The Ides of March Ain't Got Shit
Well the month of March has sucked ass pretty bad. Right?
Other than the annoying DLC champion Clinton "hanging in there", "continuing to get up and fight", and "able to withstand a knockout blow" and other annoying pseudo Boxing allusions. I had plenty to worry about and fret about.
Work-wise, the least of the serious issues that plagued me. We revamped and restructured what we're going to work on for the upcoming Quarter. Who knows. I hope it's a good sign. We're in the news a lot, but not in a good way. But pushing all of that aside, there's been a lot to stress about lately. I think we all go through our ups and downs and right now in terms of work, I'm in a downward shift and I don't like it.
My son has been extremely sick for almost a week now. Starting on Sunday he was unable to eat and drink liquids, throwing up all the time, and just in general disarray. I got it and was out for the count for almost 24 hours. So did my wife and her mother who watches my son at least one day a week. He had to go to the doctor several times this week and was close to being admitted to the Emergency Room to be treated for severe dehydration. Fortunately that didn't have to happen, he was given two anti-biotic shots that were extremely strong and was put on anti-nausea medicine that they put adult cancer patients on who are undergoing chemotherapy. I hate putting him on meds especially that strong but we had no choice. He's pulled through and hasn't gotten sick in over a day now. (knock on wood) He lost over a pound of weight and when you're only about 25 or so pounds that's a lot of weight to lose.
The last time I went to the doctor when I was sick and needed an anti-biotic, she warned me about my blood pressure. It's apparently quite high and not good for my age or anything. It has me worried and wanting to change my lifestyle extensively. That's a difficult proposition to undertake, huh?
Talked to my dad tonight and he also is in bad health. His blood protein should be on a level of between 7 and 9 and was a 94. They did a CAT SCAN and other tests and can't find cancer but believe it's some weird infection of some sort. The doctors have no answer. Only in the last few years have I grown somewhat close to my father. To lose him now would be horrific. I'm trying not to be pessimistic but it's difficult when no one has any answers, that should have answers or at least theories.
My brother's wife got into a bad car accident, hitting a tree when there was an ice storm. My niece was hurt a bit, bruised mostly. But the car was totalled. Of course it's a new car that my brother unwisely purchased. I worry about him and his ability to stay afloat. He doesn't have any "real skills" (I mean this in terms of what THE MAN would say) and has no college background so he's already skating on thin ice.
Couple that with the fact that our economy is sucking, gasoline is going up, and it seems as if this country cares more about American Idol than any of it and I want to fucking scream. In a hilarious grindcore sort of way.
So fuck the ides of March. I already beat you and it's barely the 9th.