This Saturday I had to work. It went from bad to worse… I had to deal with patients with seeping sores, coughing up tons of mucus, contagious diarrhea, a patient going unconscious. And finally I had one ring his call light and complain of a headache. Just then he belched and had projectile vomit! By the time the day was done I didn’t know if I wanted to scream or cry.
Every Saturday that I work, my husband drops me off and picks me up and we have “Date Day!” Usually that just means we head to a cheap lunch establishment and then he takes me to a specialty shoppe of my choice. I REALLY wanted to just go home, shower and lay down.. but when I saw him so excited to see me while walking out, I pretended all was well. He took me into a shoppe and lo and behold I found this AIRE-dorable Airedale mug made by a British company. I picked it up and all the day’s troubles seemed to fade.
This morning was lazy Sunday breakfast and as usual. I made some local roasted coffee and Challah french toast.
*The best part of waking up… is Airedales on my cup! 😀
Please note to read that while humming the jingle to the Folgers commerial in your head lol