MMMiii!

Our schedule has changed yet again. Only yesterday, my schedule was 3pm to 12am (Saturday). For this week, my “off” is on Sunday and Saturday. But nothing can really come out of your Sunday “off” because the next shift is 12:30am to 9:30am, which is basically, a Sunday night shift.

I fell asleep around 4am yesterday, as much as I wanted to stay up. I woke up around 8 first, tried staying awake and failing, and was completely up by 11am. From 1pm to 9pm, I’ve been desperately trying to get some sleep again, but I still wasn’t able to.

Now, at work, if we keep messing up, would it be our faults entirely? I’m already cranky right now. I accidentally offended my mother, telling her that the food smells (because they set aside some for me and put it in my room and “stunk” up my room) and that it’s not helping me sleep. I’ll probably be sleepy during my whole shift since it would normally be the time when I was asleep last week.

I know the site currently needs to do this, but they seriously have to think about their employees as well, not just the clients. Our team isn’t the best (in fact, it’s currently the worst) right now so we’re not really complaining out loud, but how can they expect us to do better when we’re unhealthy with this stupid weekly change of schedule. And it’s not just a simple 1-3 hour time difference. It goes from day job to night job to day job to night job, and it happens every week.

And we don’t know our schedules until the end of the week. We’ve even started joking about it that God doesn’t even know what our schedule will be next week. I know that I work in a call center and I’m very prepared for shifting schedules and night shifts, but to have my schedule changed EVERY WEEK? ugghh…

How I wish to be on some Disney cruises and just enjoy my life with fantasy characters. But I don’t really have a lot of money yet. I haven’t reached a 1-year job experience either.

I’ll continue to struggle on. Hopefully, the site in UP opens real soon. I’ll move there even if I’m still an ordinary agent.

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Last Wednesday, October 8, Poknat finally gave birth to puppies. Two healthy female puppies, 1 dead male puppy, and 1 very weak puppy. During my day off, I went to Iks and Eelai’s place near the Outer Banks of the Pasig River in Marikina to see the puppies. The weak puppy was named Salvador. The two females were Isabela and Betty (la Fea). Salvador, unfortunately, died the night I was there. He only managed to live for a day. Betty and Isabela were very healthy (and huge) though and for one-day-olds they were crawling around a lot.

Poknat didn’t want them to stay on the ground. She would always carry them up the couch. Even if the babies crawled around a lot, she doesn’t want them on the ground. During the night, while I was sleeping (on the same cough), Isabela fell off the couch and cried, but Poknat carried her back on top. Isabela kept crying and because she wouldn’t stop, Poknat started whining too. I took Isabela and soothed her until she stopped crying.

I don’t know if Iks and Eelai plan to sell Isabela and Betty… I want to have one. But if they want to sell them, then that’s fine with me as well. I’ll just get one puppy from Jes.

*sigh* PUPPIES!!!

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I’ve got this irrational fear of doctors and hospitals. But I’ve also got this habit of making sure I get what I pay for or what I deserve. So there’s this clash between my health insurance and needing to go to the hospital.

For the past few years, occasionally, I’d have this pain in my chest. It’s not like a heart attack, I don’t think. But it does bother me sometimes. It gets a little painful to laugh or move a little. It’s not really painful. It’s not like heartburn or acid reflux. I would always describe it like this. Ever played with those bendable straws? Somehow, I would always compare the feeling to the sensation when you bend the straw.

I’ve talked about this with the doctor in the clinic and she said I might want to have it checked. I might also need to have my liver checked for possible gall stones. And that I didn’t need to worry because the ultrasound and checkup is free.

My ears usually perk up whenever it hears the word “free.” But my body would also start shaking when it hears the word hospital or checkup or related words to it. Especially if I would have to be the one being checked. So… I’m torn between making use of my health insurance and my fear of hospitals and doctors. Even if I had a fancy North Carolina health insurance, I still would have second thoughts. Or I might not really make a lot of use for it. Best use for it is my occasional headache and hyperacidity meds.

Uguu =_=~

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