My head freaking hurts.
It's been a LONNNNNNNNNNNNNG week. Tuesday AM, our state health department showed up for our annual survey. (I work in a nursing home/rehab facility. We are inspected annually and it's a pain in the ass.) Yesterday, I did not get to eat lunch until almost 4 pm. In the mean time, I was helping a lady to the bathroom when she suddenly jerked her head backwards, lost her balance and I rode her (or she rode me) to the floor. I was trying to control her fall, get her to bend her knees and lower to the floor, but she stiffened up like a board. Lucky for her I was there to cushion her fall. Me? Not so much. The floor is very hard on 46 year old joints.
Today, I also didn't get to eat until after 3. At 2 pm they called all of us managers and dept heads to the conference room to discuss our survey results. (We passed with ZERO deficiencies! Woo f*ing hoo.) There were too many of us crammed into too small a room, so I was trying to squeeze into a corner and slid down the wall to sit down. Meant to be as unobtrusive as possible, which was going GREAT until I pulled on an electrical cord I didn't know was there and pulled some damn thing the size of a clock radio down on my head. I mean, that thing slammed down from about 4 feet above me. OMG I saw stars. Of course, it was in a room full of our entire management team as well as all of our regional bosses. And one of the dietitians went into a fit of hysterical giggles. F* her and her whole family, man. I'm sitting on the floor, trying not to cry in front of everybody I work with and for, and this bitch is laughing IN MY FACE.
I'm sure it will be funny tomorrow. Maybe.
Or maybe I'll go grumpy cat on her and leave a little pile of dust and red hair in my wake.