Posts Tagged ‘pansy ass’

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It snowed. We all know that. The Blizzard of 2010 came into my area with a vengeance and it was a crazy 24 hours. We sent the boys to their grandparents house on Friday afternoon before the snow started and they stayed through Sunday. It was nice to have some time alone, but I missed the hell out of my baby men. I didn’t so much miss the Cheerios mashed into my carpet…but ya know,what are you gonna do?

Jim’s job made the smart decision to close on Saturday (YAY!), however I am not so lucky. The hospital has to run, so into work I went. I worked the 3pm to 11pm shift on Saturday and this is what it looked like not long before I went to work.

Uh huh. This was the view from the floor of my foyer.

Did I mention I don’t like to drive in the snow?

Now we have 12-18 more inches on it’s way tonight into tomorrow.

Hold me.

Over at Girl Talk Thursdaythis week they are talking about things they are too scared to do. My list of things that makes me a pansy ass is, well, on the large side. Extra large. With a side of Xanax.

Ahem.

Go on a cruise. I don’t know if I just saw Titanic too many times or what, but the idea of being on a ship with no land in sight just does not excite me. I grew up on the beach in southern New Jersey( NO, not THAT Jersey Shore) and I have no beef with water. Just the big ass boat in the middle of all that water…with no way for me to swim to shore. And sharks. And going nuts from dehydration and drinking the salt water and being sunburned when we get shipwrecked…you get the idea.

Any type of public speaking.  My tum tum hurts just thinking about it. *shudder* I am painfully shy, though if you know me from twitter you may not believe it. This even went as far to bother me when I was a server, I never wanted to take big tables because I didn’t want to have to talk to them. Gah. Me is a wuss for sure.

Have another baby. Because you know…there are only two options here. I will either have a girl…which is scary enough on it’s own. Or I will have a boy, and then I will have THREE boys, which is scary scary shit in my world.

Be near or on a crane. I don’t know what it is, but I have a serious phobia of those hulking machines. Every day on my drive to work as I come over a hill I can see the town I work in. The town they are rebuilding the center of. The town that has not one, not two, not three but FOUR HUGE cranes that laugh in my direction every day. The hair on the back of my neck stands up the second I see them on the horizon. I’m going to stop talking about this now. EEK.

Open the cup I found under the couch. Yep, nope. Not going to happen. Ever.

All day Friday there was a buzz around the hospital.

Snow. There is snow coming.

While I love my job, working in health care has it downsides. One being that NO MATTER WHAT…we are open. So when the Weather Channel is calling for 8-14 mother loving inches, peeps get worried yo. I have heard in years past of people getting stuck there…not being able to get home. I have heard of the hospital sending out ambulances to pick up employees and bring them to work. People were stressed out about it, rightfully so.

Me? I was off this weekend. Neener Neener Mr. Snowstorm.

However, had I been working I would have been pissing my pant. Me no drivey in da snow.

We woke up early on Saturday morning to a couple inches…maybe 3. It was starting to really cover, and you could barely see the grass sticking through. The snow was coming down steadily and I couldn’t believe it was supposed to keep coming until the next morning. No way, they were wrong…they always are, right? RIGHT? BUELLER?

The boys and I hunkered down to be snowed it. Jim had to work, but we hoped he would get out early(which he did, at about 8pm instead of 11pm). The boys love our slider and spent a good part of the day staring outside. Chase got a little worried after a while, because the “snow ate my slide”

Um, yeah. That’s a LOT of snow. Jimmy was wound up all day, and ran around like the small tornado he is.

I spent my fair share of time looking out the door watching the snow. I haven’t seen this amount since the Blizzard of ‘96 which dumped almost 2 feet of snow and ice on my hometown in Southern New Jersey. As I watched,I caught a flash of color.

See her? That’s a robin who lives in the tress behind us. She was so beautiful against the stark whiteness of the snow.

Sunday came, along with cleaning off cars and playing in the snow for Chase. He helped Daddy…

Is it summer yet?

I went for my physical yesterday. Oh boy.

I signed in, took a seat in the waiting room and pulled out my book. I only got a few pages into it before I was called back. I got taken into a room that had one of those chairs that is only meant for one thing. Getting blood drawn.

Sigh

Oh well. I knew that was going to have to happen, since I don’t have hard copies of my immunization records. They will need to run my blood to see what I am immune to, and then vaccinate from there. I thought at that point maybe I was off the hook for shots, at least until I got they got my blood work done.

I was very very wrong. She very cheerfully informed me that along with the blood draw I would be getting a Tetanus shot(also with Pertussis), a TB test and a Hepatitis B vaccine. I would also need to come back in ten days for the second part of the TB test.

That’s FOUR needles right then, another needle in ten days, plus two flu shots this fall. Holy Shit. This was not going to end well.

I told the nurse, with panic in my voice that I don’t do well with needles. I can give shots, I can watch shots…I can’t get shots. She told me if I wanted the job, I was getting the shots.

Crap. Good point.

She was fast: one shot in each arm, a blood draw in the left and the TB in the right. As she was finishing up she was turning back to tell me what a great job I had done. I chose that moment to pass out.

Yep. I passed out. Fainted. Lost consciousness.

Ya’ll can point and laugh now, I’ll understand. I’m a pansy ass. I didn’t even get a lollipop. What the hell?