The dust has only just begun to form,
Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.
Spin me round again and rub my eyes.
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads heavy."
Hide & Seek
My journey continues....
Today I felt better throughout the day.I could sit down without my back hurting, sitting up was another story, so I continued to stand for most the day.Yesterday, I was told my surgery options.That was tough to hear.I am going to wait for one more week.However, today I had a nurse to do my dressing change that made my sprits low.She was slow doing it, and it hurt more and for much longer.I felt like I was being tortured.My other nurse was working, but I guess she was busy.I am not doing so well today.I am very sad.My boyfriend laid in bed with me when I got home and just let me cry for about an hour.I am feeling a little better right now, and am happy that tomorrow is Friday and the weekend is nearing, however not happy that I have to just rewind and do the dressing and packing change all over again.It’s like a horrible nightmare that I can’t wake up from.I’m keeping this short tonight, but I’ll be back this weekend
"There comes a time when every life goes off course. In this desperate moment you must choose your direction. Will you fight to stay on the path while others tell you who you are? Or will you label yourself? Will you be honored by your choice? Or will you embrace your new path? Each morning you choose to move forward or to simply give up."
October was an eventful month. I finished school, got laid off and had to borrow an uncomfortable amount of money from my parents to keep me going. Everything months prior to October were going wonderfully.Everything was good at school, my grades were excellent, work was good, except for the shitty shifts, and my home life with the boyfriend was and is still going perfectly.
I was unemployed for a total of 3.5 weeks.Went on several job interviews, and almost wanted to die, and thought I wasn’t ever going to get something.Oct 21st, my good friend Angel texted me and told me that she had just turned down a MOA job downtown and told me to send them my resume asap, because they needed someone right away.The very next day they called me, I went in for an interview, and they hired me on the spot!I felt insanely better.I started work the very next day, however I had a pain in my tailbone.I did one shift and the next one and went to the doctor after work.Turns out I had an abscess on my tailbone, which I have had years before when I was 15.They put me on antibiotics and sent me on my way.Friday of the next week came around and I was exhausted from the pain I was in.I decided to go to work a little early so I could see the doctor at the clinic I work with, rather than calling in sick to a new job. In person, my manager could see I was clearly in distress and put me in next.The doc told me I should go to emergency to speak with a surgeon right away as the abscess was infected and needed to be removed. So off I went my 8th day on the job, and already miss a day of work.
My trip to emergency was EXTREMLY painful and long.I sat in the waiting room for 2 hours, and then was admitted.They check me into a treatment room and I saw 2 nurses, a resident and finally a doctor.The doctor told me it needed to be drained and it would very painful.I said ok, just wishing someone was with me to hold my hand, but I went alone.I laid stomach down on the big table and the extremely nice resident explained to me what needed to be done.He told me how a friend of his had the same problem, and it did have to resort to surgery.I am still hoping today it doesn’t.
The spot of my body where the fluid needs to drain is just above my right buttock.So this whole situation is very uncomfortable and awkward.It started from just below the spine, where the tail bone starts.He begun to numb the area, because he had to cut fairly deep into my body to get at the “tunnel”.This was the most painful part.As he tried to calm me down, and kept apologizing, I just kept tell him it wasn’t his fault and to just ignore me.I have a fairly high pain tolerance when it comes to doctors visits, or dentist visits, no one wants a screaming patient, so I just lay there and whimpered.He pushed really hard and the whole thing took about 20 minutes. By the time he was done, the sheet I was laying on was covered in my make-up and tears.He then told me that I would have to have it “packed” with this long cotton stuff until it healed.I am going on my 5th visit to emergency tomorrow to change the packing inside my body.Each time is more painful than the next.Yesterday, I actually screamed, but the nurse who is helping me the last 3 visits is really nice and trys to make me laugh and I really like her.She makes the whole situation a little more bearable.
I have probably 6-8 more visits over the next week.I have managed to keep my job, however I can’t sit down ever because it hurts too much. The doctor at my work is telling me that this is quite serious and I should consider seeing a surgeon, because it is a very high chance since I had it before, it will come back.The surgery is horrific and extremely painful, and had a very very very long recovery.I am quite shook up about this whole thing, and even reliving it through text has caused me to make myself cry.
This is a disease called Pilonidal disease.Please see this website www.pilonidal.orgIf your reading this, and know someone who or you suffer from this disease, this website offers support with other suffers and offers tons of information.Antibiotics DO NOT cure this disease, don`t let a doctor tell you otherwise.I will update this and explain my journey as mine is just beginning.Feel free to contact me at jaci.reeves@hotmail.com if you’d need someone to share your journey with.Facebook also offers a fan page with many supporters.The link is http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=2204636042&ref=ts
"Winston Churchill said if you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on."
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I come from a pretty wide range of employment back round, long term and short term. Large companies and small companies. Being management and being so far down the food chain that your manager doesn’t remember your name, I feel that I have I have an OK judgement on how one should be spoken to and treated in the workplace. I am currently working in an office where things are pretty laxed. I’ve had my ups and downs and my awesome times, and my extremely frustrating times. I recently started looking for a new job because I had started to feel unwelcomed a little, my hours were cut so much that even a student couldn’t live off them. I am a student now, and I have asked for my hours to be cut, but I had also said I could work more in July, and was given less than the month before. I felt unwanted, or just wanted when someone needed a shift covered, and that’s a very upsetting feeling. There was never anything for me to do, so I tried to come into work when I knew there wouldn’t be someone covering the front desk, and so I could. Or there were jobs for me to do. I don’t like standing around and doing nothing. As much as some people like getting paid to stand around, I like to learn and keep busy. I don’t like wasting my boss’s money.
I had taken a pretty significant pay cut when I started working there almost exactly one year ago to the date. I have recently come to learn that the new person at my job is making more than I am. I found this to be a huge slap in the face, considering she is making what I was making before at the bank and with full benefits. On the wage subject, I do feel I deserve to be paid the same rate. What I lack in education, I do have earned in work experience. I will be graduating with a medical office diploma in 3 more months, and I do expect to be paid more, than someone with no work experience and just education. I am very disappointed they feel I am worth less. I did prove to be extremely flexible, I learned everything at a very fast pace, and never really complained much.
I started looking for a new part-time job for while I am in school, because I wasn’t getting paid enough, nor I was getting enough hours to live off. I have been pretty much been living off my credit card the past 5 months, and it’s getting really scary. I was offered a new job at a hospital based on a mat leave contract at more of a rate then the new person at my work is making, plus with more hours (23-28 hours when I was working 10-16 hours). I gave my “notice” and offered to stay on a “floater” type basis. I have been left high and dry at jobs before, and know how it feels to be stuck working 16 hour days for weeks at a time, and I didn’t want this place to go through that. As upset that I am about a few things, I did truly love working with them. I don’t feel that people should be left with no options. However, that being said, today I had emailed my work asking them if there was anything for me to do (rather than standing around doing nothing) if I came in at 3 today. I said I feel kind of useless, and with nothing to do. I get told to come in at 4 instead and the response......
“Awwww poor Jaci. It will all be over soon.”
With that also being said, I responded back saying “ouch, I didn’t mean it like that” It was said back to me that the person was just teasing me. I don’t find it funny though. I feel awakard enough as it is having to work in a place, when they know I went behind their backs to find a new job, to get paid better, and to move on and learn more, not to mention get enough hours a week to live off of.
All I am trying to say is if and when someone does quit a job on good terms, be respectful. Even if it’s fairly a relaxed environment. No one likes to be treated like garbage and no one wants to be left high and dry with no one to cover shifts, because in the end, it’s the patients, customers and all the employees that get hurt, not just the person you’re “teasing”. When there isn’t a healthy, happy, respectful work environment everyone suffers.
In the end though, I did love my old job and am happy to be a filler person.
