THINK PINK & BREATHE

I woke up to snow on the ground, here, this morning.

7:30 AM

I had a car maintenance appointment in Kelso around noon – the street looked fine, so I kept the appointment 😉

I decided to wear pink today. A lot of pink 😊

On my way out the door, I grabbed my latest read, and stuck it in my purse – it’s a good read, and it keeps my attention; I’m already ¾th’s way through it.

Keeping everything in the pink range of color.

'Primrose' Lipstick & 'Pink Quartz' Lipgloss; and 'Grape' nail color & 'Crystal Clear' topcoat.

Car maintenance appointment this afternoon ....

Driving back home, I topped the gas tank, and noticed the price has gone down a bit … and I also got an invite to lunch at the Indy Diner on Industrial Way 😊

A breather with the gas prices.

Blue Burger; Indy Way Diner.

Listening to Christmas music while driving home on Old Pacific Highway, those pesky peacocks were stopping traffic again. They really need to have their wings clipped! They are pretty – but they are also a nuisance.

These peacocks are going to cause someone to wreak.

I had barely gotten around the pesky birds, when I got an incoming text: Mr. Complication was in the hospital ☹

That bit of news was additional complication. He has the key to the building where the Jam Sessions are held – people needed to be told the session would be canceled. Another friend texted me and told me that the roads would be too risky, and everyone needed to stay home; I agreed … but I also texted back saying the people who would be showing up (those used to driving in the iffy weather) still needed to be told the session was canceled: I needed to get into the hills and meet them with the news when they showed up (some people are weird about giving their phone numbers out).

So, that’s what I did.

And I’m glad I risked it because the roads were really not that bad, and people did show up. I arrived safely, and the news was relayed. I really didn’t have much to tell them, other than he was in the hospital.

Not a lot of snow.

The drive home was a little dicier – there was ice under the slush; but I drove very cautiously, and managed to get back home in one piece 😉

A bit icy, and a lot slushy; I drove very cautiously over that hill.

The entire drive over the hill - and I didn't care if the drivers behind me were getting angry.

When I got home, I ate Supper and decided to see if I could find out anything more about Mr. Complication’s situation. I spent hours on the phone (no one knew anything more than I did). When I got an actual person on the hospital line, I even went as far as hinting that I was a “close friend” (and I would have had the info if the test results had come in faster); all I managed to get from mutual friends was that he’d been throwing up earlier at his house, and drove himself to the hospital with severe pains, he thought was an appendix attack.

Hearing how severely he had been throwing up – immediately sent my thoughts into flashback mode, remembering Bob violently throwing up before I rushed him to ER that horrible day, that landed him in ER with a death sentence hanging over his head.

Around 9 PM, Mr. Complication texted me that he had been diagnosed with kidney stones. OUCH! Again, flashback memories hit fast and furious. I literally had to school myself to calm down and breathe calmly.

All the memories and feels that went with those memories were crowding my thoughts: Bob’s situation spiraled out of control because he didn’t feel the pain like a normal person would (so he missed the warning pains), and an infection set in that could not be controlled; which led to his physical death … Mr. Complication feels the ouch; he will fare better than my Mr. Wonderful did.

NO! I do not love Mr. Complication! But, he is a friend, and I don’t like to think of him suffering that kind of pain. I hope that this affliction will be tended to quickly, and that he will be on the mend speedily.