Babe For Life

For the past one week, I was busy in the office, preparing reports for my boss to set target for the new financial year. Since Monday, I have been churning numbers from the system, inputting into the templates. All these while, I will still have to attend to the sales team requests for their clients. My life seems to have changed in one week, not able to do anything else, but just target. I stayed late in the office also just to prepare all these documents.

I felt a pang of pain at the heart on Thursday afternoon. I felt really uncomfortable... The pain lasted through the whole dinner with Angela. On the way home in the bus, I felt like puking anytime. Worst thing was I happened not to bring any sweets with me that day. Really in a dilemma during that time, one side of me hoping bus uncle could drive faster, so I can reach home faster, whereas another side of me hope he could slow down so I would not puke.

I really think my body is sending signal to me. I should have put down everything and take it easy. Every night, I go to sleep worrying about numbers to submit to Charles the next morning. Worry about completing requests for my salesperson. Worry about what additional reports that will be email out to us suddenly. Worry about what time I will have to stay back in the office. I missed all the regular gym classes I attended.

It is Saturday today. I brought back all the reports because I really did not want to stay back in the office on Friday anymore. Looking at the files now, the sense of pain seems to be approaching again.