The Meteor
Tuesday, February 16, 2010 at 6:17AM 
Not so long ago, following K3's being run over, TOG's bout with swine flu and the loss of TOG's step dad, Asthmagirl's boss took her out to lunch.
Asthmagirl must preface this further by saying that her boss inherited her from the CEO who retired last year. Thus althought they have worked together for 6 years, they have not worked TOGETHER. Their working relationship is still developing. So when he said lets go to lunch, she was not sure what to expect.]
After discussing the minor upheaval which was (is?) her life and how it might be handled at work, he looked at her and said "I swear I don't know what will happen to you next. I expect to recieve a call some morning saying that you can't come in because a meteor has struck your house."
Yet another digression here... Asthmagirl cannot seem to tell a story in sequence to save her life.
You know those people that have an occurrence in their life and then say things like "I knew it would happen to me!"? Asthmagirl is not that person. She is always utterly surprised because her glass is half full, is it not? This is why she never recognizes the Asthma Lungs barreling toward her until it is too late to dodge them.
So there the comment hung and Asthmagirl found herself rather amused by it. So much so that she shared it with a comrade at work, KT. Oh how they laughed... A meteor... [insert lilting laughter]. Then they joked about it. Was this the meteor? Was that the meteor? [insert more laughter except this time a scoffing guffaw, cuz REALLY...!]
And the reason Asthmagirl could joke about it so readily was that she never expected the meteor. Glass half full and all that... Thus, no one could be more surprised than our wheezy heroine to have the meteor knock on the door (metaphorically) and announce "It is I!"
As it turns out... Asthmagirl had a boo boo in her arm pit which TOG assured her was from over shaving. Except she hadn't. (what with caring for K3 and all, Asthmagirl has neglected certain procedures and is regretfylly rockin' 'a 5 o' clock shadow') So she went to the rookie Dr. because she didn't have time to drive all those miles to see Dr. M because K3 was having surgery the next day. The rookie Dr. said "this too shall pass" and Asthmagirl heaved a great sigh (as much as the lungs will allow) and thought 'crisis averted'! There was much rejoicing!
And then it came back except it was like it was Barry Bonds on a steroid bender and it was all going medevil on her arm. So finally TOG drove the feisty and reluctant AG to Dr M's yesterday. AG was fully prepared for "this too shall pass" and instead got "we better swab you for MRSA".
Asthmagirl is now taking 3 different antibiotics and drinking a barrel gallon (3.78 liters for my Canadian readers) of water with each dose. Her glass is more than half full, it runneth over! And even through the the thick frames of her rose colored glasses, Asthmagirl is pretty sure she recognizes the meteor.
It was laughing at her...
AG out!
[Asthmagirl sincerely hopes that you will laugh with her. It really is funny!]
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Reader Comments (11)
Nobody expects meteors or the Spanish Inquistion. Especially glass half full people. Hopefully this metoer is just a tiny one and you'll survive the impact!
Gah! When it rains it pours!
I'm with Tammy...when it rains it pours!
Well, MRSA is no fun. While my doctor and I agreed later that it was most likely that I didn't have it (no lumps or any other symptoms), a random swab of my finger (while I was in emergency for an unrelated issue) revealed MRSA on my skin. That prompted a week of IV antibiotics (I was admitted to the hospital at the time), and a further 3 weeks of IV therapy twice a day once I left the hospital, not to mention the head to toe cleansing for a week. The antibiotic of choice for MRSA is vancomycin and it is horribly expensive, at least here in Canada. It is also very hard on your veins - my right arm vein still feels "blown" and all this happened 6 months ago. A relative who is a nurse in the USA told me that MRSA is rampant in hospitals all over the world. It is a frightening thought because there are very few antibiotics left in case of a superbug sweeping through the world.
Yes, laughing with you not at you! It seems as though you have had your share of bumps in the road. Might I say that my husband and I had almost 2.5 years of bumps and just now am seeing a smooth, paved road ahead.
This, too, will pass! Keep saying that.
"No, it's right here!" <POKE> :-O {KT quickly looked around and there was no where to hide in her small office}
Hayseus! I am not laughing cause I know how bad that hurts .. and dangnabbit enuf is enuf....
So this isn't like those cartoons or movies where the meteor, when it finally hits, is tiny like a pebble? Seeing as I was prepared to hear cancer, this isn't so bad. But dang, woman. I'm gonna burn you a meteor to hang in your office at work.
That meteor comment made me mad actually. Go rub some MRSA on that boss person. Gah.
Sometimes meteors can leave some interesting rubble in their aftermath. Sounds like you're making the best of it ... and still smiling, which is pretty darn impressive!
You never fail to amaze me. I would be whining to beat the band. Glad you're not! And, although I really didn't like the Bud Light commercial that debuted at the SuperBowl -- the one with the scientists partying like it was 1999 as they prepared for a meteor impact -- it seems about right in this case.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BRELablT7T4
All right, it was an asteroid. No nit-picking. Feel better soon, AG!!