This is a horrible day. I'm sick, I'm tired (slept very badly), I have SO much work to do. Kevin's help: "You can work late." As in, I will approve your overtime. Yeah, thanks for freaking nothing, because I am not working late. Unless you want to see me puking in my trashcan because I'm trying to work through dinner. F that. I am getting NO support at work, and it is driving me crazy. The piles of work on my desk are all so tall, that I've had to start piling things on the floor. My filing is completely out of control, I have three cases on the verge of getting dismissed, some dip shiz client leaves me a voicemail saying, Can we reschedule my hearing, because I can't go. And another client asking for what TIME his docs were filed. As if he's getting a call back. Ha. And then Brenda drops a paper on my desk - the credit card bill, with $209.00 as my only clue and wants me to find out what it is! Do I look like your f-ing crystal ball Brenda? I need to go home and go to bed. I'm on the verge of tears. This blows.
I had been feeling pretty good, because despite the morning sickness, my hormones have seemed pretty controllable. Until today.
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Kevin is thankfully not as useless as he was acting this morning. I gave the paper to him, and he tinkered around online and solved the mystery! And even explained it to Brenda. I hurriedly took off my gold coin belt before anyone else could ask me to solve arcane mysteries.
Sorry to hear people at work aren't being the most understanding about your pregnancy and how you are feeling. I wish I had some words of advice, but it's hard for people who haven't been there before to understand where you're at. You may need to politely "enlighten" them and then "enlighten" them again and again until they get the picture.
Best of luck, hope you feel better emotionally and physically soon...
I haven't told anyone at work that I'm pregnant yet, which is of course part of the problem. I'm sure if Kevin knew that, he'd be bending over backwards to help me. (Though I think Brenda's attitude would unfortunately remain unchanged.) I'm waiting until I'm in my 2nd trimester, which is still about 2 1/2 weeks away.
I had to got thru the same thing as I got this job and then immediately got pregnant before my probationary period was complete. It was tough holding in this huge secret and being sick and not being able to tell people why. I believed I blamed my lack of energy on allergies and my increase in appetite on my high metabolism. Once everyone found out we all had a good laugh over my many excuses. It will all be easier in 2 weeks...
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