Well hi there,
Since a meeting with my remaing boss Thurs. I've been pretty demoralized. I've been knocking myself out to make him look good, and I'm doing high-end editing that makes his grant$$$ acceptable to turn in. Anyway, long story short, he wants me to commit to memory the first time I hear any detail the elaborate gov't grant procedures I've never been involved in before. He tencs to communicate in vague phrases and leaves the rest to me to figure out on my own--minimal guidance. So, I asked him a question and he sort of snapped, we already discussed that (a few weeks earlier)...Get it right the first time. (Never mind that he makes mistakes himself that I have guided him through, and courteously, since he has very bad eyesight and is pretty dependent on my tactful coaching.) I was just stunned. I'd been putting in long grueling hours making him look good (and succeeding, he'd praised the work if not me). After that remark the next thing he said is, do you think you have ADHD? I stuffed my shock (he's not an MD and he's my boss)...and just said quietly, I dont think so, do you? And he said oh I think that's a real possibility... I just said, well, if I don't retain something now and then, I've been thinking it more likely about stress. (Like having my job survival held over my head nonstop and no support or guidance or help??? Plus NMom' care?)
Long story short, to please my employer I'm giving an ADHD drug a trial run. But I felt humiliated and disrespected the way he handled it. (When I asked for the Rx my M.D. went nuts, said it was borderline unethical to have this academic researcher "diagnosing" me, much less making me feel my job depends on me taking a drug that he's doing research on. But he agreed to let me do a trial run, even though he doesn't think I meet the criteria. He thinks it's stress, constant pain, etc.)
Then I talked to my T last Monday and his diagnosis was a lot simpler. He said, "You work for jerks." Was nice to have the validation...but over the week I sank into kind of a despairing stupor.
I'll snap out of it and start functioning again...but when I feel lonely/isolated/exhuasted/in pain/and especially unappreciated/as well as worried/stressed/fearful about employment... it's just something I wanted to whine about.
Compared to the serious life challenges (and equally serious courage and dignity) I see on this board I should be embarrassed, but I figure you guys will bear with me. It's really just a vent...I expect tomorrow a.m. I'll feel a lot better just from having summarized this tonight.
Thanks for listening!
Hopalong