The new year has been, shall we say, interesting, so far. If this past week is to be a sign of what is to come, I'd much rather crawl back into bed and wait for 2010 to arrive! LOL
January 1st was uneventful and pleasant. We had Mark's sister, Wendy, over for dinner and spent an enjoyable afternoon chatting and laughing.
On Friday, January 2nd, the story begins. Mark and I went in to town to do some shopping and to purchase a new bed for the father-in-law. When he moved in with us 3 years ago, we converted our living room to a bedroom for him, and he was sleeping on the couch-bed, which was not very comfortable. It was time for a "real" bed. We went to the furniture store and chose a bed that would be delivered on Monday morning...the story would continue on Monday evening.
On Saturday I went to work and the Library and on Sunday, Mark helped me to take down the Christmas decorations. It's amazing how quickly they come down with 2 people doing it. "Thanks, Honey!" (I'll expect the same help next year! LOL)
Monday morning arrived and about 10:00 a.m., Dad's new bed arrived. The delivery guys set it up and took away the old couch-bed. Dad seemed to be quite happy about the whole thing. :) That afternoon, I went to work to clean up the Town Hall and when Mark picked me up after work, he informed me that he had bad news. Dad had fallen out of his new bed and hurt his leg!
It seems that he was so used to the arms of the couch protecting him, he forgot that they weren't there and rolled over on his back in his sleep, right onto the floor!
I got home and Dad was sitting at the table (Mark had used a sit-down walker to get him to the table as Dad couldn't walk at this point.) After taking a look at his leg, his knee was swollen and bluish, I asked if he wanted to go to emergency then, or wait until morning. (We live in an area where there is no X-ray tech available at night except on a call-in basis). Dad sad he would wait until the next day. But, given his medical history (heart attack and a previous injury to that knee) Mark suggested that I call the emerg. dept. and get advice from them.
I called the emerg. and was given an 800 number to call a 24 hour medical hotline for assistance. After explaining the situation, it was advised that Dad go to hospital. An ambulance was called as there was no way Mark and I could carry Dad into the Jeep.
Mark and I arrived at the hospital shortly after the ambulance got there and after a while, the doctor on call did call in the X-ray tech and x-rays were taken. Fortunately, no bones were broken, but he was in a lot of pain.
Dad spent the night in emergency and the next morning, Tuesday, he was brought home by ambulance as we couldn't get him home in the Jeep.For the past week, Dad has been getting around by sitting on the walker and using his good leg to push himself, or one of us pushing him around to get to the table, bathroom, etc. Hopefully he starts to walk again soon, else his leg will become too stiff to move!
Tuesday was an uneventful day, except for Mark and I running around after a very demanding patient (Dad).
On Wednesday afternoon, I had to work at the Library. Everyone knows that the library is a nice safe place to be, right? Well, not if you're me! LOL
It was time to take down the decorations at the library. I took everything down on the main floor, and then one of our volunteers came in to help with the upstairs. All of the decorations were removed without incident and packed away in their containers. Our volunteer went home, and later on, I remembered that there was still some decorations hanging on the windows, behind the blinds. I successfully removed a Santa from one window and went to remove another from the front window. I pulled on the cord to open the blind and...the blind came crashing down, just missing my head! EEK! the fixture at the top of the window had snapped off, so now, we have no blind on that window. LOL At least I did get the Santa decorations down. ~~grins~~
Thursday was a fine day, with no incidents and yesterday was another weird day.
I went up to the Town Hall to clean again and all was well. I only had about 15 minutes left in my shift and all was going according to schedule, until it came time to clean the toilet. I sprayed the disinfectant on the tank and began to wash it down. I cleaned around the little screw under the tank and water began to gush out of the tank onto the floor! It was like a mini Niagara Falls! Within seconds, the bathroom floor was a swimming pool! I tried to fidget with the screw, but no way was that water stopping! What to do? Then I remembered Mike Holmes
from the show Holmes on Homes. I love that guy!
I looked at the toilet pipes, and there was a water shut-off handle thingy. I turned that and closed the water supply. ~~yayy me!~~ I then flushed the toilet to get the remaining water out of the tank and put a cup under the leak to catch any remaining water. After cleaning up the mess, I called the Town Foreman at home and left a message on his machine about what had happened, stuck an "Out of Order" sign on the toilet and went on to finish my shift. I hope the toilet gets fixed before Monday morning, else the girls will be running across the road to the restaurant to piddle.
So, that is how 2009 has begun for me. On looking back on this, it seems that Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays are the days that I should stay in bed with a good book and a box of chocolates and hibernate. LOL

