Peter Gibbons: Let me ask you something. When you come in on Monday and you're not feeling real well, does anyone ever say to you, "Sounds like someone has a case of the Mondays? Office Space
“Mondays are the potholes in the road of life.” Tom Wilson
This is not the post I planned for today, but since this Monday in particular is leaving me damn close to pulling out my hair and screaming like a crazy woman, I thought I’d bitch, I mean post about it and see if anyone else can relate.
I’m playing catch up today and as I mentioned in the above paragraph, it really is turning out to be a type of Monday that leaves me pining for Friday and wishing I were a better version of myself.
1st I woke up around 3 with a low. One of those lows that leaves you shaking and sweaty and in such a state that you feel you must eat anything and everything to make the low go away. A low where you don't even test because your afraid your going to pass out.
2nd, I woke up this morning late, and with a blood sugar of well over 300 (damn close to 400) because in my low blood sugar haze I over treated (OK, maybe I knew I was over treating) with my crack of choice, peanut butter and jam on a spoon. DAMN YOU PB&J ON A SPOON FOR LEADING ME TO THE DARK SIDE!
3rd, Paperwork is makes me nuts and I hate it, hence the reason I’m always buried in it.
4th, Speaking of paperwork, I lost two RXs for my blood work & shoulder MRI that I’ve been carrying around in my wallet for the past two months and now can't find to save my life.
I have an Endo appointment next week. I also have an Ortho appointment scheduled for Wednesday and the MRI Pre-certification runs out on July 29th. Spent my lunch and most of this afternoon calling various offices to fax said RXs to proper offices and trying to schedule said MRI. Sounded so pathetic as I pled my stupidity to make the RX/MRI requests to happen ASAP.
5th, Today I realized that I was officially down to the last bottle of insulin in the fridge- which I thought it was new. When I opened the box I realized it had been opened by me right before one of my trips. Most likely I opened it before I went to Florida, (which would make it usable) but I might have opened it before I went to Vegas- and if that’s the case, it’s expired. New reservoir is now filled and the waiting game of "will it work?" begins. Is the insulin skunky, or will it work? And why the hell didn’t I make the bottle with the date I opened it like I always do?
Did I mention the fact that I thought I was working out of the house today only to realize at 2:20 this afternoon that I completely missed a scheduled work appointment this morning. I NEVER MISS SCHEDULED OFFICE WORK TIME -EVER. Thank God we were able to reschedule and the client was more than understanding
Yeah, I gotta bad case of the Mondays - BIG TIIME.
Enough about me, I'm sick to death of me. How’s your Monday treating you?