It’s weird to think that it’s been a week since my blackout. Part of that I know is because I was out for two nights and completely lost a day. Then I spent the rest of the week in the hospital, and as much as I did it’s not like I was traveling to work and back every day. Made for one long monotonous week that doesn’t feel like it took that long at all. More like one really long day.
Still, that means I’ve missed a week of work. Fortunately Mom made sure to call them and let them know. I still had to call in today to check in. They know about my tumor, and they’re really great people, so I know they’re understanding. But I also know how it is when someone calls out sick, and it can be a pain to cover for them. I’ll have to make it up to the others and help cover shifts on the fly for a while.
That said, it was a nice relaxing day today. Normally on my days off I still have my own chores to do, but I haven’t been around to make a mess and my work clothes when unused. Thanks to that hospital gown I was barely wearing my own clothes. Just a lazy day at home, which rarely happens. I almost felt guilty when I called Max up and found she was at work. Almost.
She’s got some days off coming up, but I need to find out my own schedule before I can confirm a day off of my own. Maybe we can make a lunch date or something, catch up then. They weren’t sure when I’d be available next, so I really wasn’t scheduled this week. They could use me tomorrow, so I’ll have a short shift then, and they’ll have a schedule for me when I get there.
Speaking of getting back to my own job, I find myself wondering about Candace and where she works. If her in-laws don’t even know her family, do they know where she works? Has anyone been able to call in on her behalf? That sucks to think that not only has she lost her past, but she might even be losing her future. What is she going to do about the hospital bills? Insurance? Even if she has any, does she know? Those things hadn’t even occurred to me before, but now I find myself wondering how she’s going to rebuild her life. Not just reconstructing her past, but her present and her future as well. I hope someone is looking for her, someone who can advocate on her behalf more than just her in-laws. A friend? Her Mom? Someone? If they’ve got her information though, they should be able to look her up, right? Find a relative, a facebook page? Something?
It makes me wonder what Sam meant in saying there was no one. No one they know of? Or does he know and he knows there’s no one there? That’s an awful thought. Wish I knew her last name, I could go looking myself.
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