Interstitial Cystitis Returns

My symptoms were so minor I believed I was going into remission, or at least the cold fronts wouldn't do much harm to me. You couldn't really call what passed a cold front because we kept the AC on, but my body certainly felt it. I'm taking my heaviest meds and sitting on a heating pad in hopes of stopping it from becoming worse before work, and it's completely drained my motivation to do any of the activities I usually enjoy.

All the hope I had earlier of lasting a whole year at a job is basically gone now. If such a minor front could hurt me enough to distract me from my favorite activities, then how bad is it going to be when the major ones start rolling through? I know I positively won't be able to work the 20 hours a week that I do now. As a cashier, there's a lot of walking and standing involved. I already asked about accommodations for a wheel chair and all they had to do was point at the space in the stall.

There's only two registers in one stall, and it's not wide enough for a wheel chair or short enough for one. They could possibly let me sit on a stool, but half of my job is walking around straightening up product. In short, once I get that bad, I think they'll let me go.

My mom has already proven to be very disappointed in me and on the verge of labeling me a hypochondriac from last year despite me being fine this whole summer. If I did lose the job I'd face verbal abuse all day since she works even less hours than I do.

I know stress makes IC worse, but how can I not be stressed in this predicament? If I just had someone to say, "It will be alright. Just do what you can," my stress levels would be so much lower. My family is also saying that I'm "projecting" what will happen to me and so it will happen. which sounds more like they think magic is real to me. I wasn't thinking anything bad was going to happen until that surprise cold front hit and I had to run to the bathroom every two hours and had the worse day at work yet since we only have two people working there at a time, making bathroom breaks guilt-filled.

I wanted to go back to school for teaching since I was doing so much better, but I don't think that will ever be possible. I'm going to have to look into web design or some other stay at home job that isn't a scam just so I don't feel worthless all over again.