Whew!! Is It Over, Yet?

My friend, The Pup, has been really busy trying to get a job. She hasn’t been around the web much and I miss her like crazy! Hopefully she will be back around soon. But, if you go over and give her a “Hey, howdy” (does anyone really say that sort of thing?), tell her that I miss her and that we all hope she gets the job of her dreams. Read back in her archives. She is a funny, funny lady. I love her.

A little background info…

Last Monday night, my father-in-law was admitted to the ICU at a hospital nearby for septic shock. They determined that it was likely that his gallbladder was the source of infection and they decided to remove it. They had to get him healthy enough to do that, so they had him on IV antibiotics and then when his white blood count went down, they were going to send him home to recover a little more and then bring him back in to have surgery to remove his gallbladder. As they were discharging him, he asked a question which caused them to say that he couldn’t go home and he ended up having to stay several more days at the end of which they removed his gallbladder and then sent him home the next day. They are going to do further surgery to repair another problem in about 8-10 weeks. He was doing okay and came home from the hospital on Saturday night. I haven’t said much about it because…well, just because.

Sunday, I went to get some coffee at my favorite coffee shop, Caribou, and I noticed that something didn’t seem right with the brakes on my truck. They sounded terrible. Later in the day, Jason took it for a test drive and he concurred that something was definitely wrong, that he would take it in to the shop on Monday, I would take his car to work and he would catch a ride with a coworker.

Keep all that in mind as I go through how my first day of work went.

I put my shoes on just before I was going to head out the door. They were lovely, brand new shoes that my mother-in-law bought me for my birthday. I had tried one of them on, but was saving them for nursing shoes as they were all white. I hadn’t worn them at all. As Julia Roberts said in Pretty Woman, “Big mistake! Huge mistake!” I knew instantly that they were going to be a problem. That is a huge understatement. They were absolutely, without a doubt, the worst pair of shoes I have ever worn in my life. That’s saying a lot, seeing as how I have worn some pretty high heeled catastrophes in my lifetime. I started at 8:00 am and by 10:00 I was limping. I could barely walk. It felt like someone was stepping on my instep as hard as they could and I still had to walk with them standing on my feet. So at lunch, I went to a store nearby and found a wonderful pair of shoes that felt like slippers compared to what I had been wearing. I could have been walking on a platform of pointy nails and it would have felt better.

I get back to work. I have my lunch in the car with me because I was trying to eat while I was driving to and from the store for the shoes. As I got out of the car, I was having a hard time getting my lunch box and purse out with me so I just left it on the seat and locked the door to walk around to the other side to get my stuff out. You guessed it. The keys were inside sitting in my purse. I had my cell phone in hand, so I called Jason and he said he would come and get the stuff out and bring it into me in about 45 minutes to an hour. I went into the building and sat with my friends in the break room for a little bit.

When I got back to the office where I was working, my trainer, let’s call her S, said that my husband had left a message for me to call him back. I called Jason and he said that he just got done talking to his Mom. It seems his Dad was in the kitchen, his Mom heard him call out and then collapse. When she got to him, he was unconcious and she shook him. While she was shaking him, his pacemaker shocked him and she called 9-1-1. They came and took him to the hospital by ambulance. He is there tonight, having a full battery of tests. So, before they came to bail me out of my situation, Jason went to the hospital first to see what was up with his Dad and they (he and his partner) actually beat the ambulance to the hospital. So far, he is doing okay.

We also got news that my truck was going to cost a huge amount of money to get fixed. We had them fix the part that Jason was having trouble doing himself and then he is going to do the other part on the weekend.

On top of all that, I had a headache! Yay!

It will be better tomorrow, right? I mean, it can’t get much worse.

(I know, I shouldn’t say that. It could be a lot worse–for instance, thank God that Jason’s Dad is doing okay–and I should know better than to tempt fate or the gods or whatever, but you have to think that it can only get better.)

**Tomorrow (Wednesday, August 30), I will have a guest poster. Today, I work until 5:00, we have Emily’s open house after work and then Emily also has 2 softball games at 7:15 and 8:30. So, basically, I will be gone from 7:30 in the morning until 10:00 tonight. I am going to be exhausted. My wonderful friend, Mr. Fab, volunteered to do a guest post for me. I don’t even have to pay him. Oops! :mouthshut:Maybe I wasn’t supposed to say that. Everyone else has to pay him. I have helped him with some technical stuff on his blog, so he is repaying his debt. Yah, that’s it, he’s repaying his debt.