Nicole's Notes

Saturday, I went to put in my contact lenses, and Socks had knocked over the case, causing a lot of the solution to drain out. The new solution I use is hydrogen peroxide based, and converts to saline overnight, when exposed to the neutralizing disc in the lens case. I didn't really know how it worked, so when the lens was still damp, I thought, "Fine, it's been in the solution overnight, I should be okay," and stuck it in my eye.

Ow.

I managed to wrench the thing out. Thank goodness I hadn't chucked my old saline solution because I dumped half the bottle in my eye to flush it. And then went to bed with an ice pack on my eye. Ow. Ow. Ow.

Ow.

On Sunday, I was babysitting Jason's cousin's daughter, Rhiannon (and wearing glasses). Rhiannon's parents had left maybe 45 minutes before, and I was just sitting there on the couch, (honestly!) I shifted slightly, and my back went into spasm.

Ow.

And, of course, Rhiannon was attempting to convince me at the time that drawing on the carpet with dry erase marker was a good thing to do. Um, no. So I had to grit my teeth, while simultaneously cajoling her into not drawing on the flooring. Happily, Rhiannon's parents keep painkillers in the kitchen on a shelf at eye level. Obviously parenthood is a tough business! I helped myself to a couple of extra strength Tylenol and made it through the rest of the day (somehow).

But, ow.

That night, we find out that Jason's grandma has possibly slipped into a coma. Although now they're not sure - it could just be really deep sleep. I'm a little worried about a hospital that can't identify a coma, but hey, we're not there. If his family thinks it's an okay facility, and the staff know what they're doing, I'll take their word for it.

And then, Monday morning, I found out that my coworker's mother, who had been quite ill for some time, passed away this weekend. My coworker's having a rough time of it with other stuff going on in her personal life, too, so this was just one more awful thing. And it also leaves us short handed at work. Thank goodness a new guy was recently hired (although he wasn't really finished his training yet - we're now trying the sink-or-swim method of employee instruction. :)

And Jason's first 500 (or so) DVD cases arrived Monday afternoon. And one box was apparently used by the FedEx folks for shotput practice. The corners of about 110 cases were bent. Some to the point where you couldn't even send it at as a free reviewer copy. That's okay, though, because the DVD manufacturer included 75 extra cases just in case. So the worst, we right off, and the other less-than-perfect ones, we give to reviewers. Hey, waddaya want, they're getting a free copy.

So I think I've used up my share of bad news for the month. I'm done. Full. Nope, thanks, I've had my serving. I gave at the office.