It IS getting better. Yesterday I didn't cry. Today I was a little more friendly to the ph*armacis*t -- the other one wasn't there. Trying to keep my guard up, but the friendlier someone is, the harder it is to stay upset with them. Tomorrow it will be just the 2 of us, and I'm still trying to decide just how to let her know how they hurt me. Haven't talked to the one who had and lost the pregnancy, as I don't think that's fair or very nice to do while she's still trying to heal. (Not that she seemed tpo care about being fair or nice with me, but let's go with being the bigger person here)
Here's to one more day of work!