Lingering

There’s a mistake in the paperwork!  The closing is tomorrow! The clients are here NOW and are bitching to The Boss about my incompetence!  It’s a whole chain of simultaneous sales/purchases, and every one of them is going downhill!  Bank delays! Weather delays! Delays due to illness … delays due to DEATH!

Noooooooooooooo ……………….  !!!!!

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It’s been almost a year, and I still have nightmares about my former life as a real estate paralegal.  Can someone who’s never been in military combat suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder?

Apparently so.

But today is my Remicade infusion, which means I will sleep most of the afternoon.  That should help, right?

Or maybe not.

Maybe I should warn the infusion nurses to ignore any screams they might hear coming from my room.

TGIF.  While I’m sleeping, most of you will be working.  Enjoy your day.

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13 Responses to Lingering

  1. This made me smile. My wife started selling real estate two years ago. Before that, I said stupid things like, “When I retire, I might like to get into real estate.” Now that I’ve watched her for two years, I think “no way!”

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  2. A good friend is real estate agent and she helped me sell two houses and buy two houses. When I had to sell the 2nd house that I’d only lived in a short while, I went to a discount broker (I think I paid him 2%!) because I knew her fees would be higher than the amount the home appreciated and cash conservation was paramount. When I tried to explain to her why I did what I did, she turned from Dr. Jeckell into Mr. Hyde – she totally morphed into super bitch. This move to a new city was going to be incredibly difficult for me emotionally in the best circumstances, but she yelled at me so much, I was in tears. That was 12 years ago and we have managed to smooth things over, but our friendship has never been the same. And I will never recommend her to anybody or give her any referrals.

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  3. AmyRose🌹 says:

    PTSD can be experienced by anyone who has had a traumatic experience in the past. Military personnel are not the only ones who have PTSD. There are mornings I wake up with real dread in my stomach all from the “waking nightmare” of taking care of those who I love who I see gradually declining, due to age and to illness. I literally have to talk myself into moving out of fear and into CALM. You have my empathies, believe me!! Good luck this afternoon. I have every intention of going to my fav park with my camera to enjoy this beautiful day. I will do my best to avoid peeps as much as possible unless of course they radiate stars and hearts and LOVE. I am also keeping fingers crossed that somehow you can get your camera repaired so we can go shooting tougher. (smile)

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  4. markbialczak says:

    May you feel better all the way around. Have a good weekend, CM.

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  5. Any infusion that bring on sleep is a good one!

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    • That’s my theory. That’s why I decided to continue to let them give me Benadryl along with the Remicade, even though I drive myself to the appointments. I usually sleep off the Benadryl before I have to drive back home, and it’s not a long drive anyway.

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  6. Tippy Gnu says:

    I’m retired, but still have PTSD from all of my previous jobs. Sometimes I wake up in a sweat because I couldn’t scrub all the shit from a toilet. Or my push broom keeps adding dirt to a floor, rather than sweeping it away. Or the post office has mail coming out the windows, and I can’t find the keys to my mail truck. Jobs cause PTSD and are bad for people. And I just heard that unemployment is at its lowest level in 49 years, and Trump is taking credit. Figures. I knew that man was totally evil.

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