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So, I got up today and went to my first job at 7:15 as usual. I got back home a bit early after stopping into the center to get some cash and stuff for my students so I can buy some briefs for my girl (pull ups) and a lock for their lockers there in the center. Not a good idea to leave their stuff unlocked with the amount of "sticky-fingers" they have there. Anyway, get home, settle in for a day of EverQuest and laundry when I get this call from the mother of one of my clients I do home care for. Her husband was taken to Topeka for something to do with his heart, if everything goes well he should be home tomorrow at a decent hour. So, I race to the mall and pick up the car that has the right registration and tags on it and drive like a nut to their house (No, Valen dear I did not speed it just felt nutty). Anyway, get here and here I sit hoping that everything is ok. The mom said it should be late late this evening when she gets home and their son gets home at 3:00 so it should be ok. I just feel so badly for the mom she couldn't run and go like she wanted to because she needed to make certain that she could get me. I mean, what if I had been working? Poor woman would have had to stay home when her thoughts are 54 miles away with her husband. Well, as it is I was there and I feel pretty darned thankful that I was. Man, shopping this weekend non-stop and now this for the start of a week. I am praying that he does well. My girl is so confused here, she knew her mom was upset but instead of being able to just say "what's going on?" she just hugs and instead of her mom being able to explain it to her she gets silence. I am certain that her mom told her there was something going on with dad; but she doesn't really get it, she knows something is going on and that something is not right but still.
Oh well, at least I was able to help, I would have felt awful if I couldn't have helped.