blargh, I ate too much lunch and I'm full and it's sunny and I'm sleepy and I still have so much work to do on my paper!
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
MG, the hospital once lost my mother - she came in as an emergency and it took a while for her to get into their system. They did find her ... a mixed blessing.
{{{MG}}} You have the right to freak out. Kick their asses until you get some answers.
Cripes, MG, how does that happen??
I gave up waiting for someone to pick up the phone, and finally managed to get transferred to the nurse's voicemail. This would be why I'm never going back to that office.
She was supposed to have surgery Tuesday - a procedure that should take from 30-60 minutes. The surgeon got backed up and it was cancelled.
She went in yesterday evening and was supposed to be scheduled for 8pm. Yeah, 8pm.
Then DH got a call around 10pm that the surgery didn't happen, but they were going to keep her and do it this morning.
Well, I have been trying to reach her all morning to no avail. I spoke with the nurses station who told me that she was not in the room that admitting said she was supposed to be in. That they never had a patient in that room.
Gah!!!! I've called her cell. I've called her doctor's office...no luck so far...
Ok, I'm so undermotivated about work I don't even want to go cash my paycheck.
I had brownies for breakfast, and I am overdue for foraging for lunch in a time frame that actually features me getting to work on time.
ETA: Yes, MG, being freaked is a rational reaction. And at the same time, I'm sure your mom is fine. Possibly bored out of her gourd and wondering where the heck YOU are, but fine.
It's snowing here now. Teeny tiny flakes.
Ok, I just decided, lunch is going to be cheese and pumpernickle bread (Daniel bought me some yesterday, isn't he thoughtful!). Possibly some carrots and dip, too.
Maidengurl, freak out. Scream. After all, this is your mother.
t waves meekly
That'll teach me for thinking "food poisoning" was an over-exaggeration.
Blech.