On Thursday last week we celebrated my boss's 30th service anniversary. We planned a surprise "This is your work life" party with cake. We read 30 historical details and fun memories of him and the place we work in. As each fact/story was read, we presented him with a balloon. At the end he stood there holding every balloon with a huge grin on his face. I took some good pictures of the event but they were for him. However the next morning when I went into the office, I was much amused by the ethereal migration of the balloons from his office as they lost their air pressure overnight..
Having spent 4 hours in the emergency room last night with Dick, I am grateful that we have health insurance. It all started with a phone call from Dick saying he had fallen off his bicycle on his way home from work, and would I come and collect him as he was a 'bit banged up'? I rushed there and the first thing I saw was that I could hardly see his eyes- he was having a severe allergic reaction to something that was manifesting itself in his sinuses. All he could remember was having a huge sneezing fit after he 'woke up' having fell off his bike. 'Woke up'?? He couldn't remember hitting his head, although the scrape on the right side of his forehead showed he'd definitely banged his head. His first concern, naturally, was that the bike and his laptop were ok. However, we did not hang around to check them over, we just loaded them into the car- after he taken an anti-histamine that I always keep in my bag. For Dick to say he is hurting is unusual enough,...
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