Week from Hell

Saturday evening, my partner and I got lost on the way to a call. Well, not lost per say, but the dispatcher kept giving us conflicting directions every 15 seconds and it got us totally confused on an already hard to find address, and had a 16 minute response time (we're supposed to have under 8 minutes). Long story short, we got suspended. In my opinion, it was not a suspendable offense. I also found out that the company is under investigation by the state for creation of hostile work environment issues... or something like that. Great start to the week.

Monday, my day of suspension, I woke up and was so depressed I couldn't get out of bed. I peeeeeled myself up only to find that I had a thick black sludge bubbling up from my kitchen and downstairs bathroom sink. I had to have a plumber come out immediately to fix it... $600 later.... I tried to perk things up and went out for dinner with my friend Shayna - a bunch of other people came too, and for the most part it was really fun... Until I went to the bathroom and left my phone on the table. They picked it up, and saw that I was talking to Andy... and started sending him a whole slew of NASTY texts - basically funneling all of my anger at him that they had heard, and all of their anger at him for treating me the way he did. He responded in a harsh, controlling and demeaning manner... which then made me respond like a frightened abuse victim, becoming worried that he wouldn't like me anymore, and that I wouldn't have a friend to turn to when nobody else was available... It had me continuously trying to pull myself out of a rut the rest of the evening.

Monday middle of the night... food poisoning from dinner. Shayna got it too - we split all our food. Crap. Then... My upstairs toilets wouldn't flush all the way and I had puke stuck in it. Wonderful. After pouring hot water and some enzyme cleaner in... it flushed for the most part. My brother is coming over tonight with a snake to teach me how to do it... gonna do ALL the upstairs drains.

Wednesday: a perk of light... I officially accepted my new job @ Excelsior Youth Center.

Last night I got a panicked and hysterical phone call from my mother. She sobbed, we've been in an accident, I think he's dead... I have to go. And then hung up. I was PANICKED assuming it was my dad that was dead. Luckily, I got a hold of my sister, who had been with them. Apparently Mom, Dad and Caitlin had been out for dinner, and on their way back to the house, they were hit by a bicyclist going probably around 40 mph. He was not wearing a helmet. The car is pretty messed up for a bike hitting it, and he was unconsious, and bleeding profusely. He's not dead. Apparently he has several fractures, a laceration on his head, and a subdural hematoma. But not dead. Not my parents fault either. He hit on the back driver side passenger door. But my mom's initial phone call scared the shit out of me, and I wasn't able to fall asleep for several hours.

I have to go back to work tomorrow.... lets hope for a better week.