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June 14, 2008
dklars at 8:56:00 AM MDT Blog about this entry
Overwhelmed
June 14, 2008
Yesterday I was totally overwhelmed at work. I am days and days behind in my charting, firstly. It sucks. I hate having work stacked up that I can't seem to get to. It's annoying, not to mention messing my desk up!
June 23, 2008
Well, I wrote that nine days ago, and haven't been back to finish the entry since then. I did finally catch up on my charting, and get my desk cleaned off. I was in court two days last week, and caught up on all the work I missed those two days relatively quickly on Friday past. This week I'll be in court four days, so I imagine I will have a huge stack of catch up work when I go in on Friday. Thankfully the schedule isn't jammed packed (so far) so Doc and his wife shouldn't have too much trouble while I'm away. It's the phone calls that need returning, the scripts that need renewing, and the paperwork that comes in that is really the mess of it all. The charting is fairly easy to get caught up on, it's all the other little things that add up to one huge conundrum.
The trial is fairly interesting, but :::Wiping brow::: it sure is taxing on the brain to have to pay such close attention to details! I come home wiped out (Of course, the air conditioner not working in my car, and 115ยบF days might be a contributing factor in the feeling of being wiped out!!) and all I really want to do is go to bed for the night. Seriously, I didn't think sitting in a court room all day would be grounds for exhaustion, but that seems to be the case. (Ha! Did you catch all the unintentional legal references in that?) I can't wait to give some details of the case, but I can't say anything at all until we are through with deliberations. We are no where close to deliberating, either.
I enjoy all the people on the jury with me. We laugh a lot, and all get along quite well. There's some comfort in being locked in a room with your peers when it's actually enjoyable and not a royal PITA. The hardest part of this whole ordeal is the driving downtown. I've done quite well, though, and learned which streets are one way, and the escape route home is fairly easy to maneuver. Thank goodness. There's a parking garage for the jurors, and then a shuttle bus picks you up and delivers you to the court house.
It's a bit shocking to see how many homeless people live downtown. Some of them hang out around the courthouse and ask for money. If one is observant, you can see the little hovels they have created while riding the jury bus. A few towels and blankets on the ground in a shady corner. A shopping cart serving as a catch-all to hold all their worldly possessions. Sad, really. How they survive the summer living outdoors in this heat is a mystery.
Hub's sister and husband did end up coming to visit for the day, and we had fun catching up. We all went out to eat for an early dinner later in the day, and then they headed off to Tucson.
MitMarie's house isn't as bad as my mind had let it become. Their house got struck by lightening, and their air conditioner caught fire. There was lots of smoke and water damage. She said it will be up to two months before they can move back in. The entire house has to be rewired. I'm sure she appreciated all your prayers.
So, every other day the situation with Dee and the children changes. Last I heard they ARE moving here. I can't keep up. They asked if we can drive over and get their dogs, but I don't see it in the cards with the way gas prices are hiking up. Besides, we can't drive my van that far (It's getting up there in years. I have an elderly van) and who wants to drive all that way without air conditioning in the heat of the southwestern summer? Not me. Two pit bulls, me and the hub in the cab of a truck doesn't sound at all enjoyable to me. I think this all came about because if she flies the dogs they (the dogs) will have to change flights, and she doesn't want that. They're dogs. They can handle it. So, I have no idea if they are really coming back or not, I'm not going to get my hopes up until they are on the ground in Phoenix. I miss those babies so much!
Today my son leaves for the middle east. I'm going to start getting a care package ready for him, to include presents for his 23rd birthday, which was Friday. He'll have his laptop with him, so hopefully he'll be able to get online every so often and we can write regularly.
I've got to finish getting ready for court!
Quote of the Day:
The trouble with the laws these days is that criminals know their rights better than their wrongs.
~Author Unknown
~Author Unknown
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Wow, I will keep him in my prayers. I will forever think of him as that cute little boy running around the yard and swimming in the pool.
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I feel for you with the legal stuff.....Its as interesting as it is exhausting. Sounds like a big case. I used to hate the big cases....I'd get dizzy from all the information overload. Brain weary but I couldn't sleep because my body had energy to burn. I think brain work where you have to sit all day is the hardest of all....but what you are doing is so important for the American justice system. It may sound corney but it is so true. I'm proud of you!
I know all about downtown homeless too...except here I worry about them surviving Winter. They always find a few decomposing bodies come Spring. Its so sad. With the economy the way it is no one is contributing to the groups that try to help the homeless. I try to help by donating clothing and food. Its about all I can do. Least its something I guess.
BTW...putting the personal blog private temporarily...I'll link you in in a few days...too tired to mess with it now.
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damn AOL .
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You sound exhausted...and I hope you can get some time off from all of this and rest. The heat will truly drain you. However Dee comes to stay...I hope all goes well. Hugs and love,
Joyce
7/8/08 2:16 PM
Hugs,
Nelishia
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