Mood: A bit down
Listening to: WInd blowing, computer whining
Friday, 3.50 am
Thinking seriously about another cup of tea and maybe a bowl of chippies.....
Have had two nights unbroken sleep but back to normal tonight. Maybe the wine at teatime would be to blame? Maybe that its been one of those days at work. Maybe because Pip was such a bitch yesterday. Maybe the wind has unsettled me. Maybe the day ended in y.
Rachel is just the same - critical, still in an induced coma, fairly stable, in ICU at Wellington hospital. It's a week today, seems like years. Is it good that she's still the same? At least she's no worse.... how long can you stay in a coma like that? They have done some things to her: taken a bit off the top of her skull to relieve the pressure, done some plastic surgery or skin graft or something on her ruined ear, there is talk of neurological tests but we don't know any results yet. Her internal organs are apparently showing some signs of healing, I guess youth is helping there too, but its the brain that is the biggie, and nobody is mentioning awful possibilities out loud but we're all thinking them. I'm talking about us girls at work here, not her family. They are all still down there naturally, but we text or phone two or three times a day.
Cracks are beginning to appear in our happy little band - just when you think one situation is resolved, another one appears. Long story, but we had the no speak thing, the bossy thing, then the card thing, the gossipy customer thing, the strangers in the shop thing.....What next? Have shifted the focus by throwing Bin's forthcoming nuptials into the limelight - we are "doing" something next Friday after work, and plotting what to do to her on her last day before she goes on leave. We also have Jen's birthday, Gary's birthday and Gary and Helen's wedding anniversary within the next 10 days. As if they will be wanting to celebrate.
The big boys are going away on a Venturer thing this weekend and I am working Saturday, so that leaves Brent and Duncs to each other's company. Brent is on call so I hope he doesn't get too many callouts!
Going to an underwear party tomorrow night - no, not a naughty one with "toys" (although that has been suggested for Binnies hen night), I'd die of embarrassment at one of those - its Intimo stuff, horrifically expensive but quite nice.... I know I will spend when I shouldn't, but I can't not go. Amanda said she'd come if I went so that's two bums on seats for Kay.
Right, save and sign out,
Jaybee
