Ok, made it throw work yesterday, and I’m half finished today, so things are looking up.
Read a sign in town, “Serving good Kiwi food for 40’years”. Naturally I know what they mean, but what I was thinking was that Kiwi’s (small nocturnal flightless bird) probably eat bugs and other small insects. I don’t know if I want to go to a restaurant and eat that.
It’s funny why your mind thinks sometimes.
Things haven’t been to good for me the last two or three weeks.
A few weeks ago I broke down. I started stressing lots and lots, and I guess I had an anxiety attack.
I had to drop out of work early, as my brain was just shutting down.
I went and saw the Doc, and was given some meds and a week off.
A week latter I return to work, and only make one and a half days before it happens and I have to go home again.
Back to the Doc, have my meds doubled, and a couple of more days off.
Now I’m back at work again. It’s only a short shift today and tomorrow. I’m feeling quite nervous, but I think I have it under control. I believe, ok I’m pretty darn sure I’ll make it through today.
Guess I’ll just have to run day to day for a while, but I really hope I can hold it together this time. I don’t want to take any more time off work, I have no sick pay, so I’m just taking leave without pay, and it costs me a fortune every time I have to see the Doc.