7 posts tagged “work”
These are the things on my mind right now. First off, I'm going insane with a cricket infestation. Ok, it's not really an infestation but when there are a few in the house and you can't find them, you feel like you're going crazy. I know there is one behind the fridge. It keeps chirping all day and all night. It's been doing that for 2 days now. I keep wishing it would just die already because I know that can't be much for it to eat back there. And, you know me, I'm a total nature girl at heart and don't wish death upon any little creature! So, yes, it's driving me nuts. And, there's one in the hall somewhere. I almost had him but he got away. So now, I'm sitting here listening to the 2 of them and it's seriously making me go out of my mind.
...about Harper's hemangioma. It's getting bigger and I feel like everyone's staring at it when they meet her. I know it's supposed to go away by the time she goes to school and I know it's not hurting her or anything but I can just *feel* people looking at it. It is actually a relief to be near children because they just go ahead an ask what it is. The adults are the problem. I can see them looking at it but no one wants to ask. In fact only one adult so far has inquired about it. It was great, he just said, "Well, I have to ask about that red mark on her chin, what is that?" It was a welcome change from the staring. Maybe I am just being overly sensitive. I just need to get over it, I know.
Anyway....enough about that. She's sitting here on my lap as I type and laughing. Just little heh heh's but they are def. laughs. She didn't nap well this morning so I am surprised she is being so congenial. Every time I look down at her she smiles at me and my heart melts! She's also vocalizing so much more so we have very interesting conversations as of late.
I had another follow up with my surgeon today. Everything is still looking pretty good but I have some "granulation tissue" that needs to be cauterized every time I go in. Let me tell you, silver nitrate sticks up your vagina to burn tissue aren't the most fun I've ever had. That said, though, I looked up postpartum hemorrhage and hysterectomy stuff online and I could be in MUCH worse shape. Some of the stories are horrific what with infections and whatnot. So, I'll just have to count my blessings as I've had a great recovery. My scar looks really good too so I'm pretty pleased about that.
I'm starting to get a little more stir crazy here. I'm still not 100% comfortable taking Harper out much so our trips to any place other than grandma's are pretty short. It's also really nice and warm here but with all the rain we've had the mosquitoes are deadly. Even in the midday they are rotten so I can't really take her outside much because I don't want her getting bitten up. I think she's too young, too, to put repellent on. Hell, I don't even like putting it on myself!
Not much else is really new here. I finally just got H down for a nap. She didn't nap much this morning so I am hoping for a nice long stretch here. We'll see. I'm awaiting a package from Amazon that I keep hoping will come soon. It's a swing for Harper. We only had a hand me down take along swing so this one is the real deal. I am praying that I will be able to put her in it and then actually attempt to make dinner! We'll see. Also, I am hoping the UPS man makes it because for some reason unbeknownst to me, our road is closed. It ticked me off this morning when I was leaving just in time to make my appointment. I had to take the long way around and wound up late. I hate being late.
Dandy, Karen sent me the nicest card. It's so cute, she must've made it herself too so I'm going to keep it :) I wish she could make it here for a visit this summer but I suppose she is too busy. She said you were selfish and keeping her all to yourself for the month of July ;) Oh well, I don't have a bedroom to put her in now anyway!
Lastly, our "new" chancellor (he was supposed to take the post on July 1) already resigned! Turns out he is under a criminal investigation for something moneywise at his old university. Bwahahahahaha! Typical.
I know I shouldn't have such a potty mouth but there really are times that it is called for. These times lately all seem to be at work. I just want to scream at someone! Why is being pregnant considered open season for whatever remarks a person feels like saying. If I notice a co-worker is packing on the poundage, I'm not supposed to say anything, right? Why, then, is it ok for them to comment on my ever growing self? Just because I'm pregnant? I don't get it. Just don't say anything! Or, say something a little nicer like, "Oh, you're getting close, aren't you!?" In the past week I have had to endure the following three rude comments:
1. "Geez, you look awful!" (heard this one yesterday)
Thanks, asshat. This could be due to the fact that I'm sleeping for crap and I had to work until 8 on Wednesday night then go home, eat something quick, go to bed, and be back at work for an 8am meeting the next day. And, I'm over 7 months pregnant. And, it was so busy in here on Wednesday night that I was up on my feet helping people for much longer than I expected.
2. "You look like you're going to explode!" (heard this on Tuesday)
Yes, and I plan to do it all over your smug little face. In case you hadn't noticed, I'm pregnant! Sorry if it offends you, next time I'll try to suck it in.
3. "What, you were tired of being FAT all alone so you're trying to make us fat too?" (heard this on my way in this morning)
This is the one that really surprised me. I didn't even know how to respond because I was so taken aback. I just kept walking. I thought it would be nice for a Friday morning to stop at Dunkin' Donuts and get a dozen donuts to share with the crew here. No reason, just something nice. So, that's the comment I got from a co-worker when she saw me walking through the reference area to the work area with a box of donuts. No "thank you," no "that was nice of you," no nothing except for the fat comment. I'm sorry people but just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I don't have feelings! It doesn't mean that I still don't have body image issues once in a while. Aren't we all human and women!? WTF!
At first I felt like crying and then I just wanted to beat some ass.
Jerks.
I just walked past the copy machine (on my way back from the bathroom, of course) and sitting on the utility table there was a little note that said, "Luellen has the whole punch." Oh, thank goodness! Now I know she didn't take just part of it and that she didn't split it up and give someone else part of it. She has the WHOLE thing. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA. I wonder if it was the hole punch or some other kind of punch? Hmmmm, perplexing
Ok, I have already done my desk shifts for the week. Done being the operative word in that sentence. So, today I know I don't have much of anything on my agenda and I wear a sweatshirt and jeans to work (which is lovely by the by). Anyway, about 5 minutes ago, a coworker comes up asking me to work her desk shift. She says she has the beginnings of a migraine coming on and can't handle having to do that. I say, whatever! Well, ok, I didn't say that but it's what I thought. Now, I know migraines are serious business BUT this is the same coworker who came up to me today saying she was leaving early because she couldn't handle working another full day this week. So, do you think I believe her about this migraine thing? Yeah, right. Anyway, I told her I couldn't. That a) I wasn't dressed for it and that b) I was going to leave early myself. Somehow, though, I now have to work half her freakin' desk shift for her. And yes, I'm pissed. I'm pissed because I just want to sit here and veg out. I have a lot more hours on desk than she does anyway, and my uterus is stretching, I have a headache, and I'm exhausted. And yet, there I'll be sitting at the desk looking really appropriate in some nasty jeans and a sweatshirt. Someone explain to me why this is my problem? And, how I now HAVE to take at least half of her shift because no one else is available to do it. WTF.
Oh Lordy. I just spent close to 2 hours at a communication workshop our director arranged for us. It was mostly boring and actually too short for the amount of therapy we need here in our department. There is a lot of deep-seated negativity built up over a loooooong period of time that you can't take care of in 2 hours. Anyway, we had to go around the table and list one thing that we would like to improve communication wise. I was on the far end of the table, so I had a while to wait and to observe and listen. People said any number of things....new people need better orientation, we need to value our student workers more, we need to brainstorm, we need to be kept in the loop more, etc etc. Finally it was my turn and I decided to let it all hang out. I said that our biggest problem was not recognizing where it is we've come from and how we were all treated for so long (under our last "director") and how we were taught to behave and, as such, we would never be able to move forward. I said to our interim director that while I appreciated what she was saying that that while I don't want to live in the past, we can't ignore our past and we can't simply "wipe the slate clean" (which is what she is always saying). I said that I didn't think that usually worked out too well....think of how many families have problems and then just try to move on without ever addressing the problem. Does that ever work out well in the end? RARELY. Gack! Anyway, after it was all over, Nick (he works here too) came up to me and said "Good Job." He said that he was trying to get at that same issue but that I just jumped in and let it all hang out. I told him I'm just not very good at subtle and while there are drawbacks to that, it can often work in my favor. Needless to say, I don't know that our interim took what I had to say very well. She piped up with "I've often told people that I'm a different person...." and "I am trying" and "I tell them that they need to come to me" etc. etc. etc. and she's right. She has. However, we've been paid lip service for far too long and are simply willing to take it, eat it, and then, when the director isn't looking, spit it all back out again. *sigh* We'll see where we go from here.
In much better news, my mom is ok!! I took her to the cardiologist on Friday and he made an appointment for her for yesterday to have a cardiac catheterization. That's where they go up through your femoral artery and look all over in your heart. Creepy. Anyway, she had NO blockage on her left said and about 30% on the right. He said she didn't need angioplasty or anything else and that the blockage could somewhat be attributed to age and somewhat to diet. He isn't happy with her cholesterol reading and he will put her on some meds but, other than that, she was free to go. I can't tell you how much better I felt after that. It was a looooooong day yesterday, though. I took her about 10:30 and didn't get home until 7pm. After the procedure she had to stay on her back for 4 hours to make sure the "plug" they put in the artery to stop the bleeding gets a chance to set and doesn't come out. She said that hurt really bad going in so she didn't want it popping out! Now I just have to get through my own stress test tomorrow. Hopefully all will be well with that, too, and we can put this cardiac drama behind us for a while.
The weekend just flew by. Friday I was with my mom at the doc all day, then Saturday we went to a birthday party (a 9yr old). It was at the local "attraction" place. I can't think of what to call it. It's a place where they have an arcade, bumper boats, mini golf, batting cages, go carts....things like that. Brad and I bought 20 bucks worth of tokens and went nuts in the batting cages. I think my nephews were suprised that 1) I'd go in there and 2) I can actually hit the ball! I wound up with a nasty blister on my right thumb, though, from where the bat rests. Ouch. After that we went to some friends house to check out a camper they have for sale and then went to my mother in law's for dinner. We didn't get home until about 11pm. Sunday was church and then out to eat and the over to my mom's house to spend some time with her before her procedure. Of course, we played 1-10! Sunday night I went to a program on osteoporosis. It was actually very interesting. On the way home, I stopped and bought some vitamin D supplements! I'm a big milk drinker so I'm pretty ok with the calcium. Did you know that generally women stop getting regular milk in their diets by the time they are teenagers? Once I started thinking about that, I could totally see it. No women I know drink milk. And many of them actually dislike it. Interesting. Vitamin D is more my downfall as it is hard to get in the diet and I am careful about sun exposure.
Tonight I have to figure something out to cook with morel mushrooms. They are all over the place for the picking around here lately. What a treat they are. I never buy them because they are so expensive but there is a little window of opportunity in May where you can find them out in the woods around here. So, I have a bunch to cook up that Amy gave me. And, I have a TON of rhubarb!! Do you still have a lot frozen????
Our email server was down the other day at work. We get little network messages telling us the status of the server and what is going on. The message below is the message we got once the server was back up. If the type is too small for you to read it says, "Email for staff should be available now please wait 10 minutes before accessing it." Who are they kidding? Who is gong to wait 10 minutes? The message states the server is running. No one is going to wait. I love stuff like this. BTW, I didn't wait. But, I also paid attention to the "man behind the curtain."
