Sunday, May 18, 2008

Sunday This and That

I think my keyboard is having a nervous breakdown. It's doing all sorts of weird stuff, skipping spaces, substituting letters... just weird stuff. Do you hear the theme from Outer Limits?

Couldn't resist that picture--that's pretty much what the cat and I looked like this last week. It's amazing how much you feel like you missed when you're sick. I suspect that I didn't miss nearly as much as I thought I did. And I feel surprisingly guilt free.

Back in my working days I had a kidney stone attack on the weekend. So by Saturday evening I was in the hospital. The house hunk called in to my job to let them know I would not be at work. On Tuesday, looking and feeling like something that had been kept in a dumpster for a couple of weeks, I looked up to see (much to my appalled horror!) the director and asst. director of my department. Ack!

They each had one of those yellow pads clutched in their hand. And what was on the pads, you ask? Questions. Millions of questions that I apparently had the answers to. Now if I had been at that job a long time, I would say, okay--she knows where all the bodies are buried. But I had only worked there three months.

Anyway, they asked questions and I gave answers and directions and instructions while they took reams of notes. Goodness only knows what I told them as I was higher than a kite on morphine while I waited for an operating room. The next day they took me into the OR and put me out of my misery.

Looking back on it, I wonder what the heck was I thinking? No one is irreplaceable. What would they have done if I had been in a coma? I've learned a lot since then. And one of the things I've learned is that it's okay to be sick once in a while. It's okay to sleep or drag around wallowing in my misery. So I took time off and actually feel pretty good now except for a flaming case of laryngitis. I seldom talk so that's okay, too. It doesn't affect my typing fingers.

Anyway, since I spent the week under the weather, there really isn't a lot to talk about. I have no new news. I didn't go anywhere. I didn't open the blinds. I didn't even read all my e-mail. And nothing bad happened. The world did not stop turning. Life as we know it didn't cease. Amazing.

I may take another week off sometime. Until tomorrow...


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Blessings on your day!


  1. I think that's half your problem missy. You need to take a week off here and there - you're doing too much. You need to stop and smell the chocolate.

  2. They came to your hospital room with questions? I would have given totally bizarre answers just on principle. But then I'm the one who refused to call in during a vacation when I was out of the country.

    Glad you're feeling better.

  3. Glad you are recovering. I've missed my Anny "chat"s online.

  4. Been there, Anny. I used to be my ex-boss' right hand. He'd panic when I took vacations. I had to write down everything I did and exactly how I did it. I even had an index for all my files and his with explanations of what was in each. I think I got through 24 hours before the first phone call. And if I was sick he took it personally. I was told once that being sick was "poor time management."