Remember Blah Blah Day? Well it did turn out better! I had to work from noon to 9pm on Thursday. Sometimes that’s an okay shift, sometimes it’s not. I was starting to get drowsy at around 5:30pm, and figured it was time for another cup of fresh coffee. But I waited a bit, and was into some work, when pop! went the electricity, throwing us all into pitch black. The students in the theory room next to me made ghostly sound effects and laughed. I wanted to go towards the light, or at least the reception area where I know people congregate during an outage. So I blindly groped my way across the office, hoping I wouldn’t trip over anything, and then headed down the hall where there were some emergency stand-by lights all lit up. Then a group of us laughed and joked about who had tripped the electricity. Someone said they saw a flash of light over by the apartments across the street before the electricity went out. I guess it was a blown transformer. Anyway, we got to leave early!
Then this Friday I was finally able to pick my mom up from the hospital! I took her to my place instead of hers for two reasons; 1. Because I figured she should have a break the first couple nights from being woken up by the woman above her who seems to drop a bowling ball on the floor almost every morning….and 2..Because while she’s napping and recuperating for a few days, I can keep myself busy by playing on the internet in the other room. She loves sleeping on my new couch, it is very comfortable. I keep insisting she should sleep on my bed instead, and I sleep on the couch, but she doesn’t like that idea. Hm. Tricky.
Anyway, the hospital she stayed in was excellent, the staff took great care of her. A nurse dropped by today to organize her meds and do some other stuff which turned into an awfully long story I don’t want to get into now. The main thing is that things were taken care of, and now she’s taking a nap. Oh and all of the pneumonia is gone, did I tell you that? I mean of course, or they wouldn’t have let her go home. But it was excellent news, and her blood pressure is getting fixed as well. They cut out one med that she didn’t need, and that was the most expensive! Yay! Thank you again for all of your patience and well wishes! I know I must’ve seemed depressed and I caught myself droaning on and on about it. That’s where thanking you for your patience comes in.
Okay, so on to another topic. I was going through a box of old photos that my mom had stashed in a cupboard at her place, and came across an old greeting card I made for my dad. I think I was 9 or 10 back then, and he had the final say about whether I could get my ears pierced or not. He approved, and I felt inspired to draw him a “thank you” card.
Here it is (first the cover and then the inside message):