Everything seems to give way at once. Maybe I have been more stressed then what has been showing...I'm the only one in my house who has a job at the moment. Money is tight because rent is higher and I barely have any left for food and such....So, as things get worse and you try your hardest to put up a good front...In public anyways, life has a way to smack you down even harder to force you to not even be able to pretend to keep things together anymore.

So, a couple days ago I had this pain on my right side and two red bumps appeared. I tried to ignore it but the pain got worse. So, four days in I finally went to urgent care. They told me I had shingles and gave prescriptions for it. Well seeing how rent is like $100 more then it use to be and I'm between pay checks I have no money. So, I called target where I was getting them filled and this lady said they would be $78...I had four. x.x So, I went through my video games and some of my DVD's and culled out ones I hardly play or use and sold them. It then wasn't enough, so my roommate Robbie ended up selling his PS2... Then when we got there the old lady had done the wrong math and it was really only $51....meaning we sold more then we had to. But, I guess it was okay because, we were able to buy some food for the house because, we had none. O_o

So, I took my meds and helped me feel a little better...but they give me mood swings. I also had to be up at 6am for a meeting today and then had to go back to work at 10.When I got there I told them about the Shingles and they freaked out. Saying they needed a note stating I could work safely with people. So, I got them to fax a note over to say that I could work and that I should just be careful/stayaway from very old people and young children. They saw that and they sent me home saying they'll call me later with a plan. Well I lost it...put in for time off and cried untill JB could pick me up from work...I can't affoard to miss work. I have about 20 hours of sick time and that's all. This thing lasts about 1-2 weeks....sometimes up to 5. There is no way for me to surivive if they will not let me come back to work.

What pisses me off is the fucking doctor told me that it would be fine as long I wash my hands and keep my rash covered. When I told my manager that he just ignored it and yeah...I have the next two days off anyways, I will however call them and make sure they find something for me to do untill I get better...

Oh, yeah my mom's crazy...Also, it seems I only blog when I fall down fucking hard and almost break. I should probably work on that but honestly when things go well I can't really find anything to write about...meh...