1. Despite working at banks for 8 years and never losing a badge, I have lost 2 in 7 months at my job at the shoe joint. Somehow walking from the front door the 100 yards to the toaster, my car, I lost it. It fell into some badge eating vortex...
2. My team was very gracious and gave me a weekend at a bed and breakfast with my wife for Christmas. Yeah, f-cking aye, that's a great gift. I clearly remember placing the envelope in my courier bag to head home, sure enough I get home, and can't find the bastard thing anywhere... Hey thanks for the gift, you guys rule, I just lost it!
3. Had my monthly evaluation at PT. I heard the words I have been dreading. "Well, you are doing much better across the board, but still you have some basic symptoms that you walked in here with, this may be more than muscular. I would recommend you get a MRI." I thought my heart stopped when I heard that. I almost started to cry. seriously, like a big fat baby, I was gonna ball my eyes out.
4. On a normal day, Diane gets up at 6:15, gets into the shower and gets out at 6:30, then I get up and start to get ready for my day. Well, Diane was off today. So, I set my alarm. It goes off, I get up jump in the shower. Get ready. Had a funeral to go to this morning, so I'm all cleaned up, i.e. I shave my face and comb my hair...I kiss Diane good bye and look at the clock. It's 5:30 in the morning. I screwed up my alarm. So here I am standing in my black suit, totally decked out almost 2 hours before I need to leave for work. F-cking great. Time management at it’s best…
5. PT dude is letting me ride a couple times a week, sure enough it piss rained all day today, and so one of my 2 rides for the week will not happen. This seriously might be the worst development of the week for me...
EPILOGUE
1. Warehouse manager found my badge. Balls busted, but no blood no foul.
2. Wife found gift certificate. We are excited. My team rules.
3. MRI scheduled for Tuesday. Stills sucks but I'll know more soon. I’m scared.
4. f-ck it, I drank a couple extra cups of Joe.
5. Friday's out, old friend in town, gonna get to ride with a nice group Sunday am. (I hope)
Back still hurts, but spirits are good. I get knocked down, but I get up again.
happy Christmas
respect
fatmarc
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