Starting Over...

Sniffly

Well, things are just as busy in the lab, but better. I had another meltdown on Friday because my surgery went awry. Dr. S. had asked for individual meetings to be scheduled with each of the lab members, but pulled me in early to talk about my schedule. She seemed genuinely concerned about the extra hours and wanted to know how to make it stop. I threw out some ideas and she agreed. Unfortunately, I worked until 7pm last night because I wanted off early today. When she saw me last night she looked a little disgusted and told me to go home. Oops.

So there is an end in sight, but now I'm realizing there is another snag. I think I've developed an allergy to the animals I work with. I've been constantly stuffy and tight in the chest for the last few weeks (though this does include weekends when I'm not in the lab). Every time I walk into the animal room I feel like I hold my breath involuntarily. I'm really not excited about having to wear scrubs (to keep the allergens off my cloths) and a mask (which makes my damn glasses fog up) to do my job. I really don't want to take another allergy medicine either.
Suck-age!