i went to work...

i received a phone call message from my boss on monday that informed all of us that we had a meeting on tuesday and if we could make it she would really appreciate it.

at first, i wasn't gonna go. some of my very good friends were not going and i wasn't sure that i could get through it without them. but then i started thinking..... if i go on tuesday, only half of the staff will be there. maybe i should go so that i don't get totally overwhelmed on the first day of school.

before leaving my house, i puked in the yard. i cried. i called lindalee and freaked out!!!

while driving to work, i turned around twice. i cried. i got a call from my good friend sheri who was supposed to save me a seat because i was planning on walking in about 5 minutes late so that everyone would NOT have the chance to ask me 101 questions saying that she was gonna be late! i freaked out. i thought i was making a mistake.

so, i get there. i walk in late. i cannot concentrate on a single thing being said. sheri gets there and sits next to me. still freaking out. then, about 10 minutes later the guest speaker says we have to go outside.

major freak out moment.

so i just wait and walk to my boss. i tell her the only reason that i am there is because of her. we were the last two to walk out and i got to the event outside about 30 seconds late. then i realize that we have to do a "silent hello"

oh thank goodness. NO ONE CAN TALK TO ME!!!!

we say our silent hello and then we are broken up into groups. thankfully i am with three of my favorite people (how that worked out- i swear to you that God intervened).

i was with them all day.

during the break i had 11 missed calls- seems my kids aren't ready for me to go back to work either! so i just talked on the phone.

during lunch i sat with my people. they asked a few questions and it was okay because they don't "push".

i found out that my very very very good friend is in a medical induced coma at Cedars. NOT GOOD! no one wanted to call and tell me because of my own health crisis but i was a bit pissed. when she was in the hospital before, i was the contact person. now they think i can't handle it! pissed. anyway- she has Stills Disease and it attacks her lungs. REALLY NOT GOOD.

PLEASE PRAY FOR POPPY!!!!! she is in real bad shape. she has a 4 year old girl and a 2 year old and a 7 year old boy. plus she is married to THE LOVE OF HER LIFE!!! i mean, you know how you see those couples and you know that they are the real thing. well, that is them.

it was as bad as i thought it would be.

but i survived.

and now, come september, i only have to face the other half.

somewhat relieved...

remember, please, please, please... pray for poppy.