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The good. Got a promotion to full time here at the hospital with security!( Read more... )

I swear, going to the hospital makes you sick. Which may mean it's time for another job. But then, when I'm working - I don't get sick. It's only when I go in as a patient, or perhaps as a mother of one. Hmm. Anyhow, went in Thurs AM for my son, who's temp was skyrocketing and who wasn't doing well, and found out the kid had strep. And while we were in his ER room I began throwing up. Not a good sign. No, not at all.

So back we went later that day, when Bear had finally worn my resistance down enough, and gotten his bro's Duncan and Charles to assist me into the car as I was rather dizzy and achy-owie, and back to the ER we went. And into the same room my son had occupied that morning, come to think of it. They took my blood, and a throat swab, and in return they pumped a couple bags of IV fluids into me, told me I was dehydrated, and that I had some bug going around that yay A - was taking down whole families in the area, and B - I had to wait it out, as no antibiotics could be used on this type of thing. But I did get nausea meds. Go me!

So back home I went to die in peace (even missed two days of work, which I NEVER DO DAMN IT), and have been dealing with the body aching, joint aching, shivering, spiky-temp, nausea and lower intestine issues etc ever since. Although yesterday I got to add a new chapter to the Lee - is - ill book - oh yes, the lung rattling, throat burning, body shaking cough is back. Just like an old friend. "Lung ick, long time no see! It's been nearly one - or was it two weeks since last time you visited, how you doing old buddy?"

Haven't been on line, because my eyes start aching and burning and it kills my head which makes it hard to type, haven't been cleaning my house (oh man do I need my house cleaned) because I get to coughing so hard I have to sit down, and then I just feel freaking drained, and gah. Life is messy right now. Going to go back and lie down, and pull the blanket back up over my head. Wake me when Spring gets here and my cough is gone, 'kay?

Tired, so tired becoming silly impulsively tired. This is bad. Bad for my health, bad for my wallet, bad for Bear's sanity. BIG time bad for Bear's sanity. So I shall retire to bed now like I promised him, as I have work soon. Yes, I know, I just got out. I know this, ok?

And I am so freaking tired of coughing and hacking and having my - hell, can one's bronchial tubes ache? Because my lungs do, or that part of my body which encapsulates such things does.

And I have paragraphs for my writing posts that lead off into no where, tangents, all here and there with no sense to be made of any of them. Very strange.

Oh yes, and I have dragon eggs.

I am home.
I am alive.
I WILL NOT BE GOING IN TO WORK TONIGHT.

OR TOMORROW (I hope, hope, wish, pray)


And maybe, if I can get away with it? Won't be going in Tuesday either. Unless they really, really need me.

Happy Longest Night, and may your fires stay lit until the Sun comes back to us once more.



*is coughing, and achy and owie, but candle lit and mead on the altar. Not sure if I'll be able to stay awake the entire night or not though, but am going to try!

So blasted tired. And I'm catching a cold. Specifically, I think I'm catching Bear's cold which will suck because his cold knocked him flat for about3-4 days.

I felt really good one day. One day, that was yesterday in fact. Good enough to put on makeup, good enough to smile as I ran my ass off while working. Ah, work. So much fun. Especially now, you know, that little shower we had last week (and yes, that was an UNDERSTATEMENT), the one who knocked out the power to what - 300, 000 of us in NH, and hmm, what was it - about a million people in Massachusetts? To say that I've gotten a little overtime would be an understatement. I have seriously worked days in a row where I haven't seen my own son, and only seen Bear because we meet in passing, one to the bed to pass out, and the other getting their clothes on to go out.

Top it off, two of our regular guys are out for a while, and one of our guys quit the other day.

No, am not bitching because I have work. Am grateful I have work. Am also grateful that they want me (or corresponding warm body) there enough to ask me to stay late, and to come in early, and to work extra days, and all three shifts, (mainly second and third however). I'm very grateful. But I'm starting to feel it, and Bear says he can see it - how I'm... whatever. NEED MORE MAKEUP. BTW, I love this mineral makeup stuff. Wow, takes my looks from dead to alive, or at least passably zombified.

All I'm looking forward to now? Alan Charles, my eldest beloved mutant Son, flies in Thursday night into Manchester for Christmas vacation. So after I get out of work, and yes, have to work the hospital for some meeting that will prob run late... I will be able to pick him up at the Manchester Airport, and he will be going with us to Resurrections to party!


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And yes, Resurrections is on that night, and for those not in the know? It is our 2-Year Anniversary! Yes, Two years ago, Res opened at the Breezeway pub in Manchester. It will be a good night. It will be a GREAT night. *crossing fingers* And yes, I am talking about my job again, but it's my other job. My fun one. And at this one, I don't have to wear a uniform or tie.

PS, ANNE and EVERYONE, Thank you all for rescuing my egg! SO Much thanks. And yes, would you mind babysitting my new baby dragon until I find my head and get it screwed on? I think I left it in the car...

Repo! The Genetic Opera is coming to Boston on Saturday night for a midnight showing at the Coolidge Corner Theatre, 290 Harvard Street Brookline, MA 2446 (617) 734-2500

If you go... take me with yo? pu-leaseeee? I SO want to see this one. Yea, I know that it's coming out on DVD on Jan 20, 2009 but wow would I love to go see it now!

And yes, I WILL Have this DVD. Come on, Sarah Brightman, Anthony Stewart Head, et all? Hell yea!

Must be tired. It's after 5 AM, and all I can do is jump in my chair thinking 'my dragon eggs are cracking, they're cracking! Gonna hatch me a dragon!!' Yea, did mention I was tired right?

Happy belated birthdays to BETH, oh cheezedanishy one, and hoping that you get a bandaid on that scratch and that you had SOME SORT OF FUN for your birthday!

And to those who celebrate it - Happy official day of giving thanks, and this is my official THANK YOU, to all of you. May your day be filled with people who appreciate you the way you deserve, the way I appreciate you.


PS. I'm hiding my eggsies under a cut so you don't have to look if you don't want to. THEY'RE CRACKING, ( Read more... )

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And now some words of wisdom out of the mouth of a 'bum'. (Although I wouldn't be the one to say it to Joe Pesci's face.)

Simon Wilder: You asked the question, sir, now let me answer it. The beauty of the Constitution is that it can always be changed. The beauty of the Constitution is that it makes no set law other than faith in the wisdom of ordinary people to govern themselves.

Proffesor Pitkannan: Faith in the wisdom of the people is exactly what makes the Constitution incomplete and crude.

Simon Wilder: Crude? No, sir. Our "founding parents" were pompous, white, middle-aged farmers, but they were also great men. Because they knew one thing that all great men should know: that they didn't know everything. Sure, they'd make mistakes, but they made sure to leave a way to correct them. The president is not an "elected king," no matter how many bombs he can drop. Because the "crude" Constitution doesn't trust him. He's just a bum, okay Mr. Pitkannan? He's just a bum.

(taken from the movie 'With Honors' starring Joe Pesci, and Brendan Fraser, etc)