What a weekend

Ok... it all started on Thursday. I know it's hardly the weekend. Mom went to see a doctor about a medical condition she's been dealing with for the past month. It hasn't cleared up and so her regular doctor sent her to a surgeon.

A couple weeks ago she had some blood work done and they noticed her hemoglobin was low. Since then I've been joking that she's turning into a vampire. Funny thing... when she went to see the doctor her hemoglobin was even lower and they immediately scheduled her for a transfusion on Friday. Needless to say I gave her the usual speech about staying away from sunlight, crosses, and pointy wooden sticks. She was very grateful for the advice.

On Friday they gave her two units and she was feeling better then she had been the last couple weeks (all she needed to do was feed >:) ). They scheduled her for surgery on Tuesday.

Fast-forward to Sunday morning about 4 a.m. Her husband, Wayne, sometimes has issues with sleepwalking. It's rather annoying and rather disturbing. He can carry on a conversation and then not remember it the next day. He can even cook and eat. It doesn't happen often, but it did happen this morning.

Anyway we're all woken up to a loud bang, crash, and the sound of moaning. I hear mom rush out and start yelling for my brother, Kyle. She's upset and panicked. Obviously I can put two and two together and surmise that Wayne has fallen down the stairs in his sleep walking state.

I exit my room and look down the stairwell. All I can see is a puddle of blood and a wad of paper towels at the bottom. I'm not one for REAL blood and gore. The fake stuff is about all I can take, so I stay put where I am.

Mom comes up the stairs and proceeds to call an ambulance. Wayne in the mean time is asking to lay down, and Kyle is dutifully telling him no. In what seems like no time a police officer arrives. Shortly after and ambulance arrives and I'm thinking how the neighbors are getting a show.

They ask you a lot of questions when they come to pick you up. What's the date, how old are you, which hospital do you want to go to, what medications are you on, the list goes on.

An hour and a half later Kyle and I are left to clean up the entry way and mom is off to the hospital (and calling us three times along the way). It turns out he's got stitches above his right eye, a fractured eye socket, and a fractured right wrist. They have to do surgery Monday on his eye socket and will keep him until Monday to Tuesday.

So now to recap. Wayne has surgery on Monday, Mom has surgery on Tuesday. Her comment was that he always has to one up her on these kinds of things. So I'm going to be checking about getting Tuesday off so that I can take mom in for surgery and maybe bring Wayne home.

Boy... what a weekend.

Darren

Little Bother's Birthday

Well, today is my little brother's birthday. He wanted an iPod Nano, so that is what mom and I got him. It's orange and looks pretty slick. I can't wait until he gets it.

This is basically just a quick note. Work is pretty tough right now. A lot going on and a major deadline is looming on Friday. I'm feeling more stressed lately mainly because of other people not getting their work done in time and me having to wait on them.

I hate working with other people at times like this.

Darren

Time to Start Posting

OK… So I’ve had this Blog for like two years now, and I finally decided that it was time I started posting to it. Best laid plans and all that jazz. I guess since this is my first post I should introduce myself. I know… I know you really don’t care. And I know I’m sitting here typing this for that one crazy, lonely person who has stumbled across my blog on accident and now has become obsessed with me (YAY! I have a fan).

Well to start with I work as a Tax Analyst. What’s that? Well I sit in a cubical and comb over instructions, forms, and tax research and then turn that newfound knowledge into a program that becomes part of a bigger program that accountants buy to prepare their tax returns on. Sounds boring I know, but what can I say taxes have always interested me. Our government would not function without money and a major way they get that money is through taxes. Taxes can even be used to encourage people to take a particular course of action, influence business decisions, and encourage people and businesses to move to an area. There is a lot of power to be wield there and it can be wielded relatively peacefully.

What else… I’m a gamer at heart. Board games, video games, card games, and roleplaying games… I play them all. I’m really enjoying the game my cousin, Marc, is running right now. It’s The Fast and The Furious meets a werewolf horror flick. We’ve been playing it for a few sessions now, and it’s been engaging and a real hoot to play. I’m also getting ready to play in a new D&D mini campaign that my friend Tom will be running. I’m going back to my first D&D class… and really the class that I always felt defined me as a person, the bard. Wizards has posted a preview to the 4E bard and I just had to play it.

I’m working on a couple campaigns of my own. I told Marc that I’d be willing to run a superhero campaign. That was about 6 months ago, so of course I’m just now getting really into it. I’ve got some ideas and a basic progression for a plot point, but I really need to put more work into. I also have been really jazzed about Promethean: The Created again. I’ve talked to my brother, Kyle, and asked him if I could pretty please run him through a game of that. I had originally asked him to play and D&D campaign, but I just couldn’t get the world details to work in my head. He sounds interested and suggested an carnival/circus that his character had attached himself to. I came back with the idea for a campaign set in the 1930s starting in a traveling carnival. I hope to post more on that as I develop it more.

I have to say I’m amazed you made it this far. I’ll leave it at this for now. After all I have to save some mysteries about myself for future blog posts… if I remember to do them. Until then!

Darren