The Day From Hell

Actually that should be “The Last 2 Weeks From Hell”, but anyway…

Weekend before last I woke up bright and early on Saturday with a sore throat. By Monday I was running a fever and basically felt like shit. I went to the doctor Monday and he gave me an antibiotic and cough medicine. This past Saturday I still had the sore throat and still felt like shit, only now my ear hurts. BAD. And it’s plugged up.

Side story — I lost 60% of my hearing in one of my ears due to the Spinal Meningitis I had when I was 5 months old. The only thing I can hear out of that ear is sound. Muffled sound.

This past Monday I went back to the doctor and he said that (obviously) the other medicine didn’t work and my ear is infected really bad so he gave me another antibiotic. So with this ear infection and the fact that I already couldn’t really hear out of the other ear to begin with — I can’t hear much at all and I’m forever saying “Huh?”. So that really freaks me out and kinda scares me.

Fast forward to today…

Today started off ok, I guess. My kids went to Cheerleading camp and then home with my MIL while I was at work. When I left work, I made a quick trip to Wal-Mart to look at the video recorders. Tomorrow night is the exhibition and awards ceremony for the Cheer Camp and we really needed another recorder, so I figured now was as good a time as any to buy one (a DVD one instead of cassette). So into Wal-Mart I run and look at the cameras. I found one I really wanted and tell the Mr. Dude at the register I need him to open the case. Mr. Dude opens the case — no camera — sold out.

:sigh Ok, no problem, I’ll find another.

Found another and Mr. Dude opens case again — no camera — sold out of that one too. By now I’m just ready to get what they DO have and leave cause I still had to get the girls, get home and wash their shirts for the thing tomorrow night, eat supper and get ready for church. So I pick out another and - Yay! - they have that one and it’s cheaper than the others I looked at. Yay!

I pay and leave. Go get my kids, go home and sit for a few to relax because by now I’m having sharp ass pains in my ear. I take something for pain, pain goes away and I get up to learn about the camera before tomorrow and to charge the battery. I open the box, pull out the camera and hmmmm. That doesn’t look right. Why isn’t the place for the disc round? Surely not… :wtf

It’s not a DVD recorder.

:whyme

I debate on what I should do. I’m friggin’ tired, it’s damn hot out and I really don’t have enough time to go back.

But dammit! It wasn’t the one I wanted. My fault, yes, but still.

Back to town I go. :whatever Only now I have the kids with me.

I go back into Wal-Mart (thank GOD the lady I talked to was nice), get that taken care of and off to Radio Shack I go for another recorder. Radio Shack has JUST what I want, I get it and try to pay. Yes, TRIED to pay. I wrote a check, which is usually no problem. But today (of all days) it was apparently…a problem. It seems that if you write a check over a certain amount, they have to call and verify this. Ok, no problem. I wait.

And I wait.

And I wait some more.

I looked at my watch…shit, REALLY need to get home…then asked the girl if I could just put it on the card (what I should’ve done in the first place :rolleyes ). She says “Wait, they’ve answered now”. So I wait.

And wait.

And the girl hands me my check back and informs me “They denied it”.

:wtf DENIED IT???

I don’t fucking think so!!!

After several few choice words about that (and not aimed at that poor girl…not her fault), I put it on the damn card that I should’ve put it on in the first damn place.

Denied it my ass. Yeah, a call will be made about that first thing in the morning.

Anyway…(have I mentioned it’s damn hot too? 90something degrees today)

I pay for that and ask about the discs for it only to find out they are sold out of them. :whyme Back to Wal-Mart I go. :fu

I finally make it home in JUST enough time for us to get ready for church. Just now finishing the shirts I needed to wash and dry for tomorrow. Pain meds have kicked in and so has the loopy-ness (my new word), so I guess I’ll take my whiny self to bed now.