My sister
told me through SMS the other day that my mom was to undergo an
operation. She wasn't in top shape when I went home during the weekend.
She couldn't get up and she was vomitting. So I asked my sister what my
mom was going to have an operation for. All she could tell me was that
she didn't know and that the doctors were going to do an "exploratory"
surgery to find out what's wrong with her. How medieval was that?! I
guess deep into the heart of the second season of Grey's Anatomy,
I'd think that they would've probably done a CT scan or an MRI first
before opening my mom up right?! Anyway, my sister texts me back in the
evening that my mom's operation was done and they were taking her into
recovery as she was texting me. Apparently, my mom burst her appendix
and that was that.
I would've went
to visit her at the hospital this morning if it wasn't for this project
I am currently working on. I honestly think that it's too tight a
deadline. But then that's what you get when you drop the price down to
where the client would like for them to award you the said project and
then they'd have you do everything and demand stuff from you like
they're shelling über big
bucks for the whole thing. But them I'm not really in a position to
complain. I got myself into this rut voluntarily. Being careful not to
mention any names of people and companies involved. We wouldn't want to
get into another "mess" with the corporate world. We'd never know who
might be reading this blog. But then again, I DON'T CARE. To all my
real friends, y'all know who you are. :)
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