If you didn’t already know, my mom had a seizure. I know, I keep telling you guys this, but someone may not be aware of it. And if you aren’t, you also don’t know that I freaked out (for good reason) and I made my mom go to the hospital.
Three days and no answers later, we escaped. And my little episode cost us $12,000.
Well, we don’t have the money.
Mom just got a letter today that said it’s going into collections. That’s all fine and dandy, but if they expect this to scare us into paying them, their little trick didn’t work. We don’t have the money, plain and simple.
Aside from that, I went back to work on Tuesday. Everyone was happy I was back, especially T, the girl who burned my foot. Eh, it was an accident, I don’t blame her (too much). I worked again on Thursday with a new guy (well, he’s new to me), who was also trained by T, so we worked well together.
That’s all for today. It’s a short one (that’s good, right?). Talk to you guys next week!