ladynox25

This morning I was treated to the delightful sensation of my first pregnancy leg cramp--quite a severe one. My left calf still hurts, and standing on my feet for a couple of hours during lab today didn't help.

Then, I had to meet with my AFLAC agent because, when I left Ana-Lab, I chose to continue my life insurance policy through them. Only AFLAC apparently thought I wanted to continue my accident policy through them, and I only discovered the mistake a week ago when they sent me the premium renewal form. So I have to file a form asking for reinstatement of my life insurance policy and asking them to apply the premium I paid back in August towards the life insurance policy instead of the accident policy. Hence the meeting today. If they don't agree, I'll have to pay additional premiums. Just when I'm trying to save money for the baby, this is something I just don't need.

Then, I need to attend a lactation class. I was under the impression that the one for this month was being held last night, because the schedule said "First Monday night of each month". So I went through the time consuming and stressful process of arranging a substitute, making sure he had all the notes, lab info, copies, etc. that he needed, only to find out Thursday that the lactation class for this month was not last night, but *next* Monday night, the 12th. I can't afford to do two substitutions so I decided instead to sign up for next month's class, May 11th, since classes will be done by then and I won't need a substitute.

So far, so good. I considered going in last night but after a stressful weekend, I needed a rest badly and I had already given the sub all the material, so I felt that I could take the night off. Mind you, I had handed the copies of the quizzes, etc., and my copy of the text to him, physically, Thursday before I left campus. I went in today to take care of my other lab, and went to look in my box where I had asked him to put all the quizzes, labs, etc. to grade and my textbook. The box had the labs, and nothing else.

I looked everywhere else he might have put the missing stuff, no dice. Dave called him at my request to find out where the stuff was. His response?

"I couldn't find the copies. I looked in your box, my box, I asked the students where they were, I couldn't find them."

WHEN I HAD FUCKING PHYSICALLY HANDED THE COPIES TO HIM ON THURSDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Apparently this is not the first time. Apparently he has a reputation for doing this. I almost went through the roof. *I'm* absentminded, for God's sake, and I take extra pains to make sure I don't forget anything and if I were asked to substitute, you know by God that I would make DAMN sure I had everything I needed beforehand where I could get to it. And I have an EXCUSE.

I sent him an email asking him to get the material back to me by Wed so I can give the class the quiz Wed night. If I can't do it then then it will screw up the schedule for the rest of the semester but royally.

Oh, and during today's lab I burned my left thumb on a hotplate that someone had left on and my thumb is still hurting badly. And did I mention tonight is our first childbirth class which runs 6:30-9:30? And that tomorrow is my fasting glucose test? Which means I can't eat anything after 8 pm. So my leg hurts, my thumb hurts, and when I come home tonight I know I will be ravenous and unable to eat anything and then I have to get up early in the morning, drink a foul-tasting dextrose solution (I'm told it tastes horrific) and have my blood drawn.

And did I mention that my weekend had been stressful, too?

I swear, I have no clue why I am not screaming my head off right now. I sure as hell *want* to.