Well, my daughter was planning to be here on Thursday but things came up and she told me on Wednesday morning that she wouldn't be able to come until Saturday. She called me at six o'clock this morning to tell me that she had been up all night and still hadn't been to sleep because of something that happened yesterday. One of her co-workers was found dead in his apartment. She said he had been sick with a kidney stone and had even gone to the emergency room the night before and was released to go home. She said that a few nights before he had been sweating profusely and had a very swollen puffy face and she had thought he didn't look well. When he didn't show up to work yesterday, another co-worker and their boss went to his apartment and he was found in his bed, dead. She said everyone was in shock and having a hard time. She asked me if someone could really die from a kidney stone. She said he was in his 30's and was such a sweet natured guy.
Yesterday I went to the hospital and had a mammogram. I was supposed to have had it done last October but had cancelled it. The last time I had one done was in 2000. The mammogram tech tsk-tsked me for not having one sooner. I am always so nervous about stuff like that for the stupidest reason. Modesty. Embarrassment. I am glad I got it over with. It wasn't so bad after all.
If you haven't seen it on the tv news, go check out this story and watch the video. It is about some Tibetan monks who worked for two days making a sand art mandala in a shopping mall in Missouri. A woman and her toddler walked by it. The mother didn't have a hold on the little boy and he walked over to the sand art on the floor and proceeded to stomp all over it. That's life. You can't cry over spilled milk...or um sand!
Mom and I watched the movie Notes on a Scandal a few nights ago. It was a very good movie. Judi Dench was fantastic in it.
My grandmother's 89th birthday was on Wednesday. My favorite aunt's 70th birthday was on Thursday. Hard to believe.
This week has flown by. I am already dreading going back to work. I will be okay once I am back to work but the days leading up to Monday are going by way too fast!
3 comments:
If that child had been mine, I would have died from embarrassment! Those monks were more forgiving than I would have been!
(And then people wonder why Americans have an awful reputation around the world!)
Hope that woman keeps a hold of her kid in the future.
I read the book "Notes on a Scandal" and am looking forward to the movie.
That's so sad about your daughter's co-worker. I can't believe the ER released him, it sounds like the stones blocked his kidneys from working properly. Then again, several years ago I went to the ER with terrible back pain and they said it wasn't kidney stones because there was no blood in my urine, and sent me home. I passed a stone a day or two later, I wanted to find it in the toilet and take it back to the ER and say "SEE???".
I'm so sorry about your daughter's friend. That's terrible. I know you're disappointed about her not being able to come, too...
the child? omg... what was that mother thinking? I would have died from embarassment.
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