Today's Keyboard Smash
Oct. 22nd, 2020 05:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Three down, one to go.
Cardiologist: made it there in time by the skin of my teeth. My ribs are sore for mysterious reasons, so of course having the ultrasound wand pressed against them hurt like hell, so that was cool. Heart monitor day moved to next Thursday, so I can have fun living my personal Groundhog Day some more.
Work: instead of quitting early, they just managed to screw around at the start of the shift with some problem. This is a marginal improvement, so I'll take it. It meant we didn't, for the first time all week, have to start the day by fixing whatever was wrong ourselves. Small freaking victories.
INSTEAD, it fell apart twice in the last two hours of our shift. So now it's unclear if they'll be able to get it running at all tonight. They're going to text me (*shudder*) to let me know if I actually need to be there at three in the morning or if I should wait until later, when an engineer or tech will be able to work on it with me.
Which, in case anyone was wondering, IS the way one could make a twelve-hour, pre-dawn shift worse--add uncertainty by making it Schrodinger's shift.
Now I have...*checks watch*...negative one hour before I need to be in bed and asleep so I can wake up at 1:30 tomorrow morning, if that's even going to be a thing. I don't cope well with losing sleep. Or with uncertain plans. Yet here we are.
This week, man. This week is goddamn brutal.
Cardiologist: made it there in time by the skin of my teeth. My ribs are sore for mysterious reasons, so of course having the ultrasound wand pressed against them hurt like hell, so that was cool. Heart monitor day moved to next Thursday, so I can have fun living my personal Groundhog Day some more.
Work: instead of quitting early, they just managed to screw around at the start of the shift with some problem. This is a marginal improvement, so I'll take it. It meant we didn't, for the first time all week, have to start the day by fixing whatever was wrong ourselves. Small freaking victories.
INSTEAD, it fell apart twice in the last two hours of our shift. So now it's unclear if they'll be able to get it running at all tonight. They're going to text me (*shudder*) to let me know if I actually need to be there at three in the morning or if I should wait until later, when an engineer or tech will be able to work on it with me.
Which, in case anyone was wondering, IS the way one could make a twelve-hour, pre-dawn shift worse--add uncertainty by making it Schrodinger's shift.
Now I have...*checks watch*...negative one hour before I need to be in bed and asleep so I can wake up at 1:30 tomorrow morning, if that's even going to be a thing. I don't cope well with losing sleep. Or with uncertain plans. Yet here we are.
This week, man. This week is goddamn brutal.