Thursday, November 09, 2006

October = Bad Month!

I'm just gonna come right out and say it: October sucked! My maternal grandmother passed away in mid-October. She was 98, and hadn't had the best time over the last couple years. That really wasn't too bad. Everyone felt she was better off, and no longer in pain, etc. However. The following Thursday, I get a call from my mother. I'm at Henry's Happy Hour with co-workers. Mom tells me that my little sister J. is in the hospital undergoing emergency surgery for an ectopic pregnancy (which is doctor-speak for a tubal pregnancy). Seems, even though she was ON THE PILL (she's married with a beautiful 2 year-old girl, BTW), she got pregnant and it implanted in one of her fallopian tubes. She did not know about the pregnancy. The tube eventually burst, and she lost over 3 pints of blood into her abdominal cavity. Had to have an ambulance rush her to the hospital. They operated, and had to put 5 units of blood back into her.

She almost didn't make it.

I've never been so freaked out in my life! I was ready to run home, pack a bag and make the drive over to Bend, work and dog sitting for a friend be damned. But everyone in the family told me not to go. She made it through okay, and called me from home that Saturday. She's still not 100%, thanks to the grievous blood loss, but she's getting around, and is able to take care of my niece okay. I'm headed over there this weekend, as my brother-in-law is out of town. Figured I could help out and keep them both company. And besides, my niece Lanie is so cute...

Sunday, October 22, 2006

First post...

So. It's my first, and I'm struck by the fact that I really have nothing interesting to say. Those of you who don't know me (or at least not well) may be wondering about my blog title "I Call Shotgun on the Hell Express". Well...I figure if I'm going to Hell, be it from my current actions or from previous transgressions (of which there are many), I may as well enjoy the ride! Since I'm not religious, the entire connotation of "Hell" doesn't really mean as much as it would to someone who is, but it's the thought that counts, right? Or maybe not. I really don't know. Or care, to tell you the truth. It's all a state of mind. Or...yeah.

It's not that I'm a bad person, mind you. I'm really a great guy. Ask anyone. Seriously. But. Yes, there's always a 'but' isn't there? I know, it's played out. The whole 'but' concept is tired. However, in this case, a 'but' is well-deserved. I think. So, back the my 'but' (no, not THAT butt you pervert!). BUT, I've done things that would probably qualify for a one-way ticket on the Hell Express. I have a good friend who claims she is driving said Hell Express, so I figure I may as well call 'shotgun' and enjoy the trip! Anyone else have a ticket yet? I hear it's always warm, the parties are off the hook, and the cocktails are incredible...CHEERS!