Diary of a Crossing Guard, power of positive thinking edition


It's going to be 74 today here in balmy north central Texas. So despite the 48-degree temps this morning with drizzling rain and gusty winds, one dad is ready for later: new convertible, top down. Winter, perhaps, is only a frame of mind.

Diary of a Crossing Guard, Day ???

I would rather melt through a thousand Augusts than freeze my tutkus off through 1 windy and frigid December day. I am going to need warmer EVERYTHING than I currently own if I'm going to make it through the winter and the brutal winds of my crosswalk.

John Wesley's Covenant Prayer

I felt inspired to set John Wesley's Covenant Prayer to this awesome (creative commons licensed) picture this morning...now, it's not just in my heart, it's shared with all of you! <3 span=""> Have a blessed day!



Changes...They Are A'Comin'!

Warning: vague-booking ahead!

I've had an opportunity on my heart for a while now that would represent a fairly significant life/work change. My brain and heart have battled out this scenario ad nauseum. Today, I "took the plunge" and put out my feelers in a semi-official way. I expected to have days or even weeks go by without getting a response. "Ding!" I had a reply email in under an hour.

I'm not ready to share details yet...need to see how it goes first, and ensure I'm resolute in this decision. But along the way, I sure could use your prayers and well wishes! Thank you!

The Sickies Have Invaded!

I have a super power: going to the doctor for one reason and getting a diagnosis far different.

This morning, I had a 3-month followup at the neuro to check progress on my migraine and trigeminal neuralgia issues. *That* part went well, with only a minor medication change - upping my gabapentin from 3 to 4 times a day.

However, the NP who saw me didn't like my cough. She ordered me to go straight to my PCP, do not pass Go, do not collect $200. Unfortunately, said PCP was overrun with appointments and her next available was a week away. So off to urgent care I went.

With white blood count results sky high and terrible chest xray images, I was the lucky recipient of a double pneumonia diagnosis and had 5 lovely prescriptions foisted upon me. Could have been worse; I managed to talk my way out of being sent to the hospital. Tomorrow, however, I retest. If my WBC hasn't dropped or my lungs haven't shown any improvement, she wants me admitted. In the meantime, water and nebulizer and rest.

Huge thank you to TracieandMickey Bramlett who kept the kiddos while 1 doctor appointment morphed into 2, and toChris D Aller for taking the kids off my hands for the next few days.

If you're a GS parent, you'll soon receive a message canceling tomorrow's meeting. If you're a client, look for an email rearranging my editorial calendar for the week. If you're a crosswalk parent, I'll see you in a few days. And if you're a Sonic employee, how do you feel about making deliveries? ðŸ˜˜

Having stocked up on soup and my comfort foods, I'm now headed to pick up my newly finished prescriptions then crawl into bed. This, too, shall pass.