Tough Stuff

September 20, 2013 at 2:01 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

So, my little sister is kind of a badass.

For real.

She had surgery this week (nothing major, don’t you worry) and she had to spend two nights in the hospital.  Everything went well and she’s home now but dealing with a restricted diet and a couple of weeks off of work.  The only time I’ve ever spent in the hospital was when I was in second grade and had my tonsils taken out.  I was a huge baby for the entire ordeal.  Of course, that might have been because I was in the second grade but I honestly don’t think I’d handle things much better nowadays.  I had to go get an IV of fluids in college because I was really dehydrated one busy, hot summer and it was traumatic.  Same goes for when I walked into a pine tree (sober) and got a pine needle (which I’m allergic to) in my eye.  Whenever I’m sick or injured I revert back to childhood and just want my mommy.  Mom was there for my sister’s surgery but even if she hadn’t been, I think my sister would have handled things just fine.  She’s pretty strong and her ability to just get through whatever is thrown at her kind of amazes me.  She also actually works in a hospital, which is kind of crazy to me as well.  To think that she voluntarily enters one every day for hours on end…my mind can’t wrap around it.  I will avoid them like the plague (unless I somehow actually wind up with the plague) but that’s where she spends the majority of her time.  Come to think of it, she may also be a little crazy on top of being a badass.

I wish I could’ve been there for the whole procedure but I don’t have tons of vacation time, plus my sister assured me more than once that it wasn’t that big of a deal and everything would be fine.  Obviously, she was right but that still doesn’t mean that my thoughts haven’t been with her and I haven’t been worried the last few days.  I’m really glad she’s finally out of the hospital (though I’m sure not as glad as she is) and I’ll be heading home one weekend next month to visit.

Basically, I just wanted to say I think my sister is awesome and I’m glad she’s alright.  Even though she has the ability to drive me crazy and make me punch walls in the bathrooms of airports (yup, that’s happened), I’m still pretty fond of her and like having her around!


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Chicago Tough

February 21, 2011 at 11:41 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

This is my third winter in Chicago and I like to think that I’ve somewhat adapted to the frigid temperatures and bone chilling winds.  Growing up in Indiana, I was around snow and cold but since living up here I’ve realized it’s typically 10-20 degrees warmer at Mom’s house than it is at mine.  Case in point: back in my first winter here, when I still had a car, I once spent roughly 15 minutes with a blow dryer trying to melt the ice off of my car door so I could get in and go to work.  It was like something out of a bad sitcom – I had the dryer hooked up to an extension cord and everything.  I never did get in my car and had to get a ride to work that day.  That’s also when I realized I was dealing with a different kind of cold.

I like to think I’ve managed pretty well in the time since then and now I’m a pro at layering up and going out (the recent ginormous snowstorm also adds to my Chicago street cred).  However, this does not mean  that I don’t bitch and moan about the weather on occasion and lament that fact that now, sans car, I must deal with it a bit more than I used to.   It makes me feel somewhat legitimate though…something about being able to look Old Man Winter in his windy face and keep on walking makes me feel like a badass.  I have no problem walking the two miles from class to work when it’s 20 degrees and I even contemplated participating in the Polar Bear Plunge (the event where a bunch of crazies jump into Lake Michigan at the end of January) but as I was still getting over a cold at the time of the event, I didn’t think participating would be the most responsible adult decision.  However, no matter how tough I think I am, there are people in this city who deftly put my winter handling abilities to shame. They include:

Toughen Up!

  • Hotel Valets
  • Garbagement (and Garbagewomen)
  • Bus Drivers
  • Construction Workers
  • The Homeless
  • Bicycle Delivery Drivers
  • Bicyclists in general
  • The people who try to collect signatures and donations for Greenpeace on the street
  • Taxi Drivers

These people (and many others) deal with the elements on a daily basis and don’t often get relief.  When my cubicle starts to drive me crazy and I itch for fresh air and freedom, I think of these people who might enjoy their time outdoors perhaps 40% of the year.  As Chicago Tough as I like to think I am, I just can’t compete with these hardcore citizens.  Although doing the Polar Bear Plunge next year might be a step in the right direction.

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