one of those weeks

and so I guess it has come down to being one of those weeks. Almost like a regular week of ups and downs, and yet not. Here's the happenings from the week...

* Was soo lucky to get the day off today. I found out that I was being replaced and I had the day to catch up on work! Mind you there were a few things that cropped up unexpectantly, but still a day to do my own work was sooooo good!!

* Tuesday night came home, just knowing that I was in the beginning stages of getting sick.

* Wednesday - went to school anyway. But didn't stay for a PD session, decided that rest at home was best. Had trouble sleeping and was awake from 4:30am..

* Thursday - went to school still feeling sick, but knowing that the kids had 2 hours of specialists made it an easy decision. Had a long meeting after school, came home tired and feeling like I should go in to school Friday, but also that I should stay home to get better.

Dad was meant to go into hospital today to get some tests done on his lungs. There is a slight chance he might have TB - but they didn't read that on the report at the hospital. Instead they took him into the theatre, hooked him up to an IV and then decided not to follow through with the tests and wait til next week when they have an isolation room available. They then made him wear a bright orange mask to make his way out of the hospital. Maybe next time they will read their reports before getting people that far along!! Mum was not happy...and especially when everyone pysch's themselves up for such a procedure. So now we still have to wait and worry about the tests and the results too.

*Friday - I ended up deciding to stay home to rest. Went to the doctors to find out that I had a viral infection, and that I should get over it without antibiotics. My old doctor would have given me antibiotics, so I don't know whether that is a good or bad thing.

Today Mum also had to go and meet with an agency to find Nan a nursing home. She is in a hostel at the moment that isn't providing the amount of care that we expected. And now Nan is classed as high-care, and the hostel want her to go into a different section for people with memory loss. The only trouble with that is that it is morbid surroundings...noone speaks, nothing happens, and they are locked up behind closed doors. The main section is depressing enough. There have been a few issues over the past few years, and Mum has always wondered whether she should move her, so now her decision was practically made for her! So hopefully a new location will provide more appropriate care and surroundings.

Until later...happy scrapping!