Saturday, November 15, 2008
Purple And Black
Ok. I feel I should give an update on the whole injury since you were genuinely concerned. As it stands, right now I have a 2 inch wide and 9 inch long, black, purple and yellow bruise running up my back from the kidney to my ribs, on the right side. On my right leg I have the same color bruise about three inches wide and four inches long on the inner thigh right by the knee. It’s very pretty.
I, obviously, went home on Wednesday and on Thursday, despite the pain, tried to go in to work. It was a drive day for me and I didn’t want to miss out on the money. However, about an hour in to the day I realized, I would not be able to climb up and down the boat safely all day with a boat load of people. It’s 1500 pounds empty. Add in about 20 people and we are looking at over a ton of weight that I would have to pull. Not going to happen. So I went home again, before the boss got there.
Also, I found out that on Wednesday, after the boss was rude, he was talking about it with other co-workers and that first co-worker I told you about, really stood up for me and apparently the boss changed his tune after that. See, the boss didn’t really care to hear HOW I fell, all he wanted to do was be spiteful and tell me, “You fall off the boats a lot” because maybe he was in a bad mood or some such shit, who knows. But that co-worker set him straight and that was cool. I do have a FEW good co-workers.
Friday, I went in and decided no matter what, I was going to suffer through the day because I have the weekend off to rest again. The boss pulled in to work and when he walked by, looking at me, I thought, “Oh boy, here it comes. He’s going to say something about me falling and missing two days.”
Imagine my jaw dropping surprise when he actually asked, “Feeling better?”
I was in shock, kids. Fucking. Shock.
I told him that I was getting there and he just nodded his head and continued walking. Hey, for someone like this guy, that’s a LOT!
I made it through the day but admittedly, when I woke up this morning, I was in horrendous pain again. Right now I’m amped up on 1600 mg of Ibuprofen and that takes most of the pain away but not all of it. However, I can function with those Ibuprofen and I’ve been resting all day. Will tomorrow as well.
I am not going to the hospital because my insurance doesn’t begin until December 1 and I’m not going through Workmen’s Comp because I think it’s just a pulled muscle. Also, it just wouldn’t sit well if I did go through Workman’s Comp. Trust me. I need this job. Actually, I want to keep this job because I do like this job and I don’t want to lose it over something ridiculous. No, I wouldn’t get fired for going through Workman’s Comp. They would find some other trivial shit to blame it on. I’m not losing this over a bruised back, ribs and pulled muscle. It will all heal. I can breathe, I’m not spitting up blood or anything like that....I just got banged up a bit but it will heal. (Why, yes, Sarahk, I AM stubborn.)
Some of the twats I work with laughed at me but some others, who saw the bruise and actually care about me, got pissed when others did that. Granted, if this was some stupid little fall, maybe a slight bruise, laugh away. But no, this time, it wasn’t funny and I don’t say that just because it was me. I’m the first one who can laugh at my own stupid ass--I’m not above that. It’s just that this wasn’t funny.
Anyway, thank you all. You made me feel better and I’m sure everything will be fine. It’ll take a little bit to heal but everything will be ok.
Now get out there and have a great weekend.
Ciao kids.
