If you're wondering where I am, the answer is injured! Again. I won't get into the 48 hours where I couldn't walk or sleep or the long, horrific nights alone with my own worries and an uncaring cat. Suffice to say, damage was sustained again due to work equipment and I don't have the faintest idea what to do about it anymore. As this is the third injury in a row in the last 2 months from work. Even my physiotherapist is getting irked.
Every time I go back to work I make it 1-4 weeks before getting harmed again due to our chairs and desks all being too short for my gangly frame. I live and move like I'm 92 and quite sick of it, honestly. But I can't seem to escape the damage long enough to fix the damage.
/end pitiful venting.
Every time I go back to work I make it 1-4 weeks before getting harmed again due to our chairs and desks all being too short for my gangly frame. I live and move like I'm 92 and quite sick of it, honestly. But I can't seem to escape the damage long enough to fix the damage.
/end pitiful venting.
Comment