Free fruit? That's v. cool.
Only 4 more days at this job! Yikes! Then, I become Student Teacher. More Yikes!
I am done with Christmas shopping! I've been having a hard time coming up with something for my dad (in a nursing home, can't read, etc.) and finally figured a Chicago Bears sweatshirt would be great. He loves sweatshirts and football. He gets cold easily. While the Cowboys are his fav. pro team, the Bears would remind him of me, whom he loves.
I went to the Sports Authority and all their sweatshirts are hoodies. Not a good choice for someone who lays down most of the day. I went to some web sites and mostly hoodies. The one I found with plain crew neck would cost more to ship than the price of the sweatshirt.
I finally found one on, of all places, Walmart.com. And, it will get here by Friday. Woot!
On the heels of my happiness over being done with Christmas shopping, can I whine just a bit?
Last month, I had to do some medical tests. First, so far everything is clear and I'm fine. These are somewhat regular tests I have to do for my thyroid stuff to make sure the cancer hasn't come back. For these tests, I have to go severely hypothyroid. To do that, I can either go off my meds for about 8 weeks and feel like crap for that long, or I can take 2 shots that force me hypo really fast and I only feel like crap for about a week. Guess which I choose?
So, last month, I get the shots, do the body scan and get some bloodwork done. The scan comes back clean. Yay! The bloodwork is lost. The lab lost my blood and never tested it. This happened last time I had these tests, but my doc said just to skip the blood test that time and we'd catch it next time. So, very important to get the blood done this time.
My doc yells at the lab for losing my blood. Her nurse yells. Her nurse manager yells. The head of the nurses at the hospital yells. Blood still lost and nothing they can do but yell.
SO, guess what I'm having to redo? I don't have to redo the scan, just the bloodwork. I had my shots Mon & today and I feel like crap. I go in Friday for the blood draw.
I am TIRED. Beyond tired. And achy and can't concentrate and all that crap. And it's the lab's fault. Poopyheads.
Sorry for the whine. I'm just so freaking tired I can't stand it. And, the overemotionality is starting to kick in which is another lovely symptom of severe hypo. Blech.
The lost your blood! You have to get stuck with another needle when you feel craptastic. That's not whining--that's a justifiable complaint. I HATE screwups like that because you're the one that pays for it.
That sounds completely shitty, ChiKat. I'm sorry. You should (when you feel a bit better) write a letter to the lab, and cc various people--not an angry one, but more a "look into what it takes to make these mistakes less often, because it can make a bigger difference in someone's life than just "oh, gotta stop in and let them draw more blood"" and ask what steps they're going to put in place to try to cut down on errors like that. ESPECIALLY if it happened last year too, good lord!
{{{ChiKat}}} That is definitely a justifiable whine. No apologies necessary.
How dreadful, ChiKat. You should write a letter about it and cc the known world. If they're losing blood willy-nilly, who knows what other mistakes they have made.
I am distributing cookies among some local friends and clients.
Disposable Plastic Containers: A Haiku
I have containers
I have tops. Are they matching?
Of course, they are not.
Haiku Hee!
Oh Dear, ChiKat. That is just too much. That is terribly irresponsible of them.
Also, yay Hec for having a lovely temp office. Well done.
Disposable Plastic Containers: A Haiku
I have containers
I have tops. Are they matching?
Of course, they are not.
I'm printing that in big letters and taping to the door of our cupboard that's overflowing with plastic containers.
Hey, Seany, you still around?
