Here is a recap of some of the things I experienced last week.
I nearly stepped on a scorpion ~ barefoot! It was in my bathtub. I had never seen a scorpion in “real life” before. Where did it come from, I mean, how did it get in my bathtub? Do they come up through the drain? A few months ago, my boyfriend got stung by one in his backyard. It got inside of his glove while he was moving tree trunks. He was pretty calm about it, but I cannot say the same for me. I kept urging him to go to the doctor, but he was sure he would be fine. He said it made his hand go numb for a while, and the exact spot where it stung him was sore and swollen for days. Other than that, he had no other reaction to it. I wouldn't have taken any chances. I kept thinking of what might have happened if it had stung me on the bottom of my barefoot...ouch! Since I am allergic to some type of ground bee or wasp, I don't think I would have done very well with a scorpion sting.

I went to the doctor for my annual visit. I was called to go to a room quickly, but that was just a façade. Once I got in the room, it was 45 minutes before the doctor came in. Now take in mind, I am sitting on a table/bench (whatever it is called), half naked (well really more than half naked ~ I was completely naked with just a paper sheet covering me from the waist down and a paper tshirt-open in front…uggghhh!) Ok, enough of the visuals. Anyhow, I don’t even sit around naked in my own house, so you have to know my comfort level in this situation was not good. Besides that, I am extremely modest. Back to my original thought… 45 minutes! I was getting restless and I kept trying to imagine I was somewhere, anywhere other than there. I started thinking, he would not see me if I were 45 minutes late (Not that he is mean, but he stays completely booked everyday), he would say I missed the appointment and I would probably still be charged for it. (You know so many doctors now are completely booked that if you don’t call at least 24 hours in advance for a cancellation, you still have to pay for the visit). Then I was thinking, I wish I could start charging him for every minute he was late (it may even pay for my visit). After all, I was missing work to do this. This appointment was scheduled a year in advance, so I couldn’t just leave. I didn’t want to reschedule for another time, it would have probably been months before they could get me in again. Plus, I just wanted to get it over with. Then the doctor, who is a very nice man, comes in the room “Hey baby, sorry to keep you waiting…I had two deliveries”. Well, I can’t really say much to that, because we all know that when it’s time, it’s time, and that it is his job to be there when it's time. So, I just replied jokingly “what, they couldn’t wait” and laughed. (If you cannot tell by our conversation, he is an OB/GYN). Total time spent there, 1 hour and 15 minutes (total exam time 5 minutes). I guess it could have been worse.

Friday night, I had just picked up some beer and hot wings to take home. As I am driving down Highway 280 going home, I heard a thump, my battery light went on and I started losing power in my car. I was able to pull over to the striped lane next to the median (the lane that becomes a turn lane) before I lost all of my power steering. Great, stuck on the middle of the highway! I called my boyfriend, and he got in his truck immediately to come get me. As I was sitting there, talking to him, a policeman pulled up in the lane next to me in the traffic. He stopped at the stop light behind the other cars and did not pull over to find out if I needed help. Hmmm, wonder if he could tell I was in trouble since I had my emergency flashers flashing? That infuriated my boyfriend, he told me to honk to get his attention, but by then he was already gone once the light turned green. About 4 minutes later, a policeman pulled up next to me with the bright blue strobing lights and one came up behind me. All of the sudden I was the center of attention, much to my relief and my boyfriend’s. As I stepped out of my car, the first policeman said “are you all right?” I replied “well, no, not really”, and started telling him what happened with my car. After I popped the hood of my car, the two policeman confirmed that my drive belt was shredded. About this time, my boyfriend came up and the policeman said they would call a wrecker for me, as I wasn’t going anywhere with this type of problem. The two policemen were top notch. They stayed with me, one in front and one in back of my car, with their lights flashing until the wrecker came.

My poor little car got loaded on the wrecker, my boyfriend and I followed it to the garage, where I had to leave it . The one and only funny thing happened when we went to the garage the next day to pick up the car. The shop did a vehicle inspection and had a long list of recommendations of other things needed to be done. The mechanic says, "it is all just basic maintenance"…oh fun! As the shop guy was going over this in detail with the estimated costs, my boyfriend's eyes were watering worse and worse, due to a bad cold he has right now. Afterwards, we laughed wondering if the shop guy thought he was crying! Including the wrecker and the work done, $285 later, I have my car back. I guess I will put it back in the shop in a few weeks to have some of the other work done :(
One of the things I have always said…. “Everyone needs to be their own doctor, lawyer and mechanic”. Above, I give two out of three reasons for saying that ~ both happened to me in just one week. Thank goodness I didn't need a lawyer this week!
I am just positive this new week will be better! Hope all of yours' is too.