Monday, December 1, 2008

On jobs and burns

1. So after much deliberation and a small breakout of hives, I decided to turn down the job at the hospital. Once I actually put pen to paper I decided it would be stupid to take that much of a pay cut. I've got bills and shit. And I like to get my hair done, so I guess staying in hell a little while longer is a small price to pay. Plus BD said if I stay at my job he will get me a housekeeper. Score.

2. I'm fucking psychic and it's starting to freak me out. Last week I dreamt every night of people dying and being at funerals. I told bff this past weekend about it and to not be surprised if someone we knows dies. When I came into work this morning there was an email that a co-worker of ours husband died the night after Thanksgiving. He was only 54 and died in his sleep. Freaky. The night my dad died I had a dream that my grandparents were on a plane and they were both sobbing, but I couldn't figure out why. A few hours later I got the call that my dad had died while they were all on vacation together. Ever since then it has freaked me the fuck out when I dream of people dying.

3. I figured out I can't get cell phone reception when I sit on the right side of my couch. The left side is fine. Seriously.

4. Last night BD and BB were playing in the living room while I was in the kitchen. BB is running around like a crazy person because they were eating ice cream. I hear screaming. BB tripped over the dog and fell into our fireplace. He got second degree burns on his arm. It was horrible. Everything I had learned about being a nurse dissappeared and I flew into frantic mom mode. Some of his skin was burned to the glass and BD had to clean it off :( We took him to the ER and got some burn cream and got him bandaged up. He was a trooper. This pic was taken with my cell phone so it's a shitty picture, but you get the point....

On the way to the pedi this morning for his follow up visit:
BB - "Mommy, when we get there are they going to shock me?"
SPM - "Shock you? Whose been shocking you?"
BB - "Every time I go they shocks me in the arm!"
SPM - "Do you mean shot?"
BB - "YES!"
SPM - "No baby, no one is going to give you a shot."
BB to the pediatrician - "Dr. E, my mommy said I don't need a shot today, okay?"
**cue hysterical laughter from the staff**


calicobebop said...

Oh my goodness! You have been through the wringer lately! I hope your little boy is feeling better - burns SUCK!

Sorry you have to stay in "hell" a little longer - something better will come along! I'll keep my fingers crossed for you!

Matter Of Fact Mommy said...

i'm sorry that you have to stay in hell for any longer than you want to. it sucks that it's necessary, but i totally, completely understand. i work to pay for the kid's daycare. heh.

re: the burn picture? is your son a muppet, because the picture on my end looks like it could be of a turquoise arm???

i'm sorry for the freak accident. thoughts of random injuries go through my head ALL THE TIME. especially when the 27mo old likes to walk up and down and up and down the wooden stairs with the tile landing... i'm a nervous wreck!