George is three days early this month
George really is here. He gushed forth around six this morning. I made the decision to still go babysit for my ‘trial day’ with a local woman - a friend of a housemate. Her maternity leave is almost up, and I’ll be working 2-3 days a week for her as a nanny, soon.
The pain really began to ramp up around 12pm, but I stuck it out. She came home by 1pm.
When I got home, I had diarrhea. That’s kind of odd - normally I am really constipated with george.
I was contemplating taking a Tylenol 3 for the pain, when my male cat decided to suddenly try to leap up into my lap. He’s a very clutzy cat, and nine times out of ten he will fail in his attempt to leap into my lap. When he fails, he tries desperately for a foothold. This means that all of a sudden, you have this black furball leap up at you, miss, and dig in with his two front paws, right on your upper leg. He’s just started this behaviour in the past year or so, so I’m still not used to it when he makes the sudden move, and I can’t always deflect with my arm in time.
Today was one of those times. His claws sunk into my legs. I let out a gnarled yell of pain. The adrenaline surged through me, which is regulated by hormones. The uterus is hormone-rich, so it joined in the chant and BAM! Instant spike on the pain-meter for me. That sealed it. I popped a Tylenol 3 and nursed my bloody, dripping leg. He got me good - I required a 2″ guaze pad because a band-aid wouldn’t do it.
At that point, I gave up. I give in to the fact that I’m in downtime, and that I’ll be bedridden three days earlier than anticipated, possibly for as many days.
This means that I had to call the agency and tell them I cannot work for them tomorrow. I tried to explain my illness to them. I don’t think they understand at all. I don’t think I care to spend the energy fighting them if they fire me for being sick like the last job did. Mainly because I have other work lined up. Mostly because I’m burnt out in trying to pursue the last job that fired me. The labor board is still on their asses. They are confident that I will get a settlement. I’m not so optimistic anymore.