I did not sleep well on Monday night. I never do when I have to go see the occupational health doctor the next day at my workplace. It always feels like I’ve been sent to the principals office. Not that I was ever sent to the principals office when I was in school. I was an angel.

Uh yeah, I can remember being sent to the office at least once. It was either in grade 7 or grade 8. My class had gone on a trip. I think it was a weekend trip. We were taken out into the forest and taught how to read compasses and then we were sent on an adventure in order to find our way back to the camp. Just what the heck kind of school did I go to anyway? We completed that successfully. Later we were sent out to learn how to build lean-to’s with pine and cedar branches. Geez I must have gone to some kind of survivor preparation school huh? That night we were supposed to sleep in our lean-to’s.

I never got to sleep in mine though. Some bright person in my crowd decided we should go skinny dipping in the lake. Seven or eight of us went to the lake and while we were frolicking in the water the teacher came along and gave us hell. She ended up putting us on the school bus that night and sent us home to our very angry parents!

That’s how I ended up in the principals office when school resumed. I guess it’s lucky he didn’t expel us. I can’t remember what the punishment was, probably detention for a week or so.

So, after an hours sleep I found myself in the Occ health doctors office Tuesday morning. He asks questions then sits staring at you for a few minutes. The minutes feel like hours, you start to feel like you should add more to your answers. You giggle a little and then feel embarrassed that you did that. Then he sits rubbing the top of his head for a full minute, asks a few more questions, and starts hen pecking the keyboard of his computer one finger at a time.

I’m still off work. I get to go back to the principals Occ health doctors office December 15th. By the time of my next appointment with him I’ll have been off work for 1 full year plus 11 days. I hope that I start to get better before that appointment. Wish me luck!

So, on Tuesday my heads in a fog since I’m so tired, but I had to stay awake because I had an appointment with my Family Doctor scheduled that afternoon. Then some grocery shopping! Arghhh. I stayed up for a while after we got home but I finally passed out on the couch at around 7 pm. I remember waking at 9:30 pm and thinking I was awake enough to sit up, but then I closed my eyes again and promptly fell to sleep.

I finally woke up at about 1230 am this morning. My husband was watching TV. He told me that he’d been trying and trying to wake me up. He’d shaken me, poked me and still I wouldn’t wake.

Now I’m sitting here in a lot of pain. I didn’t take any pain medication since before I went to bed Monday evening. My abdomen is killing me. I wish I hadn’t fallen asleep earlier!