My response is about as awesome as her actual illness. I say-scream, "You're okay! I got you! Snap out of it! You're fine! Quit it! SNAP OUT OF IT!" all while vigorously holding her and petting her. Because what she needs is redirection! HA!
Fun thought: I am so glad that I am not working right now. What if my dog nursing skills crossed over into my people nursing skills?
In a crisis, I would just grab the patient and scream, "SNAP OUT OF IT! IT'S OKAY! QUIT! QUIT! I GOT YOU! YOU'RE FINE!"
I find this thought way too hilarious. Probably because it's so true. At this point, I'm so tired and stressed out that I could actually see myself doing this to a poor, unsuspecting sick person.
Double bonus fun thought: My nursing mostly centered on hospice-type care.
So I could apply my new technique to patients and to family members!
Sigh. I am going to hell.
Since there is little dating happening, here is the next posed question and a photo story from yesterday.
Happy Wife has been stress-internet-shopping way too much. Boxes started coming yesterday. I opened the first, then left the room for 2 seconds.
I get back into the kitchen and see immediately what has happened.
Mary Lou wasted no time before getting in the box.
Notice what is right outside of the box.
Yes, those are kitty beds.
Mary Lou: like a boss!
Mav could care less.
Someone's in a box?
Whatever.
I feel like crap.
Mary Lou vacates the box.
Almost instantaneously...
Isley gets into the box.
Mav is a little more interested in all the activity.
So, what did Happy Wife buy during clickety-clickety-preventing-my-ulcer-for-another-day online shopping?
A) A rug that she needed
B) Joan Rivers (LOVE YOU, JOAN!) jewelry that she did not need
C) A toaster that she sort of needed
D) A kitty tree, an always needed and welcome addition
E) Shoes that she did not need
F) A book (to go with the 10 already on the shelf, waiting to be read)
G) Summer dresses that she did not need
Did you guess all of the above? And then probably some kitty toys, too? Good job.
The rug is in the photo with Mav and Isley.
Sparkles! Crazy, crazy sparkles!
Sparkles times two!
Old lady jewelry, yes please.
The photos don't do them justice here.
The black liquid-y metal and
deep blue iridescent beads
on this second necklace are divine!
Yes, I store my necklaces with tops/jackets all together in the closet
just like in the photo. I like how easy it is to grab a top
with a jacket and necklace already good to go.
*Points to head*
It's not all cobwebs and tumbleweeds up here.
Another kitty tree.
Now we have 2 of this design.
On sale, 30 bucks, free shipping from Petco.
Couldn't pass it up!
Shoe heaven.
Ask not what these shoes match...
Ask only what don't they match?
They match ALL THINGS! ALL THINGS!
Okay, okay.
Maybe not my Grover/Old Spice parody
tee shirt that I'm wearing today.
tee shirt that I'm wearing today.
I still giggle at this shirt and I'm wearing it.
*Sticks tongue out at you*
Pandora says, "I've already heard that one, Rachel."
Lastly, all dolled up with nowhere to go.
The socially acceptable nightgown explosion!
Whoopee!
If you learn one thing from this post,
it should be that Happy Wife
has way too much time on her hands.
Here's hoping Mav feels better soon!
So the shopping can stop and the dating can commence!
Crap. The toaster, another cat tree, and some giant rugs
just showed up at the door.
I know you dig the wolf snowglobe from my folks
on the shelf just above my gram's little ceramic deer
in the background there.
Nature!
*Jazz hands*
The toaster matches our little pot perfectly! Bonus!
And the rugs act as a burglar barrier in the basement.
Or a husband barrier.
He's gonna have to come in the front door tonight.
Hey, look! I spy some Snapple!
When did I get that? Nice! Yum!
...
I think I'm going to go freeze my credit cards in blocks of ice now.
Crap. The toaster, another cat tree, and some giant rugs
just showed up at the door.
I know you dig the wolf snowglobe from my folks
on the shelf just above my gram's little ceramic deer
in the background there.
Nature!
*Jazz hands*
The toaster matches our little pot perfectly! Bonus!
And the rugs act as a burglar barrier in the basement.
Or a husband barrier.
He's gonna have to come in the front door tonight.
Hey, look! I spy some Snapple!
When did I get that? Nice! Yum!
...
I think I'm going to go freeze my credit cards in blocks of ice now.
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