Supposed Day Off

It hit me around 8pm last night. My stomach started hurting and I threw up twice. I hate throwing up. I always fight it even though I know I feel better after. This wasn't like that. My head started pounding. I didn't sleep. I got a phone call at 7am calling me into work. It was my day off. I leaned over and threw up in the trash can next to my bed. I kept dreaming about drainage ditches and crawling through them/getting stuck. Another phone call and a text at 8am saying that no one else can come it and the Coast Guard will have to be called if I don't show up. I roll back over, alternately sweating and freezing. I don't care. At 9:20am I consider throwing my phone against the wall, it won't stop vibrating. I tell them I'm sick. They said there is literally no one else. I said I will sit in the chair and throw up all day but I am NOT staying for 12 hours. I didn't get relieved until 10 hours after I got there. I told them it was going to be my last day. I don't think I can really afford to do that right now, but the test is on Thursday. I'm not working for three days. I said I need to cool off, just angry.
I drove through water that I shouldn't have. Severe storms caused major road flooding. I couldn't tell because it was dark but it was way too deep. I thought for sure my car was going to stall out or I was going to float off of the road into... a drainage ditch. 

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