Plumbing

Six days without hot water.  I think my building manager is sleeping with the plumber because this happens once a month.    Otherwise what else explains a chronic hot water outage in 2013 America? Hello third world countries….WE ARE JOINING YOU VERY SOON.

[TMI ALERT: Inappropriate personal anecdote approaching] In other plumbing news…I experienced an ordeal this weekend.   I have struggled with IBS before. This was not that problem. I guess it’s all or nothing.  So my mom told me to go to the ER and I thought, “Hey, that’s a new and interesting way to spend a Sunday afternoon.”  My mom is good at telling me when to panic.

So, I went to Kaiser, a place that employs an amazing number of kind and caring black ladies, many who have fantastic nail designs and all who refer to me as “Honey.”

Can we talk about this experience?  YES WE CAN. First of all, I didn’t tell anyone because…it’s just not the kind of thing you want to tweet about. (But I will blog about it). But I didn’t even pick up the phone.  When the guy I’m dating called I was, “Hey…” as if I was home lounging around and not about to get an enema from an incredibly kind Young Filipino Man. Then my phone died mid-casual lie and when I tried to go to my car to recharge it the security guy was like, “Uh, you checked into the ER…WE OWN YOU NOW.”  (I eventually came clean).  What I learned is that Hospitals are a little like prisons, but this was a nice relatively nice place, with lots of hot firemen and paramedics running around,  I even ran into a guy I know who talked to me for an hour about salsa dancing.
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Later Young Filipino Guy walked me out and I gave him a hug.

Anyone who talks to me about my bowel movements has already entered my inner-circle.  When I left I gave him a hug.

Just for today, I can write about my challenges.