Middle Aged Journeying

Well, well, well. So what's happened over last weekend at my former employer, you ask? Glad to assist you with an answer! It seems Tyson's CFO, John R. Tyson, great-grandson of the company's found, 32, decided to get drunk and enter the wrong house late Saturday night/early Sunday morning, then climb into bed and fall asleep (read - passed out drunker than a booby owl). The home owner found him, called police, and he was subsequently arrested and charged with public intoxication and criminal trespass. Now, should anyone OTHER than a Tyson family member have something like this happen to them, the company immediately fires them. Oh, excuse me, "terminates their employment." I remember several years ago here in town right near the plant, a supervisor we all liked got stopped for drunk driving and arrested on a Sunday evening. He was fired - ooops, "terminated" - before first shift even started Monday morning. But, seeing as how this is a FAMILY MEMBER and ...

 As I'm no longer a "top dasher," making any money today was almost a bust. $24...woohoo. I need to try up in Green Forest, where the plant is, tomorrow and see how that does me. No midrange restaurants there, just a diner that closes early, a gas station with a bunch of food type things (chicken, tacos, etc.), and a small handful of low-midrange restaurants. I can give it a whirl for a few hours and see what happens. Worst that happens is the nothing I'm doing now and I come back to home base to make SOMETHING. On the other hand, come Saturday,  I start a new 3/4 time job at a local gas station. It's pretty regular and will at least keep the rent paid and the credit cards paid that all the bills are going on right now. Going to be a bit tight for a while till I can get back to top dasher status, which will be hard with only two days a week off anymore, and working till close every night. By the time the gas station closes, all the restaurants are done too, except...

  Well, that darned bug has got me still kinda out of it. The hospital didn't do much of anything for me Friday afternoon when I was there in the ER. Blew out veins THREE times trying to start an IV. I've got the bruises to prove it. Only used the thing to put in the contrast for the CT scan and some medication after the scan. I'm dehydrated and they didn't hang a saline drip. The one paramedic in training on a clinical rotation came in with one after they'd already started discharge paperwork, so I just refused it because why bother? Had so much pain and bloating and didn't get anything for that. I did get medication for nausea and vomiting, which I wasn't even doing! Also a scrip for same which I didn't fill...because I'm not having that issue! And a scrip for prednisone which I did fill and am taking. It does help some. So does a lot of Tylenol and antacids, and liquids and eating small bits at a time. My blood pressure was popping at stroke/heart...