MIA, eh?
Had a very busy and intersting weekend and Monday, but not quite as much as my wife. I talked with Beth on Sunday while I was in San Juan and she was complaining about pain in the her right side, near her abdomen. After consulting with her mother and an aunt about apendicitis she found herself at Urgent Care. About four hours later, she found herself faced with an ambulence ride the the hospital. Her father stepped in and shuttled her to the hospital where she spent another four-plus hours being poked and probed in places you and I would never want it, and after undergoing a CT Scan the doctors were still not sure of the problem. It is now 2am in San Juan where I was instructed to get home ASAP, as Beth could be going in for emergency surgery at any moment. I called screw schedule to be removed from my trip and get emergency travel home. They were happy to remove me from the trip but, "Unless your wife is dying or near death, you're on your own to get home." What? I work for the largest airline in the world and you can't even get me home in an emergency? FUCK YOU!
I spent a very long, and extremely tiring ten hours getting from San Juan to Vegas, via Dallas. I had only slept an hour and a half...I was beat. The doctors released Beth from the hospital about midnight (Vegas time) and told her to see her primary care physician the next day. They had ruled out anything requiring surgery from the lab work and CT Scan, but still weren't sure where the pain was coming from. I arrived in Vegas about 2pm and went to Beth's parent's house where she spent the night. She had a doctor appointment set for 4pm. After receiving a physical exam from our doc, he told her should probably had ruptured or bruised the cartiledge in her ribs. Ow! Something easily done by a strenuous activity or simply leaning too hard on a counter. Her culprit? On Saturday night she had a blow out on the freeway and had to fight getting the jack out of the trunk. The jack is on the right side of trunk and she likely leaned up against the side of it a little too hard for a little too long. As we look at it now, that was one expensive blow out. The tire alone cost 98 bucks to replace, let alone the doctor bills. Beth said she felt a little silly about the whole to do, but the doc said, "You're 25 and healthy. You should come to the hospital when you have en unexplained pain." Today was her first day back to work, but she is still very sore. I, on the other hand, am now home until at least the first.
An interesting bit on the news tonight... A women here in Las Vegas who has several geese and hens living in her yard is mad as hell, and not without reason. The USDA at first told her they were going to come and test her birds for some disease, and then told her they weren't going to test them, rather just kill them. Keep in mind this lady legally has these animals and cares for them properly. She told the USDA they couldn't come back unless they had a court order. Their response, "No problem, we'll be back in a few day." We think the USDA is really here to protect us, but they rarely do and they never protect the animals. They are on PeTA's most wanted list, if you will, as one of the worst offenders for animal, especially farm animal, cruelty.
I am hooked! I must agree, this whole reality tv thing is WAY far fetched! Let's really get real, how many of the shows have anything to do with reality? I know that is now one of the age old questions. But, I can't help but get sucked into one of them, and that's "American Idol 2". I watched last season from about where the top ten were chosen. This season, I am watching it from the beginning. I guess my appeal is this: I have been an actor in the past on stage, and always wanted to do more with my voice. I wish now, looking back, that I didn't learn to play the trumpet, or the tuba, or the drums and had gone to music instead of band. But I didn't know then I had a slight opportunity of having a descent voice. I know that now, and kind of new it in college where I wanted to take voice lessons, but couldn't fit it in the schedule since it required a three hundred dollar fee on top of the credits and I had to enrole in choir. Not to say I ever want to be an American Idol, but I'd love to do more with acting and singing. I am often encourage to do so by coworkers who find me crooning away in the galley when I think no one is around. But how would I do it with the schedule I have now? So, I live, as they say, vicariously through others. That is how "Idol" has tapped my interest. Silly, huh?
Had a very busy and intersting weekend and Monday, but not quite as much as my wife. I talked with Beth on Sunday while I was in San Juan and she was complaining about pain in the her right side, near her abdomen. After consulting with her mother and an aunt about apendicitis she found herself at Urgent Care. About four hours later, she found herself faced with an ambulence ride the the hospital. Her father stepped in and shuttled her to the hospital where she spent another four-plus hours being poked and probed in places you and I would never want it, and after undergoing a CT Scan the doctors were still not sure of the problem. It is now 2am in San Juan where I was instructed to get home ASAP, as Beth could be going in for emergency surgery at any moment. I called screw schedule to be removed from my trip and get emergency travel home. They were happy to remove me from the trip but, "Unless your wife is dying or near death, you're on your own to get home." What? I work for the largest airline in the world and you can't even get me home in an emergency? FUCK YOU!
I spent a very long, and extremely tiring ten hours getting from San Juan to Vegas, via Dallas. I had only slept an hour and a half...I was beat. The doctors released Beth from the hospital about midnight (Vegas time) and told her to see her primary care physician the next day. They had ruled out anything requiring surgery from the lab work and CT Scan, but still weren't sure where the pain was coming from. I arrived in Vegas about 2pm and went to Beth's parent's house where she spent the night. She had a doctor appointment set for 4pm. After receiving a physical exam from our doc, he told her should probably had ruptured or bruised the cartiledge in her ribs. Ow! Something easily done by a strenuous activity or simply leaning too hard on a counter. Her culprit? On Saturday night she had a blow out on the freeway and had to fight getting the jack out of the trunk. The jack is on the right side of trunk and she likely leaned up against the side of it a little too hard for a little too long. As we look at it now, that was one expensive blow out. The tire alone cost 98 bucks to replace, let alone the doctor bills. Beth said she felt a little silly about the whole to do, but the doc said, "You're 25 and healthy. You should come to the hospital when you have en unexplained pain." Today was her first day back to work, but she is still very sore. I, on the other hand, am now home until at least the first.
An interesting bit on the news tonight... A women here in Las Vegas who has several geese and hens living in her yard is mad as hell, and not without reason. The USDA at first told her they were going to come and test her birds for some disease, and then told her they weren't going to test them, rather just kill them. Keep in mind this lady legally has these animals and cares for them properly. She told the USDA they couldn't come back unless they had a court order. Their response, "No problem, we'll be back in a few day." We think the USDA is really here to protect us, but they rarely do and they never protect the animals. They are on PeTA's most wanted list, if you will, as one of the worst offenders for animal, especially farm animal, cruelty.
I am hooked! I must agree, this whole reality tv thing is WAY far fetched! Let's really get real, how many of the shows have anything to do with reality? I know that is now one of the age old questions. But, I can't help but get sucked into one of them, and that's "American Idol 2". I watched last season from about where the top ten were chosen. This season, I am watching it from the beginning. I guess my appeal is this: I have been an actor in the past on stage, and always wanted to do more with my voice. I wish now, looking back, that I didn't learn to play the trumpet, or the tuba, or the drums and had gone to music instead of band. But I didn't know then I had a slight opportunity of having a descent voice. I know that now, and kind of new it in college where I wanted to take voice lessons, but couldn't fit it in the schedule since it required a three hundred dollar fee on top of the credits and I had to enrole in choir. Not to say I ever want to be an American Idol, but I'd love to do more with acting and singing. I am often encourage to do so by coworkers who find me crooning away in the galley when I think no one is around. But how would I do it with the schedule I have now? So, I live, as they say, vicariously through others. That is how "Idol" has tapped my interest. Silly, huh?
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