OUT OUT OUT

[kyburg]

I spent the day yesterday sleeping. After I spent the entire night awake in the ER at Torrance Memorial with Jim and his tweaked neck. No, I don't try to manage higher functions with NO sleep. Some sleep, yeah. No sleep, not a chance.

We got home about 4:00 AM, and I tucked in for about five hours, when I then got up and got prescriptions filled. And made an appointment for an ortho consult. This is for the birds. Jim's been dealing with neck-related pain (and I'm now beginning to wonder about all those "migraines") for weeks now. Someone who knows more than I do gets a go at this.

OTOH, he was written for enough stuff to put down an elephant, and he happily slept all day yesterday too. I'm going home for lunch and expect to find Sleeping Jim (accept no substitutes) on the couch.

In the meantime, if it needs to be done? It's my job. Name it.

I need to be cloned.

*starts ticking off tasks on fingers and runs out of fingers*

It's not helping much that Every Stinking Thing I have to do today is requiring me to repeat the request, redial the number when I'm dropped, redo the task because it wasn't done right by the person who did it previous to me, etc.

Cranky don't half describe it.

Comments

[yeoww.livejournal.com]

I was just ranting to my kids, when my cell phone went off for the umpteenth time and I chose not to answer it because the caller is someone who usually wants something, that I want to be the need-y instead of the need-or. Just for one day. Maybe on my birthday?

[kyburg.livejournal.com]

Unless it's urgent, and you know you're expecting the call, there's nothing wrong with letting voicemail give you a moment to breathe and collect yourself.

If they don't leave a message, you've got your answer.