A Week to Remember

The week started off rather mundanely as I enjoyed an afternoon off from work on Sunday and a full day off on Monday.  Rather humorously, I took one of the new muscle relaxers the doctor prescribed, and it knocked me out.  Good thing I took it Sunday afternoon and not while I was at work.  I ended up taking a full three-hour nap.  Wow!  The new "pain pill" is supposed to be milder than the previous batch of pills I had been prescribed.  Anyway, I won't be taking any more of them for a long while.  On Monday's day off, I donated blood at Carter Blood Care and promptly signed up for my next appointment on Monday, July 2nd.  For the next time, I plan on donating platelets instead of whole blood.  My "juicy" blood, as the doctor described it, will be more effective and life-saving if I donate either plasma or platelets.  The only drawback is the procedure takes several hours.  At least it will be performed on a day off when I don't have any pressing obligations or scheduled appointments.  Today (Wednesday) the bagel shop had a corporate visit.  The whole ordeal was nothing I thought it would be.  Instead of getting scrutinized about my job and the subsequent duties, the visiting executives asked how they could be of service.  What a stark change of perspective and expectations.  I voiced a few suggestions, and the people involved took heed by taking notes.  Again, I was impressed.  Today also marked the last day of one of my co-workers as she is resigning to pursue other endeavors.  I was sad as I felt I was losing more than simply a co-worker.  It was more like I was losing a little sister.  We always had so much fun working together, laughing and joking around with each other.  Of course I pray many blessings on her as she moves on in life.  In reflection, I must say this is part and parcel of the progress in each day's journey.  I must cherish the memories, hiding them in my heart and soul, and move on myself.  I capped off the exhausting day with a pipe.  Life is good!

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