What a day it has been....

First, a free drink to the first person to correctly name the three series that my favorite television writer used the title of this entry as titles for episodes on.

I don't even know where to begin. The situation with the person from work went from bad to worse. The owner called, and well, he no longer works here. This isn't what was supposed to happen. We were trying to get some one we cared about help. I'm still not 100% sure what happened, and we're working to try and get this situation righted. He was the best at his job, and a great guy. Yes, he did have a problem that started recently. It seemed to me to be a cry for help. I'm starting to put more information about this together, but I feel awful about it since I'm the one who ended up making the phone call to the owner.

We were supposed to be able to start work around noon today. Once I land, I find out that there was a lack of communication, and we actually won't be able to get in until after 6pm tonight. This kind of screws up our dinner plans. Once we get there at 6pm and start working, we find out that we're really paying the price for other peoples mistakes from last week. Apparently another network was in town and really pissed off the venue. Several people have been banned from the building as a result, and they are really putting their foot down and making life miserable for everyone. Just what I need today.

I got an email from my mother today telling me that my dad's back is worse now than it was over the weekend. He went for an MRI and found that he has two herniated discs. The Dr. has recommended an epidural block to alleviate the pain while they evaluate other options. My mom sent this via email because she has lost her voice and can't talk. Ever since they retired, they are going downhill fast. I feel bad because I feel I never see them. They're so far away, yet so close. Plus when I visit them, it's never to see them, it's to do something for them -- install a ceiling fan, move a TV, set up a computer.

I've been tired lately. I realized last night that I wasn't able to get a deep breath. I remembered that I have a history of exercise induced asthma, with my big trigger being cold air. I haven't had an attack in years, and don't have an inhaler at home. I was on an early flight this morning so I couldn't do anything about it at home. The last time I got a prescription for an inhaler, I was living in Pittsburgh. I could call that Dr. explain to her my situation and get her to call in a prescription to a pharmacy in the town I'm in now. Unfortunately I don't remember her name. I called C, and she didn't even remember me going to a Dr. there initially, but after prodding remembered, but not her name. C suggested I go to CVS because they have Minute Clinic's in them, and they could probably help. In the end, they were able to help, I got an inhaler and I'm doing much better now.