Trifecta
This is totally the complaining blog lately. Here goes.
Noah popped a fever over the long (here) weekend and since today was the third day with no real symptoms otherwise (bit of a cold-like thing) I took him in. (Another “work” from home day although I started at 4 am, so it darn well was work for a while there.) He is fine; we need to keep an eye on it and bring him back if he gets worse or if the fever doesn’t go away. Not sure what we are going to do tomorrow.
This doesn’t yet count for the trifecta. Here goes:
When I got in my car to take Noah down, it was oddly… disarrayed. The $5 in the glove compartment was on the floor. Then I noticed I had no change (who takes the change, but leaves the $5 bill?) Then I noticed that the glove compartment had been strewn about. So yes, my car was broken into (I guess I hadn’t locked it; I hope it’s not that they got the frequency or whatever). But guess what was in the car that was also gone?
Carl had left his house key and the keys to the other car in there. Which is a point of argument we have had a lot but in this case I had not brought them in. So, he’s out right now getting a new lock for the front door… and if they take the Honda, which they didn’t last night, before we get a new ignition, all power to ‘em. (You have to make a police report to get a new ignition.)
Then, while in the doctor’s office, I coughed. I have whooping cough, also known as the 100 day cough, so not a big deal right? (I gave up on going in for mastitis ’cause it went away by itself. S’posedly.) So she took a “quick” listen which turned into a long listen and now I have a new fun diagnosis to add: Pneumonia. I’ve had pneumonia 9 times in my life, well, now 10. So I should have guessed that a lung thing would lead to it. Although I had thought I might have outgrown it. So now I’m on the major antibiotics.
Get back to the house and get back on work email to find that my company has retrenched to the tune of 10 per cent of jobs, and 5 unpaid days off for the rest of us. I managed not to get laid off, but man… I don’t know. I feel quite vulnerable. And you know, if it happens, it happens. I guess I could get well, then. Had a candid discussion with my boss that things are not going as well as I would like, so put my head on the block that way.
So that was the day. No glass of wine either due to antibiotics and illness.
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Oh no.
Hopefully there will be a fun trifecta soon? When spring comes, maybe?
Sigh.