It’s 12 degrees out there now.
I went out this morning to the hospital since I had promised to help cover these last 2 days for them, I kept my promise and made Jackson Hewitt wait for me until tomorrow. (Does that sound arrogant, or WHAT?!) Now the hospital parking lots are quite a ways away from the building – the walk is a good long walk .. maybe half a mile from the furtherst lot to the entrance I go into. Usually, I park in the furthest lot because its the one that I am likely to find a space in. For some odd reason, Ireland Army Community Hospital is more popular than Carnival.
So anyway, I parked there this morning. It was 9am and the sun was out. BUT it wasn’t anywhere NEAR warm. On the walk to the door, I SWEAR I nearly lost all feeling in right ear lobe. Course, all the anatomy brains will tell me that it’s the part of the body with the least amount of blood flow … yea yea yea .. whatever … I lost almost ALL feeling in my right ear. I thought it was falling off .. I just couldn’t tell whether it was there or not – even when I touched it, it felt like it maybe wasn’t there.
The funniest part about this was this: the ONLY parts of my body that were feeling it were my exposed facial parts. My nose, my cheeks, my ears … everything else was nice and toasty warm. Odd feeling. I had on 2 layers – my thermal underwear, jeans over that and a sweater … my new coat over that.
In any case, the point I was trying to make was that it was FREEZING.
Well, I wasn’t totally wrong … I kept walking and driving by what used to be pools of water on the ground and were now solid blocks of ice. I kept thinking about my friend DJ and hearing his voice in my head yelling “NO SISTREN! YUH DEH PAN YUH OWN WID DAT!” *snicker* Is lie, DJ? Don’t dat is exactly what you would be telling me if I tell you is 12 degrees fahrenheit outside? Yup – I thought so.
So anyway, I apologized for yesterday as soon as I walked in. What happened yesterday? Short version of the story: I couldn’t move out of bed for pain. Long version: I got up to pee, and had to literally crawl back into bed. One piece ah pain lik mi mi seriously si sparks and ting. Oh MAN! Pain like nothing I have felt in a long LONG time. And it’s after the pain had eased somewhat – about half hour later and after hubby had to get out of bed himself and get me 2 alleve and a glass of water – that I realized that it’s just about 2 years since the endometriosis treatments were finished. Just about – not quite. Which means, the pain starts again in earnest now. Maybe. After falling back into blissful slumber once the pain was a dull ache, I didn’t leave the bed again until 1pm. And that was mostly because the pain was coming back - I needed another shot of alleve. In total yesterday, I swallowed 7 Alleve. That’s how much pain I was in. Took me by surprise, it did. Next month, I need prepare by once again dosing myself with Alleve and Advil a day or 2 before … just so I am not caught with my tummy in the shitbox again like yesterday. Nice.
I don’t think they understood, and I thank my lucky stars that it was just volunteering. A paying job might have let me go for that. Wow.
That said, they put it behind, in the past and we moved on. I was there today and that was all that matters. How nice of you to have them wait. Well, not so much nice as showing that I am person of integrity all round. I make a promise, I am going to attempt to keep it. Furthermore, since I promised to help them in the office more, whatever days I have free in the low traffic weeks coming up, I will find one or two days to pop in and relieve them too. It’s nice working there … kind of boosts my self-esteem to work with people who actually like having me around for the skills I possess. People who say it at least once a day “Wow. I wish I could have you here all the time. You just saved the day.” That feels DAMNED good. Yes. It does.
So back to the cold, I parked equidistant between our PX and commissary (department store and grocery store on post) and walked to the 2 places. I think people must have thought me to be mad …. the wind was blowing nicely making my ears feel like they were going to drop off again. But lemme tell you, that I find it FAR more annoying to park one place and walk in for 2 items, and then drive less than a mile and park again to walk in for 2 more items. So, I got out of the truck (oh yes, I had to take the truck today), pulled my hood up over my head and hunched over, hands in pockets and headed in the general direction of the store door.
But it’s gotten a little ridiculous when I get home and I have to adjust the furnace up by 5 degrees, put on socks AND my warm shoes AND 2 sweaters. Just a little ridiculous. I think this damned furnace has issues, but I can’t get in touch with maintenance … so, bundle up, turn it up and drink more tea. *raises cup for toast*
I took Nala to get her stitches out today too – since tomorrow I will be occupied, I figured today wouldn’t be too soon. Well, they took them out alright, but managed to open up the wound again while doing so. So poor li’l Nala will have to go around the house with that damned Elizabethan collar for a day or 3 more. Po’ tyke. Oh she was MAD at me today for disturbing her sleep and taking her to THAT PLACE again today. Oh you could see it in the car coming back. She was giving me these looks – I swear she was muttering under her breath “Damn witch! Wake me up, take me to this strange place with all these loud mouthed other witches who poked and prodded at my poor belly and after all of that I STILL have this damn lampshade on my head!”
I still have some more studying to do, but I think I am going to give it some more of a break tonite and start in earnest in the office tomorrow morning. I HOPE those machines aren’t retarded and I can use them without wanting to smash them through the walls.
One thing I need to remember is that life is a LOT slower here than in Kingston. I don’t need to be operating at blurr-speed here at all. And it’s better to slow down and take my time and wow them, than to operate like a whirly-gig, risk looking like a fool for overlooking something and making mistakes. I find if I slow down, the perfectionist in me can be satisfied without having to go back over my work and re-do it. I more often than not get it right the first time.
So anyway, I am excited about tomorrow. I can’t WAIT for it to get here. I’ve armed myself with a calculator and a new mechanical pencil. Oooh, I am going to have SO much fun. Be assured there WILL be a blog post tomorrow. So, see you then.