Square Peg ● Round Hole







Yesterday was full of unexpected situations. The only steady point was when I took Bailey to see these amazing giants, that were constructed by a famous artist, currently in residence at a nearby forest. After that, you could say that the day morphed into an episode of The Twilight Zone.

First, there was the call from Mom’s caregiver where she shared that my mother was dizzy and feeling nauseous. The surprise was when it was revealed that she wants to go to the ER in an ambulance. Let’s just say that she is against inviting the form of transportation that would bring attention to her. So, I told her caregiver to call 911, bring her medicine/purse, and I would meet the ambulance and her at the hospital. As I darted around the house, taking the dogs, letting Bailey know what was going on, I started to call my spouse, but my phone rang with the caller ID revealing it was the caregiver. She informed me that Mom felt better and didn’t want to go to the ER. It seems that her hearing aids were part of the problem and once they were removed, she was feeling better. Christ. On. A. Cracker.

Periodically, I checked in with her as did my sister. Because it scared her, the anxiety and panic she felt has manifested physically as she is exhausted. Hopefully, today, those issues have passed, but since her caregiver is on vacation the rest of the week, Nurse Nightinhell (Me) is currently on deck.

As I settled in last night, exhaling over the issues of the day, a text came in from someone that I have the honor of working for. She asked if I could chat for a bit. I knew something was up as it was late in the evening. My phone rang and she informed me she is no longer working for our mutual publication. I was floored. Working with this individual has made me a better writer. She trusts me and in turn, I work my ass off for her. But, with any sort of change, I thanked her for all she has done for me and hung up the phone feeling confused.

The day left me a little unsettled. I am not sure about my work future nor am I clear on my mother’s health status. All I know is that change usual brings a great deal of learning opportunities for me. I guess I need to remember that I am teachable. That every situation brings something to the table. At this point, my table looks like a hoarder’s nightmare.