Anne N. Mouse: Blog

Went to the VA yesterday, as my leg had not eased. Almost as soon as I got there they called an ambulance and sent me to a local hospital.
Diagnosis, DVT, and a very bad one.
So in ICU now until later this afternoon. Then a procedure to remove the DVT.
After that at least 24 hours observation.
Folks,I had no clue how close to the edge I'd walked. Life is precious. Enjoy it, but more than that, make sure you tell the people in your life how much they mean to you.

So today my left leg decided to turn onto a mass of pain. I've cramped basically from my Achilles tendon to the inside of my groin. Even the gentlest stretching I can think of sends it into spasms that I wonder why they don't break something!

I'm passing a kidney stone 🤕 among the symptoms I'm having is not quite nausea, but my stomach saying don't eat! I take a bite, choke it down then have to wait an hour to do it again.

It seems to me that perhaps I could use the services of someone who can help me get organized, in essence an editor. Specifically I'd like to get back to work on Its a Helluva Job. However I feel like I've lost track of story and it keeps growing like kudzu I find the new growth unseemly and toss it out. But that means the story is essentially in permanent hiatus. Not a status I am comfortable with, yet one I seem unable to change.
So with that in mind I'm asking if there's anyone who would be interested in helping me out.

The job I'm doing (have been doing) for the past 90 days (or fairly close); is soul crushingly dull. It requires all of my attention and none of my imagination. The other job I've essayed at this place is incredibly exciting, but not in a particularly good way. That one is stacking stuff with a forklift. While I am a fairly experienced lift operator I've not had a lot of experience stacking where my load higher than about 50 inches to the bottom of the second tier. Also all of my experience has been handling items that were no wider than the body of the truck. Thus exciting in a not terribly good way.
I'm honestly torn, I'd like to learn to handle loads that are eight and ten feet wide. But at the same time they rightfully encourage great care... Then there's the fact that I'm still insulted by the evil elf of DC proclaiming that everyone must wear masks with no thought to their working conditions. So I've failed interviews to move from this job, and given my extreme care when handling loads that I'm setting higher than the rops/fops cage on the lift I really expect that I won't become an actual employee of the company rather than a temporary employee. Oh and there's the whole eight or ten foot wide aspect to consider... When I first attempted the stack just above the rops/fops cage I spent an hour trying and failing to get the load square with the stack...
Oh and finally even a better banding machine seems to hate me. As I've had several attempts to band a load fail after I moved them from the place where we do the load prep, luckily none while over the rops/fops cage yet.
So I believe my fears for my future are well founded.