Thread: Journal of the Ancient Gear (comments welcome)

-Eleven Oceans- Song Listening to at Start Don't You Forget About Me - SKIY So, I have found that for my first solid week of construction work....it hurts. On different levels of pain. Starting off on some days, it hurt to walk but after pushing through the pain, it kinda fades. Some days were harder than others and there didn't seem to be a very constant in terms of 'Oh, first day is okay and every consecutive day will get progressively worse.' No. This was not the case. The second day seemed to be the worst of them all. Though, today seemed to bring its own pains. I know that a lot of you think that that word is repetitive but it just usually hurts physically. So about halfway through the workday, I was moving along as per usual till my left leg started to hurt a bit. Meh I thought It'll just go away like usual or I will just move through it but as the day progressed, I found that I my leg started hurting to a point where I had subconsciously just stopped bending it altogether. Started walking around with a weird walk and when I started to try and bend it, it did not feel pleasant. At. All. Well, I figured, okay, maybe, JUST maybe it will work itself out. It did not, it did not at all. Well, I was going through the majority of the day in said limp walk when my higher up bud noticed and asked if I was okay. Told him that it hurt but so long as I don't bend the knee, can still keep trucking on. He kinda gives me a look and we continue. He notices my slight winces when my knee does bend. Asks again if I'm going to be okay. Tell him the same thing. We finish up a row and he notices that because I have been basically carrying my leg along as well as trying to keep pace, I seem a bit winded. He offers some Advil from the truck but we would have to walk to a guy so that he knows what we are doing, why we are doing it and not fucking around AND THEN we have to walk to the truck. We do this. I take the drugs. We start back and he asks if it has kicked in yet. I stare. Dude...it hasn't even been two minutes. What did you think you gave me? I tell him no after testing and bending knee. Fuck my life. Start back to work, kinda bending knee every now and again to see if pain is lessened. Finally bend knee and only minor pain. There is a god. Keep working till shift ends, get a call. End of the shift so I can use my phone. It is my deceased father's pastor. Says he is at his home boxing my dad's things with the landlord. Son-of-a-hooker. Talk with landlord about what is going down and he says that he was boxing things and needed to know what to do with it all. I tell him that I don't have the legal right to do anything yet but when I do, I will to the best of my ability. He says that I can take whatever I wanted, I just couldn't sell anything and that we should set up a date in order to go through the house and find out what to do with this stuff. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you. I tell him that I had just gotten a new job and that there is no way I could get there anytime that isn't the weekend. He tells me to call him Friday to set something up. Get to the motel and decide to take a shower, notice my arms are red, no big deal, they have been like that since I started. Get into the shower. Instant regret when water touches my arms. It burns like forty hells. Almost bust my ass in the shower from the sudden shock. Curse several words that I assume to be foul in nature. Force myself through the torment to get clean. Lay down on nice and cool bed. Get on computer. Reply to a few things, watch a bit of TV. Here we are. So now I have to put that shitshow on my only time off and I have little in the idea or way of doing so. I don't know what to do with this stuff or what this stuff even entails but I feel like I am going to have to walk through another endeavor for this small thing that will more than likely NOT be a small thing on the already small amount of time I have to actually do things with new job which is still painful in its own right. But I mean, that aside, I made it through the week and Friday I get to go home around Noon so it is only a half day. Positives. Positives. There are a lot of nice people that I work with and hope to work with them next week. The assholes not so much. Today is not Tuesday and the pain isn't all that bad. I get paid soon though I don't know when soon is but hopefully it is soon-soon. I would also like to think all of you that have been supportive in these times. No one asked you toohopefully and you didn't have to do anything. A 'hope things get better' would have sufficed and it would have made me happy. But the pure delight I have been in whilst speaking with Sprite, Sigir, Ironic, nightsorceress have been helpful beyond measure. And I wouldn't forget all the people I am RPing with that have been waiting and those that are starting ones with me or even just talking for the sake of it. You have my deepest thanks. Replies Sprite - I will be getting drugs. Lots and lots of drugs. I've never really liked the idea of massages, dunno why, like literally no idea. But I have been trying to pace myself to the best of my ability and so far, I think that after another week or two, I will adjust nicely to everything.