I remember when, I remember, I remember, when I lost my mind.. 🤷🏼‍♀

I remember getting on my bike to get to work the first summer I worked at this job, then getting distracted by something, hitting the brakes, and flying head first over the handlebars and down a grassy hill 🙃

I fractured my ribs, injured two fingers - thankfully I was wearing a helmet, but needless to say, I was in pain😂 A guy came over asking if I was okay, and I just brushed it off, laughed, and said I was totally fine...
I got back on my bike and still went to work - showed up with grass stuck to my helmet, taped my two fingers together, and did my job 🙃 My colleague convinced me to call my doctor, and when I did, they told me to come in, so I did. But I didn't take sick leave cause I didn't want to “trouble” them — we're always understaffed — so I kept working.

I worked 8 days in a row, had one day off then 6 new days.. One of those 8 days, I had to work a double shift (14 hours) with fractured ribs and a badly injured hand + my mental health was at it's worst...

For what? 🤷🏼‍♀

My colleague told me she wouldn't have shown up at all — she would've gone back home and called in🥹

I'll never do that again, so I think I'm healing in some areas 🥹