Tree Trimming

Going 'home', to Calvin's house after spending the night at the hospital; we were all so pooped. Calvin had a tree trimming job that afternoon. His brother, who usually works for him, wasn't up to it that day. Calvin said, it was really a one man job, he just wanted someone there to make sure he's OK. He didn't know if he was in decent shape to be working, especially with dangerous tools with everything that was going on around him. I offered to go along.

Rest In Peace, Jim!

The night we slept over at the hospital, Maggie, Cal's mom, made more phone calls while from home and established that the uncle who they were going to wait for before turning off the machine, wasn't going to make it that night. He was the only reason Jim was still in ICU and not in the other place! I can't get myself to say it / write it! When I found out that about the uncle, I felt a weird feeling pierce through my body! That meant one thing: that it was time! Time to say good-bye to Jimmy :(

Hospital Sleepover

Towards the end of the gut-wrenching day we had what with Jimmy being on life support; Calvin suggested his mom, Maggie go home. She had been at the hospital since the previous night and Calvin thought that she would be able to get a lot done from the house, like contacting people etc. And the woman needed some sleep!

Life Support

Calvin offered to haul my furniture with his truck. Thanks Boo! This is the first time in my entire life I have ever had help moving, and you know I'm always moving some place! Not only that, but to have my man help me was such a cherry on top! Calvin was only going to be available to move me at a weekend. That meant, I only had one of two weekends to do so! I must say, it was also nice to move out knowing where I was moving to because, if you've been following my story, I hardly ever know where I was going to live next.

Window Shopping

It was getting closer to time to move out! Management arranged for someone to do inspection in my apartment. I wasn't very worried because I took very good care of the place. I even would wipe the walls every now and then etc. My main concern was the broken window.

Moving On Up!

The rest of February came and went, no check from my boss of one day! I had still been in constant communication with him. I could have let it go but not after the hell I had gone through in that job after they didn't even warn me about the real problem I was going to be dealing with! 

There's a Stranger in My Bed!

After the Awkward Valentine's Day, life went back to normal. As normal as normal can be. Having quit my new job, I was still waiting for my check (or cheque) in the mail. It was a no show. I texted and called the guy on the phone. Whenever I talked to him, he was so promising but the check wouldn't come!

Valentine's Day or Bust?

Valentine's day weekend, I went over to Calvin's as usual. The night before Valentine's, Calvin's friend and her friend met us in a Spanish restaurant. We had delicious dinner and conversation. It was my first time meeting the friend. She seemed nice and funny. Her friend seemed like he had the biggest crush on her but, apparently, she's married. I loved hearing the friend (guy friend of Cal's friend)'s stories.

All's Well That Ends Well

When I finally gout of that hell hole; I couldn't wait to jump into my car that was parked all the way down the down the street and head the heck home to the writer dude. I stopped at a KFC on the way home and got myself dinner. Just as I drove into the parking lot, a car sped into the spot next to me, the lady flew out of it and right into KFC. WHAT NOW? I got out of her way because I was done with drama for that day! She threw her food on the counter and yelled at the staff about how they gave her chicken that wasn't cooked. She was hungry and how dare they, what if she got sick, they did that to her because she was black, blah blah blah!

Grilled Cheese Sandwich

My first day back to the world of caregiving was going very slowly! Everyone from the client's daughter to the CNA I relieved that morning had told me that the client is very alert; she would tell me herself who, what, why and when. That made me feel less stressed out. At mid-morning, I remembered to give her medication. I had written down which ones to give her when, they also had all the details on the rules behind the door. As I was taking the medication to give her, she told me to also give her something else that was not on the list. The client had told me that morning that sometimes, depending on how she feels, she switches things up a bit. I assumed that's what we were doing that morning and went with what she told me.