Happy Friday all! I am in a better mood than what I have been lately. What�s with all the negativity? Not sure, but I believe I may be absorbing it from people around me. I have to put a stop to that.
I had to leave work before noon yesterday because my baby sister Renee was feeling labor pains.
I rushed home and got her, and almost got in a few accidents on the way to St. Anthony�s because people are stupid enough to drive and talk on cell phones. Hello morons. Wake up.
Folks say I should�ve taken her to Children�s Hospital, but lord, that�s far. I don�t want to get lost with someone in labor. We might get car-jacked too at a stoplight. It can happen!
When we get to the hospital, there are no parking spaces in emergency. I get lost in the loop de loop on hospital grounds, but I finally get back the emergency parking. I�m cursing a red streak and she�s laughing. Finally, after the sixth lap, somebody leaves. Yay! We have a space.
I slowly walk her in the sliding doors and we tell the nice old lady at check-in that we think she�s in labor. Renee�s not too keen on it but she�s got to sit in a wheelchair. She says, �Mah legs ain�t broke. I cain walk!� in her southern drawl. I tell her it�s for the hospital�s protection. I�m starting to think Renee is uncomfortable with any sort of pampering because she gets gripey when you try to do anything for her.
This really hot male (who shaves his head, Meow!) nurse pushes her wheelchair to the elevator. Renee is tense so I try to lighten things up. I tell the nurse �I�m looking for a baby daddy!� He says, �Really?� I nod, raising my left eyebrow and smiling. Renee starts cracking up. She says, �I can�t believe you propositioned the orderly!� I smile.
The room they put her in is nice and cool, and also dull. No TV, no magazines. Eventually this nice Indian girl named Ruby comes in and says hi and talks with Renee about the baby. That�s when I notice it takes Renee a while to look anybody in the eye. It seems disrespectful but it�s probably that she�s a little shy. Ruby didn�t seem to be affected by it.
Anyway, we spent a good five boring hours at the hospital. I got so bored that I tried to squirt that ultrasound gel on her. But the crabby nurse caught me holding it over her head and heard her saying �No sissy, I don�t want none of that crap in my hair� (but she had got me earlier) and I was embarrassed. What grown people act like such kids? Meekly, I walked back over to my chair.
Because the chair was hurting my back, I also tried to sit in the wheelchair, but it was stuck in the skinny position and my butt got stuck. Every time I�d try to get up the wheelchair would rise up with me. My sister laughed so hard she almost peed on herself. Sigh.
I got to see the baby on the sonogram. He�s so cute. I told Renee, �You can�t even see his horns!� and she smacks me. We know for certain it�s a boy, and Renee is amazed that his little wang is so big for a baby. I crack up telling her, �Now we KNOW it�s not Tommy�s since he�s hung like a hamster�. Tommy insists that even though he�s nearing 30 his stuff is still growing. Yeah, that�s likely.
The nurse in labor and delivery mentioned she had seen my interview. She was very reluctant to talk about it, but told us she�d pray for us.
We took the kids to Denny�s at the last minute (we hadn�t planned to) because they were �hun-gy� and we were so whipped we didn�t feel like cooking. Then we went to Wal-Mart to grab a few things. That was pure torture. �Wal-Mart, where you�re guaranteed to wait 1 hour in line�.
I was exhausted last night. I slept very well, but again this morning I have two bright red squares on my forehead from my mask. They actually feel like bruises, they hurt. I can�t seem to adjust the mask where it�s snug but not tight.
I�m sad to be seeing my sister go home tonight, but I�m glad the baby is going to be born somewhere around his due date. I hope she can handle it. Renee doesn't have much patience, you know. I hope things get better for her, but I also hope she understands she has a role in whether that happens. Things happen for you when you are positive they will. You have to have gratitude for the present and faith in the future. It�s got me here.
9:26 a.m. - 2003-07-11
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