Alright, so, I haven't posted in a while because... I lost the sign-in info. D'oh. But, thanks to the lovely Manda, I've got it again and can post till my heart's content (:::in totally sexy male latino voice:::: and your heart, my dear Jennifer, I would not wish you to long for me so.)
So, bad news out of the way first... my grandpa has had an incredibly low iron count for over a year. He lost a lot of weight and didn't have any energy. He had all these gastro-intestinal tests done (including the swallow the camera one) and they couldn't find any bleeding, so they were giving him iron injections and pills. He went to see a cancer specialist in Febuary who told him that he didn't have bone marrow cancer, which was what we were really worried about, but they still couldn't figure out what was wrong. They did a cat scan this week and finally firgured it out; he has colon cancer. And the cancer doctor says, "Oh, well it says that your regular doctor did see some minor bleeding in this area during one of the tests."
....... Ok, well then why did he say there was no bleeding? Anyway, the cancer is up where the large and small intestine meet, so he's going to have surgery to remove it and they're going to zap the part that's moved onto the liver since they were too incompetant to catch it in time. It'll be the 12th; they could do it next week but that would interfere with my grandparent's gambling trip. So anyway, hopefully that will turn out ok.
Petsmart has turned out to be an interesting experience. I worked Friday for the first time in 9 days, so I had forgotten a lot of the things I was supposed to remember on cash register. And of course, they left me alone, so it was a bit stressful. Today I managed to get the hang of it, and feel a cautious optimism about my ability to work in the future. However, that's slightly dampened by the fact that I am working EVERY DAY next week. Oh yeah. There's the two days I work at Homespun, then a nice robust 29 hours 45 min at petsmart divided unequally over teh rest of the week. A total of 44.45 hours. Now I know this is not Amanda level working hours here, but when you go from working 15 hours to that, its a little shocking. Debbie, the manager, told me that in the future she'll give me either Wednesdays or Thursdays off, and that she'd see if someone would work for me this Friday, since she knows I have 2 jobs. All this working isn't helped by the fact that sometime in the next week and a half I have to get my appartment clean since I'm having visitors.
So this semi-coherent rambling is completed. I'm gonna go drink some Bailey's and then pass out in an attempt to get some damn sleep before work tomorrow.
Love,
Katie
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