in the long black eternity

I'm exhausted. Work is absolutely ridiculous right now. I am having trouble building up enough patience to deal with some people, which has pretty much always been true of myself, but is obvious to everyone right now. I have too much to do and everything is ending up in my "crisis box". Bad news.

So on Monday at work I was working on this top-secret method which required me to open glass ampules of standards. I was buzzing along, getting a lot of stuff done when suddenly, I snap open a glass ampule, and slice the shit out of my finger. It was almost cinematic. I knew what I did but it didn't hurt at all. All I could see was blood all over the place. I was running around the lab trying to do something to help my situation but kept looking down at my totally sliced finger in awe...the amount of blood coming out of this thing was unreal....and still painless. I ran over to the first aid kit and fumbled with it...discovered there was nothing that would help me in there...so I ran over to the sink and ran water on it...that didn't help. At that point, I realized I should probably get someone to help me out...this thing was still gushing. So as I get out of the lab and try to carefully shake my lab coat off, one of my co-workers was like "Hey Brooke, how's it.....OH SHIT" and I was like um yeah dude seriously I don't know what to do right now....So he took control of the situation, got me some paper towels and took me to the bosses' office. They put numerous band-aids on it and I went back into the lab to clean up the mess I made. After 10 minutes, it had bled through the two band-aids Alex put on it. AWESOME. I finished my experiment and drank all night. The wound seems to be healing fine now, but I probably should have had it checked out.

That was the start of probably the most fucked up week ever. Hopefully no one will have any sort of issues tomorrow because I'm pretty sure I am not going to want to deal with them.