Faeries at it again? This time it wasn't fun.

[Cleita]

I just had an awful forty eight hours, nothing that would make things permanently bad, but could have. First my DU identity gets zapped. That was taken care of. Then the next day I sleep through a doctors appointment because my alarm clock, Benny my kitty, decided to sleep in and didn't wake me up early in the morning for the first time in years. I finally got to the appointment later in the day. I had an EKG. Technician said I was the first normal heart she tested that day. That it was perfect. So far this is good news.

Then the bad news, my blood pressure was through the roof and the doc said she wouldn't release me for surgery that I'm having next Thursday until it comes down, so she puts me on pills that make you pee a lot. My blood pressure is usually a perfect 120/80 or in that neighborhood, so even she is shocked and so am I. That night I found myself without water after taking a pill that makes you pee a lot. I had to run down a hill in the middle of the night to find a hose that still had water in it so I could fill a bucket to use to flush the toilet. I didn't want to bother the family until the next morning.

I called my stepdaughter in the morning and asked her to get my son-in-law to fix my water pump, something he can do in a few minutes, and it turns out he went out of town for two days. Okay, we both have to work that day. I couldn't take a shower or even brush my teeth, which I did when I got to the office. My car is usually covered in bird shit, which I have to hose off every morning before I go to work, but I couldn't because I had no water. Well, today, of all days, the landlord wants me to move my car because it's blocking something he needs to get to. I tell him I can't leave the office when we have patients, so he asks me for my keys. When he gets back he says he's going to buy me a car wash. I told him the birds do this every day and he says he can come over and shoot them. Embarrassing. Finally, my stepdaughter finds someone who can fix the pump. He doesn't get there until late afternoon, but finally I have water and things start settling into normal. I apologize to the guys, friends of my son-in-law, about things going wrong at the wrong time. One of them laughs and says it would happen when son-in-law is out of town.

Hopefully, the faeries, are annoying someone else. I think it's them who are raising my blood pressure. I wonder if this is a warning of some sort.

[I Have A Dream]

1. I hope that things get much better from this point on, Cleita.

Sorry that you had so many bad things happen in such a short time.

[Kind of Blue]

2. Hoping your calendar has been cleared

of a series of unfortunate events for the next year, at least. Counting your blessings: Great news about your heart, blood pressure that can be controlled, nice stepdaughter and son-in-law, understanding landlord, and a car in good shape - albeit the bird shit. :hug:

[NJCher]

3. uneedahug

:hug:


Cher

[MorningGlow]

4. Oh dear

Doesn't sound like fairies, though, Cleita--just a series of bummers. And we all know that once a bad streak starts, other bad stuff piles on. x(

How are you doing now? Any better?

Oh, but keep a watch out for visiting spirits--the veil is starting to thin in advance of Samhain/Halloween, and we've already gotten zapped: This morning we were running late, but as I went to put MG Jr.'s soft-sided lunch "box" into his backpack, I noticed that his paper for a free ice cream (for participating in the summer reading program) was gone. (He asks me to tape it to the front of his lunch so he can remember to go through the line to get it--they can only go through the line as they come into the cafeteria--can't get up later and get it.)

Where in the world could it possibly have gone/fallen off? All I did was walk from the kitchen, through the dining room, to the living room. Back through the rooms. Back through again. Nothin'. Tick tock getting later. MG Jr. looked in his backpack. Not there. I grabbed the flashlight and looked under the cabinet and the stove (if it had drifted under on a draft). Not there. Looked under the dining room table. Not there. Tick tock. Checked the front hallway where I had gotten his backpack down from the coat tree. Not there. Tick tock. Even looked in the fridge, to see if it had attached itself to the package of turkey. Nope. Looked in the garbage, to see if it had attached itself to the napkin. Nope.

So I asked MG Jr. if he would mind waiting till tomorrow for his ice cream--I'd do a thorough search after I dropped him off at school. He said okay. I went to zip up his backpack...and there was the paper, sitting NEXT TO the backpack on the couch.

Sigh. It's gonna be a long month. x(
:rofl:

[FirstLight]

5. oh my

the little brownies are already startin'...

[Matariki]

6. Oh and how...

I've got stuff disappearing right in front of my eyes just about. Some kind of prankster spirits - or someone wants my attention! I'm usually delighted by these things but it's been a bit annoying the past week or so.

[Cleita]

7. The little pranksters are extra busy these days, aren't

they? :freak: So far things are back on the rails but .... I just want to get through this little surgery and get it behind me. Then I'm better able to cope mischief makers.