Rotated onto nights again, 3rd one since Monday, and my whole schedule is just wrecked at this point.
Sat in the break room around 3am with nothing else to do so I doodled little swirls on a napkin for a while, and one of the newer guys walked by and asked what happened to my arms. Just told him dry skin and left it there, didn’t feel like explaining the whole steroid situation to someone I’ve talked to maybe twice.
Still working out how much to say to people at work honestly. Some of them I’d actully tell more if they asked the right way, others I just wave off and change the subject. The coffee machine picked that exact night to break too, which felt about right!