I got screwed at work yesterday. Ever though there were plenty of people I got stuck doing QC for all 5 lines. Honestly, if it had been a good day I think I would have been okay. As it was I had to tell at least one person to stop asking if I’m okay cause it makes me feel worse and i wasn’t sure I was going to make it as I was.

Kevin was our supervisor yesterday, until first break… then we went without. I verified who was going to be our super the rest of the weekend so I knew who to call this morning.

At some other point along the day I got to look at the plan for the rest of the weekend. Today they only have 2 QC people on the chart at all. Meaning I’ll have to do all 5 lines again. I told a couple people I’m not coming ....

Got home last night and Rocky was still up. I talked about work while I ate dinner and we went to bed. I told him I was calling out today.

Started my period this morning and honestly don’t feel as dizzy as I did yesterday. I could probably do it. .... Then I think Öh you will, tomorrow.” yeah. I’ll still have to go in Sunday and I’m not keen on a Saturday call out..... but.... even though I feel better I’m still not any kind of okay. I really should not have gone in yesterday. I do wonder when Short term disability is a thing I should be really asking about.

I woke when Rocky’s alarm went off at 3, again at 3:13, and 3:26 telling him he needed to get up. He did at some point. When my alarm went off at 4 he was still here. I have a second alarm at 4:30 so I rolled over and went back to sleep.

I don’t know when a good time to call is. That’s why I usually text Jerry. He responds but I’m afraid Wendy won’t so I’ll have to call :(.

5:25. Done, I’m going to lay back down with the help of a Valium.