Saturday, April 05, 2003
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Generally, I really enjoy Fridays: we get to wear jeans, everyone is in a more or less carefree mood because it's the weekend (for mostly everyone, anyway) and there's not much to do around in the office. Even more so today, because so many groups are going out tomorrow/tonight for their respective beach outings (the Batangas team is at it again) and because it's a long weekend! And I'm not working on Monday, which probably means I might work during Holy Week. Nyarks.
It's still an unhappy life, but if you have good friends to pull you through, then it's not so horrible. Being a good friend also helps. Case in point today: Elizabeth had to handle a really mean client that she ended up in tears and it was not fun. Lizzie is strong and all that, but this client was being plain evil. Our team's breaks were all adjusted so that we could hang out with Lizzie to boost her morale. And it helped. It made us all feel better that we were in this together. I realized that we do have a strong support system, especially between the two batches and teams (and everyone else, but we're quite bonded already). A long weekend! I definitely did not want to volunteer on Monday because I wanted to stay home and... just stay away from the office. I think I spend at least ten hours there a day and when I get home, thoughts of it still terrorize me (which shouldn't be the case, of course, but that's just me). For once, I would just like not to think of work and all the stuff there. I might get old faster (I am already, I think). Last week, I went to visit my endocrinologist because my mom thinks that I might have problems with my medical examination for work because of my thyroid problem (or something like that--it's a goiter) so I should go to her daw para she could check it out. I hadn't visited her for about five years, after she lowered my dosage of this medicine I have to take forever, especially when I'm pregnant (!). Anyway, I went to her clinic and I swear, they threw away my records na. I had to fill out a new form and when I told them I was an old patient, they looked for my records, but could not find any. I suppose she didn't remember me because she asked about my case and felt my throat, etc., etc. Then she asked me, "Why are you so thin?" Me naman, I didn't expect that question (no one asks me that), so I was going "Um... Um..." [silence]. I was so surprised she found me too thin? Hehe, maybe because I only see my tummy and thighs that's why I was taken aback by her question. She's the second person who asked me in two weeks about my weight. I think I even gained weight, thanks to breakfasts at McDo, so it's hard to think people find me thin. I'll be going on another hospital visit tomorrow, for my cough again. I still have cough even if I've been taking all sorts of medicines. Hay naku when it go away kaya? Almost three weeks of hacking cough. Ick. Off Candy's Sweet Reminders: "Nature is always lovely, invincible, glad, whatever is done and suffered by her creatures. All scars she heals, whether in rocks or water or sky or hearts." -John Muir
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