My ribs had been doing somewhat better, but then yesterday I was drinking soda at work and some of it "went down the wrong pipe" and I coughed a deep cough and am now back to Square One :( I was originally of the opinion that this was a pinched nerve, but have since come around to the NP's way of thinking that this is skeletal; it doesn't much matter in the end. Either way it's going to suck until it doesn't anymore, and there's nothing to really do about it medically
I'm no longer as acutely upset as I was about work. Yes, it stinks that I could do so much more for the company and am not allowed because of someone's personal prejudice, but if I leave that out of the picture entirely it is a still a job that I am good at and enjoy doing, and I still make excellent money (even if it COULD be better...), and really that is 90% of what I want right there. So I'm working on giving fewer fucks.
There's a silly dress-up event coming up at work, and I have spent more money than I care to admit on silly costume bits for that. Formerly I would have cared more about maintaining some kind of dignity, but since that gets me nowhere in life I'm determined to have some fun.
Finally, in a surprise turn of events, a co-worker who previously made my life very unhappy has recently been very kind to me, and I reached out to them for some advice recently and was touched to find them willing to give me the benefit of their experience (plus I think it was good advice). Maybe the lesson here is to care less about the company, and more about the people who make it what it is?
And how are all of YOU?