What would a high school migraine musical be without a sequel? I just didn't think it would be this soon. The last one was barely out of the box office.
Last week, I made it into work every single day without missing any time, and when I showed up for work Friday morning, I was quite proud of myself. Just as I was walking to my desk though, another female co-worker made sarcastic comment about me.
"Wow," she said, super loud. "I can't believe you've been here everyday this week!"
Everyone turned and stared at me. This time I wasn't in brain fog land. Some words just popped out of my mouth.
"I know," I said. "It's a miracle."
I sat down and turned on my computer. Everyone resumed working, but immediately my brain began spinning with guilt and shame as I thought about how bad I already felt about missing so much work, without some of my co-workers counting the days that I'm here or not. And then announcing it to the office, so the people who hadn't noticed were now aware.
I felt myself spiraling into another co-worker induced depression, but then I remembered the lovely comments from my last post about this. So I gave myself a little lecture. "My co-workers come from a clan whose brains never matured past being twelve year-olds. They are not worth ruffling my feathers. I'm not going to let them bother me. Why should I give myself more pain and frustration."
And you know what. It worked. I felt far better during the rest of the day.
Of course, I had to call in sick yesterday because Migraine Squirrel Chuck is having spring fever. Who knows that they are going to say to me today when I show up for work?