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Week from Hell (LONG)
Speaking from Sickie Land here, about the week from hell.
It started with Cosmo and Internet, of course, and our trip to the vet. Then it went downhill from there. Well, DH had a scheduled disciplinary hearing at his job that day for chronic lateless (they get upset if you're *one* minute late!), which we knew about, but it added to the intense stress. we still don't know the outcome yet. He could be suspended for one day without pay, which would hurt. And another occurrence, I think, could cause him to lose his job. I just don't understand this. Anyway, then I accidentally break a glass in there somewhere, scattering it everywhere, including around the cat's water dish. Crap! Have to try carefully get it all up and clean out the water dish. Then I'm supposed to connect with a dear friend online and chat. Except that she never shows up. Turns out, her 'puter died. Then I go out and do one of my little civic things, and put notices on the cars in my neighborhood to warn them about the street sweeping schedule this year, and the dates when they will need to move their cars. I have been doing this for years, just to help the neighbors out. Now, of course, this means I have to move my car, too. One problem (well, two): no exhaust system and dead battery. So I have a friend run me down to an auto graveyard, get a battery, bring it back. I ask hillybilly neighbor (I am allowed to say this, since I'm part-hillbilly myself ;-) ) to help. He says yes, tries, says it's the wrong kind of battery. Crap. Later, he comes over, says his brother is coming over to lend him money and he'll bring a battery and get the car moved. Can he bum $2 for a pack of cigs until then? Yeah, okay. I'm saved! I think. He and his mysterious brother and the $2 have yet to appear. DH tries the next day. He can't get the connections to stay attached. I can *almost* start it, but the connecting thingy comes off. We're late for appointments and work, and we can't get it fixed. I spend Thurs. night calling the few people I can think of who either know about cars, have big cars, or have muscles to push cares. And get zilch. Nada. So, Friday, I lose my car, which I've been trying to sell. It gets towed, in spite of a bit note I left on the windshield begging them not to tow it. This caused very bad things between DH and I, which I won't go into. Sunday night, suddenly, I get hit *hard* with a cold. Well, I think it's a cold. Oops, guess it went immediately from that into acute bronchitis. Fever chills, can't breathe, oh, goody! Call Dr.'s office Monday morning (and I am NEVER up in the morning!) at 9:15 am. TUESDAY late morning, they call me back. By that time, I have found a refill on on old cough medicine, and called it in myself to the pharmacy. Managed to find one friend left in the neighborhood (they're all moving out at a fast rate) to get me over to the pharmacy, and got home. By the time the Dr..'s office calls me back, I am livid. I tell them I know what I have (had it last October, too), and I know what I need, and they'd better call it into the pharmacy TODAY! Amazingly, they do. So I call my friend from the night before. Unfortunately, she is responsible for the computer systems of a major corporation, and everything crashed; a lot of fast-food workers and managers were not going to get paychecks if she didn't stay. Boy, did *she* have a good excuse! lol!!! "No problem!" I said. I had one last person I could call. She has kids (didn't want to expose anyone with kids to this), but she's a nurse, so she's got high immuinity -- lol. This is already too long, so I won't go into how they got me the wrong antibiotic at first, and then didn't have enough, and then said the insurance company wouldn't cover it . . . . Oh, I did manage to get my car back, but I'm going to keep that miracle a secret. There surely are two few of them floating around right now as it is. Ginger-lyn Bleary-eyed, feverish, waiting for tea with honey and lemon, and hoping this #$#%^ Mercury Retrograde is OVER SOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!! |
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(((((((((((Ginger-lyn))))))))))))
I hope things start getting better soon. -- Joy Life is what happens to you while you are planning to do something else. "Ginger-lyn Summer" wrote in message ... Speaking from Sickie Land here, about the week from hell. It started with Cosmo and Internet, of course, and our trip to the vet. Then it went downhill from there. Well, DH had a scheduled disciplinary hearing at his job that day for chronic lateless (they get upset if you're *one* minute late!), which we knew about, but it added to the intense stress. we still don't know the outcome yet. He could be suspended for one day without pay, which would hurt. And another occurrence, I think, could cause him to lose his job. I just don't understand this. Anyway, then I accidentally break a glass in there somewhere, scattering it everywhere, including around the cat's water dish. Crap! Have to try carefully get it all up and clean out the water dish. Then I'm supposed to connect with a dear friend online and chat. Except that she never shows up. Turns out, her 'puter died. Then I go out and do one of my little civic things, and put notices on the cars in my neighborhood to warn them about the street sweeping schedule this year, and the dates when they will need to move their cars. I have been doing this for years, just to help the neighbors out. Now, of course, this means I have to move my car, too. One problem (well, two): no exhaust system and dead battery. So I have a friend run me down to an auto graveyard, get a battery, bring it back. I ask hillybilly neighbor (I am allowed to say this, since I'm part-hillbilly myself ;-) ) to help. He says yes, tries, says it's the wrong kind of battery. Crap. Later, he comes over, says his brother is coming over to lend him money and he'll bring a battery and get the car moved. Can he bum $2 for a pack of cigs until then? Yeah, okay. I'm saved! I think. He and his mysterious brother and the $2 have yet to appear. DH tries the next day. He can't get the connections to stay attached. I can *almost* start it, but the connecting thingy comes off. We're late for appointments and work, and we can't get it fixed. I spend Thurs. night calling the few people I can think of who either know about cars, have big cars, or have muscles to push cares. And get zilch. Nada. So, Friday, I lose my car, which I've been trying to sell. It gets towed, in spite of a bit note I left on the windshield begging them not to tow it. This caused very bad things between DH and I, which I won't go into. Sunday night, suddenly, I get hit *hard* with a cold. Well, I think it's a cold. Oops, guess it went immediately from that into acute bronchitis. Fever chills, can't breathe, oh, goody! Call Dr.'s office Monday morning (and I am NEVER up in the morning!) at 9:15 am. TUESDAY late morning, they call me back. By that time, I have found a refill on on old cough medicine, and called it in myself to the pharmacy. Managed to find one friend left in the neighborhood (they're all moving out at a fast rate) to get me over to the pharmacy, and got home. By the time the Dr..'s office calls me back, I am livid. I tell them I know what I have (had it last October, too), and I know what I need, and they'd better call it into the pharmacy TODAY! Amazingly, they do. So I call my friend from the night before. Unfortunately, she is responsible for the computer systems of a major corporation, and everything crashed; a lot of fast-food workers and managers were not going to get paychecks if she didn't stay. Boy, did *she* have a good excuse! lol!!! "No problem!" I said. I had one last person I could call. She has kids (didn't want to expose anyone with kids to this), but she's a nurse, so she's got high immuinity -- lol. This is already too long, so I won't go into how they got me the wrong antibiotic at first, and then didn't have enough, and then said the insurance company wouldn't cover it . . . . Oh, I did manage to get my car back, but I'm going to keep that miracle a secret. There surely are two few of them floating around right now as it is. Ginger-lyn Bleary-eyed, feverish, waiting for tea with honey and lemon, and hoping this #$#%^ Mercury Retrograde is OVER SOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!! |
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(((((((((((Ginger-lyn))))))))))))
I hope things start getting better soon. -- Joy Life is what happens to you while you are planning to do something else. "Ginger-lyn Summer" wrote in message ... Speaking from Sickie Land here, about the week from hell. It started with Cosmo and Internet, of course, and our trip to the vet. Then it went downhill from there. Well, DH had a scheduled disciplinary hearing at his job that day for chronic lateless (they get upset if you're *one* minute late!), which we knew about, but it added to the intense stress. we still don't know the outcome yet. He could be suspended for one day without pay, which would hurt. And another occurrence, I think, could cause him to lose his job. I just don't understand this. Anyway, then I accidentally break a glass in there somewhere, scattering it everywhere, including around the cat's water dish. Crap! Have to try carefully get it all up and clean out the water dish. Then I'm supposed to connect with a dear friend online and chat. Except that she never shows up. Turns out, her 'puter died. Then I go out and do one of my little civic things, and put notices on the cars in my neighborhood to warn them about the street sweeping schedule this year, and the dates when they will need to move their cars. I have been doing this for years, just to help the neighbors out. Now, of course, this means I have to move my car, too. One problem (well, two): no exhaust system and dead battery. So I have a friend run me down to an auto graveyard, get a battery, bring it back. I ask hillybilly neighbor (I am allowed to say this, since I'm part-hillbilly myself ;-) ) to help. He says yes, tries, says it's the wrong kind of battery. Crap. Later, he comes over, says his brother is coming over to lend him money and he'll bring a battery and get the car moved. Can he bum $2 for a pack of cigs until then? Yeah, okay. I'm saved! I think. He and his mysterious brother and the $2 have yet to appear. DH tries the next day. He can't get the connections to stay attached. I can *almost* start it, but the connecting thingy comes off. We're late for appointments and work, and we can't get it fixed. I spend Thurs. night calling the few people I can think of who either know about cars, have big cars, or have muscles to push cares. And get zilch. Nada. So, Friday, I lose my car, which I've been trying to sell. It gets towed, in spite of a bit note I left on the windshield begging them not to tow it. This caused very bad things between DH and I, which I won't go into. Sunday night, suddenly, I get hit *hard* with a cold. Well, I think it's a cold. Oops, guess it went immediately from that into acute bronchitis. Fever chills, can't breathe, oh, goody! Call Dr.'s office Monday morning (and I am NEVER up in the morning!) at 9:15 am. TUESDAY late morning, they call me back. By that time, I have found a refill on on old cough medicine, and called it in myself to the pharmacy. Managed to find one friend left in the neighborhood (they're all moving out at a fast rate) to get me over to the pharmacy, and got home. By the time the Dr..'s office calls me back, I am livid. I tell them I know what I have (had it last October, too), and I know what I need, and they'd better call it into the pharmacy TODAY! Amazingly, they do. So I call my friend from the night before. Unfortunately, she is responsible for the computer systems of a major corporation, and everything crashed; a lot of fast-food workers and managers were not going to get paychecks if she didn't stay. Boy, did *she* have a good excuse! lol!!! "No problem!" I said. I had one last person I could call. She has kids (didn't want to expose anyone with kids to this), but she's a nurse, so she's got high immuinity -- lol. This is already too long, so I won't go into how they got me the wrong antibiotic at first, and then didn't have enough, and then said the insurance company wouldn't cover it . . . . Oh, I did manage to get my car back, but I'm going to keep that miracle a secret. There surely are two few of them floating around right now as it is. Ginger-lyn Bleary-eyed, feverish, waiting for tea with honey and lemon, and hoping this #$#%^ Mercury Retrograde is OVER SOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!! |
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I'm so very sorry to hear you had such a horrible week, Ginger-lyn.
Lots and lots of hopes, purrs and best wishes for the things to improve ASAP, -- Polonca & Soncek "Ginger-lyn Summer" wrote in message ... Speaking from Sickie Land here, about the week from hell. snip |
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I'm so very sorry to hear you had such a horrible week, Ginger-lyn.
Lots and lots of hopes, purrs and best wishes for the things to improve ASAP, -- Polonca & Soncek "Ginger-lyn Summer" wrote in message ... Speaking from Sickie Land here, about the week from hell. snip |
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Oh poor Ginger-lyn, purrs that everything will soon be better!
Elisabet and Hugo Katt Ginger-lyn Summer skrev i meddelandet ... Speaking from Sickie Land here, about the week from hell. It started with Cosmo and Internet, of course, and our trip to the vet. Then it went downhill from there. Well, DH had a scheduled disciplinary hearing at his job that day for chronic lateless (they get upset if you're *one* minute late!), which we knew about, but it added to the intense stress. we still don't know the outcome yet. He could be suspended for one day without pay, which would hurt. And another occurrence, I think, could cause him to lose his job. I just don't understand this. Anyway, then I accidentally break a glass in there somewhere, scattering it everywhere, including around the cat's water dish. Crap! Have to try carefully get it all up and clean out the water dish. Then I'm supposed to connect with a dear friend online and chat. Except that she never shows up. Turns out, her 'puter died. Then I go out and do one of my little civic things, and put notices on the cars in my neighborhood to warn them about the street sweeping schedule this year, and the dates when they will need to move their cars. I have been doing this for years, just to help the neighbors out. Now, of course, this means I have to move my car, too. One problem (well, two): no exhaust system and dead battery. So I have a friend run me down to an auto graveyard, get a battery, bring it back. I ask hillybilly neighbor (I am allowed to say this, since I'm part-hillbilly myself ;-) ) to help. He says yes, tries, says it's the wrong kind of battery. Crap. Later, he comes over, says his brother is coming over to lend him money and he'll bring a battery and get the car moved. Can he bum $2 for a pack of cigs until then? Yeah, okay. I'm saved! I think. He and his mysterious brother and the $2 have yet to appear. DH tries the next day. He can't get the connections to stay attached. I can *almost* start it, but the connecting thingy comes off. We're late for appointments and work, and we can't get it fixed. I spend Thurs. night calling the few people I can think of who either know about cars, have big cars, or have muscles to push cares. And get zilch. Nada. So, Friday, I lose my car, which I've been trying to sell. It gets towed, in spite of a bit note I left on the windshield begging them not to tow it. This caused very bad things between DH and I, which I won't go into. Sunday night, suddenly, I get hit *hard* with a cold. Well, I think it's a cold. Oops, guess it went immediately from that into acute bronchitis. Fever chills, can't breathe, oh, goody! Call Dr.'s office Monday morning (and I am NEVER up in the morning!) at 9:15 am. TUESDAY late morning, they call me back. By that time, I have found a refill on on old cough medicine, and called it in myself to the pharmacy. Managed to find one friend left in the neighborhood (they're all moving out at a fast rate) to get me over to the pharmacy, and got home. By the time the Dr..'s office calls me back, I am livid. I tell them I know what I have (had it last October, too), and I know what I need, and they'd better call it into the pharmacy TODAY! Amazingly, they do. So I call my friend from the night before. Unfortunately, she is responsible for the computer systems of a major corporation, and everything crashed; a lot of fast-food workers and managers were not going to get paychecks if she didn't stay. Boy, did *she* have a good excuse! lol!!! "No problem!" I said. I had one last person I could call. She has kids (didn't want to expose anyone with kids to this), but she's a nurse, so she's got high immuinity -- lol. This is already too long, so I won't go into how they got me the wrong antibiotic at first, and then didn't have enough, and then said the insurance company wouldn't cover it . . . . Oh, I did manage to get my car back, but I'm going to keep that miracle a secret. There surely are two few of them floating around right now as it is. Ginger-lyn Bleary-eyed, feverish, waiting for tea with honey and lemon, and hoping this #$#%^ Mercury Retrograde is OVER SOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!! |
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Oh poor Ginger-lyn, purrs that everything will soon be better!
Elisabet and Hugo Katt Ginger-lyn Summer skrev i meddelandet ... Speaking from Sickie Land here, about the week from hell. It started with Cosmo and Internet, of course, and our trip to the vet. Then it went downhill from there. Well, DH had a scheduled disciplinary hearing at his job that day for chronic lateless (they get upset if you're *one* minute late!), which we knew about, but it added to the intense stress. we still don't know the outcome yet. He could be suspended for one day without pay, which would hurt. And another occurrence, I think, could cause him to lose his job. I just don't understand this. Anyway, then I accidentally break a glass in there somewhere, scattering it everywhere, including around the cat's water dish. Crap! Have to try carefully get it all up and clean out the water dish. Then I'm supposed to connect with a dear friend online and chat. Except that she never shows up. Turns out, her 'puter died. Then I go out and do one of my little civic things, and put notices on the cars in my neighborhood to warn them about the street sweeping schedule this year, and the dates when they will need to move their cars. I have been doing this for years, just to help the neighbors out. Now, of course, this means I have to move my car, too. One problem (well, two): no exhaust system and dead battery. So I have a friend run me down to an auto graveyard, get a battery, bring it back. I ask hillybilly neighbor (I am allowed to say this, since I'm part-hillbilly myself ;-) ) to help. He says yes, tries, says it's the wrong kind of battery. Crap. Later, he comes over, says his brother is coming over to lend him money and he'll bring a battery and get the car moved. Can he bum $2 for a pack of cigs until then? Yeah, okay. I'm saved! I think. He and his mysterious brother and the $2 have yet to appear. DH tries the next day. He can't get the connections to stay attached. I can *almost* start it, but the connecting thingy comes off. We're late for appointments and work, and we can't get it fixed. I spend Thurs. night calling the few people I can think of who either know about cars, have big cars, or have muscles to push cares. And get zilch. Nada. So, Friday, I lose my car, which I've been trying to sell. It gets towed, in spite of a bit note I left on the windshield begging them not to tow it. This caused very bad things between DH and I, which I won't go into. Sunday night, suddenly, I get hit *hard* with a cold. Well, I think it's a cold. Oops, guess it went immediately from that into acute bronchitis. Fever chills, can't breathe, oh, goody! Call Dr.'s office Monday morning (and I am NEVER up in the morning!) at 9:15 am. TUESDAY late morning, they call me back. By that time, I have found a refill on on old cough medicine, and called it in myself to the pharmacy. Managed to find one friend left in the neighborhood (they're all moving out at a fast rate) to get me over to the pharmacy, and got home. By the time the Dr..'s office calls me back, I am livid. I tell them I know what I have (had it last October, too), and I know what I need, and they'd better call it into the pharmacy TODAY! Amazingly, they do. So I call my friend from the night before. Unfortunately, she is responsible for the computer systems of a major corporation, and everything crashed; a lot of fast-food workers and managers were not going to get paychecks if she didn't stay. Boy, did *she* have a good excuse! lol!!! "No problem!" I said. I had one last person I could call. She has kids (didn't want to expose anyone with kids to this), but she's a nurse, so she's got high immuinity -- lol. This is already too long, so I won't go into how they got me the wrong antibiotic at first, and then didn't have enough, and then said the insurance company wouldn't cover it . . . . Oh, I did manage to get my car back, but I'm going to keep that miracle a secret. There surely are two few of them floating around right now as it is. Ginger-lyn Bleary-eyed, feverish, waiting for tea with honey and lemon, and hoping this #$#%^ Mercury Retrograde is OVER SOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!! |
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Purrs on the way for things to get better soon.
-- Victor Martinez Owned and operated by the Fantastic Seven (TM) Send your spam he Email me he |
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Purrs on the way for things to get better soon.
-- Victor Martinez Owned and operated by the Fantastic Seven (TM) Send your spam he Email me he |
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"Ginger-lyn Summer" wrote in message ... Speaking from Sickie Land here, about the week from hell. snip Ginger-lyn Bleary-eyed, feverish, waiting for tea with honey and lemon, and hoping this #$#%^ Mercury Retrograde is OVER SOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!! {{{{{Ginger-lyn}}}}} Hope things will start going your way from here on out -- sorry you had such a nasty week. Purrs coming your way. Christine |
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