Life with a Gremlin

Work was hellish this past weekend. Hellish I say. By the end of the third day I was on my 7th different patient assignment. Vents, trachs, wounds, psych patients,,,with each new challenging admission my assignment changed. "Let Martha take that one,,she can handle it". My brain still hurts just thinking about it. Funny thing is, they were right. I can handle it. Why is it that some of us are equipped to deal with lifes difficulties better than others? Suppose I'll never know. When Sunday evening finally rolled around I was ready to run screaming from the hospital and dive straight into the bed. Or under the bed. Hot bath and the remote control and I was gonna play mama bear and hibernate for a bit. My Gremlin had a slightly different plan for my night. My Gremlin being the demonic ulcer that resides in my gut. Wicked creature. Something had apparently tweaked him into a major fit and he unleashed hell on me at 2am Monday morning. By 6am I was just about ready to wake Maggie and have her drive me to the ER. They have drugs and doctors in the ER. Possibly they would call in a gastric priest and exorcise this demon Gremlin. Six zantac and a handful of tums chased by a swig of mylanta kicked in about that time and blessed sleep took over. I spent virtually the entire day in bed enjoying a semi cotton brained pain free nap. All the kitties came to check on me and decided a sleeping mom was a good thing to snuggle with. I didn't disagree. Maggie roused me from the haze around 5 and we made the very necessary trek to the grocery store. Came home and cooked potato soup,,about as bland a food source as I could think of,,soaked in a hot bubble bath ,,and crawled back into the bed for a wonderful pain free night of sleep. Life looks pretty darn good this morning. Extensive list of chores,,yard work,,,errands,,and back to work tomorrow for more super duper wheeee fun. This weekend is THE GAME. Are you ready?

Listening to: Michael Ball
Reading: THE INDICTMENT OF TOM DELAY!!!!!!