This is a great post. The uncontrollably crying while in pain and having to call out. Calling out while the ER nurse starts the IV because a message was never good enough. The calling out in between vomiting spells and barely able to put a sentence together. The constant guilty feeling. The judgement in their voices.
I often wonder what people think about my bad days. When I cannot leave the house. When I cannot work. I get this impression from my workplace they think it is all fun and games for me. That I am just hanging out a home chilling. I wish people could see being closed doors. First, […]