I'm really not good at this blogging thing..

... still trying to think of things after-the-fact.

but last week.. a 12-hour day.. a 12-hour day..
ya see.. the doc had a talk with each of us the week prior, that we aren't supposed to be working more than 12 hours.. really? so we're slaving ourselves on our own?? i think not..
but we have to watch our time, and be sure to leave by 11hr59min OR take a meal break (30 minutes) and continue on again..
so last week Monday was 12.. Tuesday was 12.. then Thursday -- that was almost 14! took the meal break before my 12 hours, then came back to continue working ((all the while wanting to stick to that "i'm clocked out.. i'm going home..")) so then it came to 13hr48min -- got home at 11:30 knowing full well i'd have to be up again and back to work by 8:30 -- and knowing full well i would not be able to do it..
and boy was i right. Friday morning i woke up at 10:37 -- had already received a text from a coworker.. was i okay? was i coming in?
it had been 5 weeks since i last called out sick.. this time, i could barely open my eyes. my eyes felt so raw and i just wanted to keep sleeping. picked up the phone (landline) and NO dial tone! instant-messaged 2 coworkers from my cell that our house phone was not working.. but i had just woken up and would need to be calling out, again. went pee (that was the whole reason i ended up actually waking up) and went back to bed. 5 hours later, saw that coworker had responded that the boss wanted to know the reason i would not be coming in -- and that she wanted me to come in the following day (Saturday)
slept most of the whole day.. only waking to pee and drink more fluids.. dreading having to work the next day.

then saturday, i crawled out of bed to be at work by 8:50.. so not the thing i wanted to do..
i was a zombie all day.. catching myself in many mini-mistakes..
did my 10-hour day (all that i am truly scheduled for..) and went back home to sleep..

sunday, i tried to re-catch-up on sleep and rest.. by 8:40 i remembered i had no clean clothes for work the next day.. oops..

monday was back to 12 hour days.. i did 11hrs23min.. and the boss found more mini-mistakes i had not realized on saturday.. another oops..

today the relief vet was there, and i was able to stick more to my scheduled 10 hours..
however, today was the relief vet's last day -- so no more "10 hours".. awesome..