Morning couch!

I'm starting to get very anxious about going back to work on MON as I feel stress at work/pressure to not call in sick had lead to my stint in the ICU. (Which insurance only covers 80 percent BTW)

My boss is an odd lady. I don't hate her I actually can relate to her in a lot of ways. But I don't think she likes or respects me. I think she sees me as "sad". I am very good at what I do and make those mofos so much money. I am finally hoping that she realizes that her management style will kill me. She has said regarding impending deadlines-which are constant---"You don't seem stressed enough about this!"

Freaking out makes me unwell and does not make me a better performer at work. I hope she finally gets it.

On a sweet note, Sparky checked in with me at home. It reminds me how my night nurses in ICU would check in on me to see if I was OK or needed anything. Part of me worries that I wanted to get sick because I can't handle being an adult, and one who lives alone.