Sooooo.... I have been a resident of Slackerville, USA as of late in regards to my blog and before I realized it, November literally came and went. My new blogbaby went naked for Novembre and now I am faced with coming up with some of December's rantin' and ravin'.
I know that I promised pics and a recap on my mom's 50th birthday bash, but we have had some upload issues from the picture CD and the photog just mailed us the new one, so since I have been uber busy lately, I haven't had time to do anything like that. Maybe someday I will post about my mom's party, but not today. Plus it's my blog, my rules...right??? Sure.
Anyways, enough of the mindless rambling and on to the intentional rambling...I have got to say that I am excited for Christmas! At work we have a big Christmas tree that has paper candy canes with all of the resident's names on them. The staff is invited to take one and make Christmas special for that resident. It may have been the Constant streaming of Holiday Muzak that had been ringing in my office all day that made me go a bit cray cray, but I took 3 paper canes and now I have to come up with 3 different ideas/gifts to brighten these residents up for this special time of year. I have "Sucker" written and flashing in Christmas lights on my forehead, but I don't care. These residents are like family to me and I am getting excited about coming up with some ideas to make them smile. Two out of the three that I have chosen do not have actively involved family members to celebrate with them, so I wanted to make sure that they feel like a part of mine. I get warm and fuzzies just thinking about it.
Oh speaking of work, I had a very embarassing MORTIFYING episode there on Wednesday morning. I headed into the office and sat down when my boss came in with a little baggy and placed it on my desk. He asked if I would make a run to the hospital and drop it off. "Sure boss, I will get right to that!" (Okay maybe I didn't exactly sound THAT cheerful, it was 8am mind you) The baggy was facing upwards where you couldn't see the contents inside. Eventually, I picked it up and turned it over and saw a glimpse of what was really in the bag. It. Was....A VIAL OF BLOOD!!!! *Cue the super dramatic music!* Okay, I know what you are thinking. DRAMS QUEEN and yes I can say that I am guilty of earning that title more times than not. BUT--I was tired from lack of sleep, a bit queasy from no breakfast and was caught off guard by seeing a foamy, vial of dark red blood. I hate needles, I hate blood, but I don't usually get lightheaded at the sight of them. I just loathe their existence. I immediately put the bag down, shut my eyes and tried to think happy thoughts. "It's just grape juice, It's just grape juice" was on repeat in my head. Then I had the bright idea of trying to get it off my mind by running an errand down to one of the nurse's stations. Not a good idea at all, kiddies..I didn't make it halfway down the hall, when one of the housekeeper's saw me and asked if I was ok. I think I said, "No, I am about to pass out, so I think I need to go home." What? Why would I say that I needed to go home? LOL. She immediately got the nurse and she almost had to catch me. She grabbed a chair and had me sit right in the middle of the busiest hall in the entire building. Everyone kept looking at me like I was dying, and I am sure that I was as white as a sheet. The nurse asked me what was wrong and I told her I saw blood. I had to embarrassingly admit what was really wrong with me and I could tell she was trying not to chuckle. So, I sat in my chair-o-shame until I felt some life return to my body again. It didn't take too long, because the LAST thing I wanted was every staff member gawking at me like I was one banana peel slip from the grave. I made it back to the office where I had noticed that I had bumped the ice water off of the desk and onto the floor on my way to "distract myself" and someone was already there picking up the ice cubes. Oh geesh, I had 8 more hours of this day left! Before I could even sit down again, I saw my boss carrying the baggy down to another office to ask someone else to take it! I profusely apologized and promised that next time to be safe, if he brown bagged any suspicious bodily fluids, that I would be more than happy to run them to the hospital. He smiled and said that he was glad that I was okay, and to not worry about what had happened (Wow-news travels fast!). Shewww...glad that is over, but there are still some aides that kid me about it. I just turn red and giggle, hoping they aren't really analyzing my craziness too much.
So, I made it through the rest of this week that was filled with even more issues (non-work related) that aren't in the slightest funny or entertaining. In fact, they suck in the suckiest form of suck. But, I am getting through and I am coming out stronger and a bit wiser...and I need all the smarts that I can get!
Here's hoping EVERYone has a better, brighter week! Thanks for reading :)
