When it doesn't pay to get out of bed

My day.

9:00- Get out of bed. Discover presence of migraine. Medicate for migraine.

10:15- Finish shower. Open door to discover presence of DD1, who is begging for WALKRIGHTNOW!!! Slap on some clothes and take him out, only to discover that he refuses to do his business. Hit elbow on doorknob on way out door.

11:00- Discover that medication has caused self to gain ten pounds since January. Am now officially heaviest ever in life. Immediately begin self-tapering off offending med.

1:15: Arrive at work. Go about duties. Discover that one client is having a "sensitive" day and is bursting into tears when you tell her anything that, in any way, shape, or form, resembles "no".

3:00- Discover that major part of nurse's duties has been overlooked. Discover, upon further investigation, that this is because nurse is no longer employed due to erratic behavior. Spend next hour resolving mess.

4:00- Go to grocery store. Leak raw BBQ chicken juice over several bags.

5:00- Hide in med room and whimper quietly.

5:30- Flee to home.


Oh, and while all this is going on, suffer raging PMS and cramps. In 80 degree heat with 150% humidity.

Some days it is just not worth the bother of getting out of bed.