Bad Day

I’m not sure how I feel about not being pregnant. Relieved and sad together, really. So I know exactly how I feel.

I electrocuted myself. Not bad enough that I need medical help, but enough it traveled through my body.

I cried in front of the guys at work. My feelings were hurt and I cried.

I annoyed Brenda with my lack of confidence in myself. I don’t like disappointing her.

3 thoughts on “Bad Day

  1. Are you sure you're ok? How did it happen. Did you file an incident report? That's the med tech in me talking. The mother part worries about you.

  2. B – Good to know.

    Mom – I'm sure I'm ok. It's a job hazard. Won't be the last time, wasn't the first. I didn't need to see a doctor so there is no point to an incident report. I just stuck my finger where it didn't belong.

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