Since I have spent the past couple of days in a classroom filled with graduate students and PhDs, I have encountered just a few pieces of new information. A lot of it is quite, um, boring and nothing I would reiterate in this forum. I would like for my readers to return. I will narrow down my focus to a few interesting facts.
Today has been a LONG day. I was up at 7:30 for an Ink Slingers meeting. After the meeting, I ran home, packed, cleaned the bedroom, picked up a prescription, and drove four hours to Denton, TX. I have to meet for three days for one of my grad school classes. I am exhausted and have to be up at the butt crack of dawn tomorrow morning (this morning) for my first class.
Here’s what I learned today:
1. Comfort Inn and Comfort Suites are not the same thing, but the information operator can’t differentiate. Imagine my surprise when I called the operator, she connected me to my hotel, I got directions, parked, grabbed a couple of bags, waited for ten minutes in the lobby with three screaming kids running rampant (not my kids…), handed the receptionist my rewards card, and then she handed it back to me (shaking her head) and told me I did not have a reservation. She told me I was staying at the Comfort Suites. When I asked where it was she said, “You will have to call them and ask them as I am very busy.” There was nobody else behind me in line. Thirty minutes later I found my hotel. Grr…
2. Even though a hotel claims it is “non-smoking”, if some of the rooms have been smoked in within the last 20 years, then they still reek. My room smells like the bottom of an ashtray. But it’s non-smoking, so I guess that makes it all better.
3. Hotel rooms are either bordering on Arctic temperatures or are reminiscent of the fiery pits of Dante’s Inferno. There is no in-between, Spring-like temperature. It’s winter in Russia in my room right now. I prefer that to a summer in Phoenix. Just sayin’.
Today was a roller coaster for me…
1. I learned that loving people is hard. Sometimes you have to step back and look at things from the outside because being on the inside puts you too close to things. Take a picture, for instance, if you hold it right next to your face, the picture has no dimension, all the lines are blurred together in a soup of randomness that has no meaning. As you start to pull the picture away from your face, lines start to form, creating distinct images that allow you to see the whole picture. Relationships need this “hold the picture away from your face” period sometimes…just to help you see your image in it more clearly.
2. If one doesn’t set the brakes on a pup (a mobile storage unit) that is full of product, then the pup will roll in the parking lot and hit a parked car. Yes, this happened today. Thank goodness we are not liable for the damage to the vehicle. Thank goodness nobody was in the vehicle.
3. In my lifetime, I will shed over 40 pounds of skin. Seriously…that’s just gross. Why can’t I shed it all now and then I would be at my goal weight? Just sayin’. That might be a big mess, though.
Yes, I know…I haven’t been here in a couple of weeks. I bet you are thinking that it’s because I haven’t learned anything. Well, you are only partially right. I learned a few things in the past couple of weeks. The problem is that I have been sick. Really sick. I woke up last Tuesday and felt like a school bus had run over me. Ok…maybe one of those smaller buses, but a bus nonetheless. Off to the doctor I went in my groggy state and waited three minutes (yes, THREE) in the “room” with other sick people until the nurse called me to the back. I think the color of my face (or lack thereof) and the charcoal briquets under my eyes made the receptionist feel sorry for me. The nurse ushered me to the scale. Ugh. I hate scales. Especially when I am sick. But hey, I lost two more pounds. Go me.
Then I sat in the next “room” where the nurse checked my temperature and blood pressure (both good) and then asked me about my “condition”. I actually saw her write “school bus ran over her” on my chart. I couldn’t imagine what that might look like to the doctor but I didn’t say a word. Quite honestly it was hard for me to talk. She left, so I kicked back on the examination table, thinking the doctor would be at least ten minutes, and the second my head hit the pillow, he knocked on the door. He listened to my chest, checked my ears and nose, then told me I needed an x-ray. Ugh.
I walked to the radiation room and had to remove my bra and maneuver my body into contortionist shapes for the photos. Not my best hair day, either.
I napped for about ten minutes then the doctor told me I had bronchitis/borderline pneumonia.
“If you had waited one more day, young lady, you would have been in the hospital.”
All I heard was “young lady”…I’m not that young. He wrote me a book of prescriptions, getting carpal tunnel in the process I am sure, and told me to take off the rest of the week. No problem. Work shmork. I needed a bed.
I got my prescriptions filled, went home, ate some soup, took my meds, and slept for about six days. I watched a lot of Food Network, too.
I came back to work this week and have been crawling through the days, inching my way to 5:00 one minute at a time. I still feel pretty lousy but not like I have been hit by a bus…more like a lawnmower at this point.
I vow to begin my “Things I Learned” again today. Unless I actually do get hit by a bus…
1. A theater teacher I knew was murdered by one of his students. Details surrounding the murder are still unclear since some claim they had an inappropriate relationship and others say the boy just wanted to steal from him. Either way, it is tragic and I can’t believe it happened.