So boss lady was supposed to meet me at my location to do some training this morning. On her way, she calls me to tell me that there has been a medical emergency at one of the other houses and she's going to be late. So of course I understand, and say, "I hope whoever is on the mend soon."
"That's the thing. They didn't make it. And the house coordinator here has known that person for thirty years. I'm staying to comfort her."
Later on, after bosslady came for a whirlwind half hour, she got a phone call during the course of which her jaw drops. Her responses to whomever is on the other end were fairly non-commital, and because of confidentiality rules, there are some things that I am not entitled to know so I do not ask. However, I remembered that some aspects of confidentiality rules evaporate after a person's death, so I was just working up the nerve to ask the name of the person (I have met the people who live at that house at various events, so I was curious), when bosslady gets off the phone and says, "They got a pulse. There is no way of knowing yet if it will last, but they managed to resuscitate the person."
My jaw drops.
And I say, "And just when I was about to ask who it was. Good thing I didn't before."
IKR? After that, spending an hour on the phone with our IT department getting my new computer set up and online didn't faze me.
Holy Moses, Andi!
WRT Anne of Green Gables, I wish someone would do a good adaptation of The Five Little Peppers, or possibly The Boxcar Children. I loved them so much, and there are interesting boys and girls. pBS seems to have a Pollyanna adaptation, too.
Wow, Andi!
I totally blew off Thanksgiving yesterday in favor of reading. As it was just me and the cats, I don't think anyone was upset by that. I did make a very tasty ginger, carrot and sweet potato soup today though.
Wow, I thought watching Lilo & Stitch for some light Friday evening entertainment was a good idea. I forgot about Hubby singing along to Hawaiian Roller Coaster Ride and the whole "This is my family" thing. It's a good thing I don't own "Up." Damned animated kids movies.
My flight home transferred through Oakland today, and I realized I probably haven't been to the Bay Area since the early 80s (and I don't remember much from that trip, unsurprisingly.)
And I'm fighting a cold, I think.
Yeah, that would be a shredder, Connie.
sarameg, are you getting hit with cold after cold this year, or am I getting mixed up?
sarameg, I hope you didn't pick up my cold as you swung through Oakland!
I fought off my cold long enough to go see Vienna Teng do a short set as a fundraiser for climate change, and that was great, and now I'm miserable and sick again.
Doing the math of how much acetaminophen I'm allowed to take as part of these multi-medicine pills gets more complicated the longer I'm sick...