dreadful week (3-12-12)

This past week has been terrible for me in so many ways. I'm not one to complain and I'm not pitty's biggest fan, but sometimes things are so evident that we're left with no choice but to acknowledge them. Last Saturday my patient had wax build up in his ears so his hearing was almost all gone hence I had to scream the whole day so he can hear me.  By last Sunday I had a fever and my throat was killing me. Monday I felt so bad physically that I wasn't able to make it to Italian class, but by the evening my fever had gone away so I went to English class. As the week went by I was getting better and better but when it's not one thing it's another.

On Thursday I get documents in the mail, and it's a lawsuit against me. I'm getting sued for 20,000 dollars because I got in a car accident and I wasn't under my mom's insurance. They're basically charging me for medical bills, car loss, everything an insurance company would cover and I'm so distressed.

On Saturday my voice was going away and sure enough I lost my voice as the day progressed. The whole weekend I had to work with my voice coming back and then losing it again, and my patient's hearing was just as bad as it was last week. Not to mention he also got pink eye so I had to be real cautious and wash my hands thoroughly in order to avoid getting it.

Today, I got picked up from work by my mother and we went to see an attorney for advice. When we were sitting in the waiting room my mom was caressing my arm and she pulled up my shirt sleeve only to see a tattoo on her eldest son's arm. There we were, confinded in a small waiting room with the whole accident problem conquering our minds, and suddenly one more incident was piled on top of all that. What's crazy is that it all happened so fast yet her prolonged shocked face haunted me. I saw disgust, disappointment, distress, and death in her eyes, as if I got disowned right there and then. I gave her a brief explanation (upon request) only because she's worthy of one, but I knew that it wasn't the adequate place or time to be talking about my tattoo, much less dwelling on it. We had another problem; a bigger problem to face, so this tattoo issue will have to be put aside, theoretically of course.