So, I may have previously said I don't suffer meltdowns as they are typically pictured that aspies have, generally over what might be seen as minor or insignificant things. Turns out, I might have been lying about that without realising it, which makes it a lie of omission and as we all know the sin of omission isn't the worst (*nods vigorously*).
I had what I consider in hindsight to be a well controlled melt down in work. In the most basic sense I lost my temper when another department decided to do something out of order (as in list order) and didn't warn me. I had dutifully walked down to the other department to finalise some business and found that the paperwork in question was now on my desk, delaying me and knocking my tight schedule. I may have at this point felt the fire I usually get in my arms and legs when I feel my choler rising, kept back up the stairs two at a time, and enjoyed a half hours tunnel visit and gritted teethed grumbling.
I can cope with changes to orders, I generally anticipate change and try to take the long view but some times, occasionally, I won't be given a quick heads up when there's a change (how hard is it to give two minutes notice?) and it messes with my hour plan. In that I need to adapt and change, something I consider myself fairly decent at, but for five minutes it is best to let me reorder my head and not try to interrupt my new game plan.
This realisation explains a number of things. It explains why yesterday I had an attack of creeping paranoia, why I felt drained after work, and why I ended up coming home and sleeping the afternoon away (the fact that I've had a sleepless night has nothing to do with that, I'm sure). I also clearly didn't reorder my head properly as work called me back to complete a task I had left. Walked back to work and sorted that (fortunately I hadn't taken my legs off, so it wasn't hassle).
I think that every day is a lesson, whether you realise it or not. Lesson from today is one I should learn repeatedly, and that is to double check my work before going off shift. I isn't always easy, one of the girls hugged me before she left and said I looked grumpy, which is fair as I was annoyed at myself for snapping at a member of the afternoon team. I did apologise and the girls are understanding. Double checking can be a pain but it means that if my head is not fully ordered, I am at least ensuring that nothing is missed, even if it takes a little longer to get away.
My final realisation is something I really hadn't thought about. I ran up stairs in my new legs. I took two steps at a time even, without thinking, tripping or falling. Ok, so I was out of puff after two flights but still. At the moment I'm about as graceful as a baby deer on ice going down stairs, with handrails being the greatest invention ever and until to day I felt like a Dalek approaching stairs when ascending was required (yeah yeah, convenient plot device, they can fly now), with plenty of tripping and swearing (quietly).
I guess you lean something new every day.....