Well, firstly, I have some great news!!!!
I’ve got my business site up! It still needs a few tweeks, but it’s up and live!
I went with Wix over WordPress because the free version of Wix provides so many tools that I’m going to need to implement later down the line. Right now I’m doing readings by e-mail, and locally (cash, check, or money order at the moment until I finally get approval for the Paypal reader). But I hope to expand by the end of the year into doing them via Skype as well. I do plan to pay for a premium account down the line, but for now the free one has everything that I need or could possibly need. Upgrading to a Business Paypal was also a big help, since fees now come out of each transaction rather than in one bulk every month (that’s how they USED to do it). This is so helpful for starting out!
Some of my old co-workers are giving me tips and stuff all the time on Facebook as well, so it’s been a very nice experience all around thus far. The site even has a blog, which I plan to use for announcements and educational articles for both readers and potential clients. I want to make the site an interactive experience.
Anyway, I was able to get that up this week, as well as print out some business cards to get me started! I’m so excited but also nervous at the same time!
So, that’s the good stuff…. Now for my husband.
Oh my dear, sweet, loving, intelligent husband…. Is an idiot. Sometimes.
Last night, we spent about 4 hours or so in the ER because he wasn’t careful.
He was trying to strip the copper out of an old vacuum cleaner motor and the blade he was using slipped. Wrong move – He wasn’t working on the desk, he was doing this in his lap. With a box cutter. I took one look at it when he asked for the first aid tape and was like “Lol NOPE! We’re going to the hospital!” So I get my mom to watch the kid as I’m getting dressed, and we take off. That’s at 6PM. I can get him there faster than it would take for an ambulance to get to our house. Just sayin. So we get to the ER. Signed in. And we wait for AN HOUR. Mind you, husband had sliced open his leg, so I’m sittin there like “jfc I’m gonna end up a widow before the night’s up!”
Well, mom calls me. She can’t handle my son after all, so I have to leave husband at the hospital, drive back across town, re-install the car seat (we’d had to take it out during the last car broke down fiasco, and I hadn’t gotten around to putting it back in yet), pack a diaper bag, change his diaper and clothes (a footie pajama, because I was NOT about to hunt down and deal with his socks and shoes), toss in the stroller and off I went. That’s about 10 minutes. Because all of this had started right when I’d gone in the kitchen to make my son’s dinner, he’s super hungry. We swing by Burger King (because there was no line in the drive thru) and get him some dinner and off we go. I get BACK to the hospital ER waiting room – husband is STILL WAITING. But thankfully alive. We are now at the 1.5 hour mark. Ten minutes in the waiting room still, and we get called back. Triage, vitals, all that stuff. Then off to a room – or so we thought. Turns out the room already has someone in it, and there’s no other rooms. So, we get shoved into a side room to wait for one. We’re there another 10 minutes, and then we get a room.
Doctor comes in at the 2 hour mark. Says he’s getting a tetanus shot and then they’ll sew him up. Doctor doesn’t even bother to look at the wound. NOBODY HAS SEEN THE WOUND YET THIS ENTIRE TIME. An hour later, nurse comes in with the shot. Doctor is still nowhere in sight. Nurse comes by at the 3.5 hour mark with discharge papers and prescription. Husband STILL NOT SEWN UP. STILL NO ONE HAS LOOKED AT HIS LEG.
Son’s getting super fussy. He’s well past his bed time by now. Mom’s gotta leave for work in an hour. I’m already getting the “omg” texts and calls from her, getting nervous about not having the car back yet ON TOP OF WORRIED ABOUT MY HUSBAND.
Nurse is PISSED on our behalf. She was told that my husband was ready to do BY THE DOCTOR HIMSELF. So she tracks down the doctor, who’s about to leave. She reams him. Especially when we told her the doctor didn’t even bother to look at my husband, let alone his leg. So she finds out from the doctor “I’ve been too busy to get the nurse practitioners.” So the nurse went on a mission to round up some troops. I can hear her in our room, she’s livid. Screaming at people that if they didn’t care about the patient, care about the fact that if he’d bled out I’d get them all fired. I mean, she’s pulling out all the stops to get someone in there to deal with my husband’s leg.
At the 3 hour 45min mark, the nurse comes back and she’s got the BEST nurse practitioner on the shift (i’ve dealt with her personally many times. She’s FANTASTIC!) Turns out SHE was off the clock on break, but when she found out what had happened she CLOCKED BACK IN and came right to us. Husband’s leg was cleaned, sewn up, and properly dealt with. Afterwards both she and the nurse, Marta, went and reamed the ENTIRE DEPARTMENT.
Turns out we were put in an area where they shove patients and routinely forget about them. The rooms right between “gotta deal with these fast” and “these came in by ambulance”. We were in that section – the “they need to be dealt with but eh, whatever” section.
At the 4 hour mark we were walking out of the hospital. People were giving us dirty looks all through the ER department. I finally got pissed and snapped at one guy “If you assholes had bothered to just look at the damn leg, ya’ll wouldn’t have got screamed at!”
We got home in time for mom to go to work. Son went right to sleep when he was put in bed. And husband is alive and well. Not going to play with sharp objects for a bit and he can’t do heavy lifting or risk popping his stitches. The stitches themselves are the kind that have to be removed in 5-7 days. It was a pretty deep gash. Thankfully, no vital blood vessels were hit. No artery nicked, nor a vein. We truly dodged a bullet this time. And now husband knows TO USE THE GODDAMNED DESK NEXT TIME.