I'm going through this kind of weird thing this week. This was when I was hospitalized last year and the reminders of how bad it was sometimes keep creeping back. It's much nicer to be free. I hate that I'm fighting with my illness, but it's so much better.
Last night I had no power. It came on at 3:30, so guess when I got up?
Also, work is crazy. A full day is considering 4 evals or 4-6 treatments depending on driving. Today I did 4 evals plus 3 treatments, one of which was a discharge (extra paperwork) and I drove 70 miles just between pts. and not including my commute at all. Needless to say a lot of paperwork came home with me. I'm finishing this one and leaving the last for morning. But I had a LONG day and see no end to being ultra-busy. The OT chart reviewer person sent me a huge packet to read and I just laughed. I know she's going to want it ready by next chat with her Monday and I seriously doubt it. I'm not spending a ton of time reading that on my own time and I don't have any extra time this week at all.
As you can probably tell I'm stressed. It's partly hard because I keep trying to convince myself it's ok to feel sad and stressed and symtpomatic this year even if it's not as bad as it was a year ago. If I weren't tired I'd follow that logic, but I am tired and so it's hard to keep myself straight.
So more from Jen's world soon, but it may be Saturday before I can be coherent. But now back to getting this eval finished.