Thursday, September 5, 2013

Haven't been out driving much..........

So I figured I'd write about something else for as long as I feel like! I mean, hey, it's my blog, right!?!

I try not to be obnoxious, I'm actually a very nice person who's been shit on....a lot.  I've been known to be too nice and now that I'm over 50, I don't feel the need to be too nice anymore. If I don't like you, or something you've done then I just ignore you or cut you out of my life. I have to live my life for me and my husband, and nobody else. Would I love to have more close friends, of course, who wouldn't. But I don't think I've been given what I give.......KWIM?? I give 1000%, very few of my friends have ever done that for me. There's lots of excuses, but I think it's just that when I'm giving, I give, there is nothing in my way to stop me, I'm just that way. But that has never been reciprocated to me. I've had a lot of good friends that will give me 80%, but nobody, except my husband has given me 100%, well and maybe my mom.

My mom. She was the sweetest most loving person ever in the world. She died in 2007 from Renal Cell Carcinoma, kidney cancer. She also had fibromyalgia, and  honestly, not sure what else, I can't remember. She would give you the shirt off her back, which is something that I was lucky enough to witness my entire life. I can remember at the age of 5 or 6, her buying a neighbors kids school clothes because the father was more interested in buy another gun rather than his kids school clothes. But I digress. She was loving and went through so much.

She gave birth 5 years in a row but one was stillborn between my oldest sister and my brother. Her and my father were married in 1956, had my sister in '57, stillborn '58, brother '59, middle sister '60 and me, '61. Yep, 5 in 5 years. It seems like every time one of us was 6 months old she got pregnant again because the last 3 of us are all exactly 15 months apart. She had 4 kids under 5 years old at one time. Boy was she strong! She once told me that when she had the stillborn baby that she gave it to the hospital for research, so that maybe it would help others NOT have a stillborn baby. Not sure if it ever helped, but I know my mom felt better for it. Another way she was giving.  I miss her so much, every.single.day.

I have been home for the past 2 years. I was trained as a nurse. My last job was working as a Director of Nursing in an assisted living facility. It was the job from hell.  I worked my ass off at that job while the director sat on her ass and yacked with the marketing director, all.day.long. She had one main job, to bill the customers every month, and that was always late. I did everything else. I was the main nurse, I did all the hiring, firing, training, supervising staff, inservices, anything having to do with the residents medications, and total overall health. I took all the doctor calls, wrote all the orders, ordered all the medications. I did everything!! Oh yeah, and then there were the days that the cook got sick, or the aides didn't have time to do the dishes, I'd run the dishwasher, I'd dish up meals, I'd serve in the dining room. Yep, I did it all!

Well one day we were having a huge party because we'd built a new wing and I worked all day. I was going out to my car to get my dress to change and fell. As I was quickly walking under the Oak tree there was a number of acorns and I stepped on one, my foot went sideways and I went down. My face hit the pavement, I broke my left elbow, my glasses, skinned up my face, skinned up my hands and knees. It took 3 people to help me get up because I couldn't use my left arm to help me. I didn't realize it at the time, but I also forced both my shoulders backwards and strained my back really bad. Once I got up, although the people around me were worried, they let me go as I finished walking to my car, got my dress out, then managed to get into the building, into the bathroom and actually put my dress on! Crazy! I was then forced by the Corporate people that were there for the fete` to go to the ER. Well I did, I drove myself. Both arms weren't working very well and it was HELL trying to turn the wheels to get to the ER, thank goodness it was only about a block away!


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