It Was Rough-But I'm Lucky

So far, this week has been awful for me.

Monday:

I woke up to find out that my nose piercing has become irritated and I now have this awful little bump on it.  Went to work and forgot to eat so by the time I got off work I was not only sick from no food, but also sick from researching what could be wrong with my nose.  I was also an hour late getting off work due to two difficult customers keeping me over, then I there were two traffic jams on the freeway.  I managed to make my way off the freeway just before I ran out of gas, then took State Street home just stopping to buy some Witch Hazel and Saline because that is what the internet recommended for the piercing "infection".

I decided to stop at the piercing salon to see what they had to say, and they said it was NOT an infection-but an irritation because the piercing had been moved too much and my skin was swelling and reacting.  She said to leave it completely alone, even stop cleaning it, and if it didn't start to go down after a month then we'll take the stud out, let it heal, and re-pierce.  :( A MONTH? I have to live with this thing on my face for a month and there wasn't even anything else I can do to fix it? I think it looks awful... By the time I walked into the house I was in tears.

This is my "I'm seriously angry at this bump" face.
Don't judge me. :P

The roommate quickly assured me it wasn't at all noticeable, and we went to get beer and pizza for dinner.  Our plan was to spend Valentine's Day watching gory horror movies, drinking beer, and eating pizza.  We went to a local place because I wanted to get their garlic knots, but we forgot to order them and so I was disappointed (but dealing) with that-when I got home and found out they completely screwed up my order.  (Have I mentioned yet that it's that time of the month for me-so all of this felt like a complete and utter disaster????) Damn.

Tuesday (today):

I'm assuring myself that today is going to be a better day, and just as I start going through the severe constructions on I-15 my tire completely blows and the entire car is shaking.  Of course this happened where there is no shoulder on the road, so I had to keep driving on the rim until I found an exit.  It just happened to be the exit before the one I needed.  

I wish I'd gotten a picture of mine
This isn't it-but it's closest to what it looked like.

Except my hubcap was also shredded, and my rim was all rusty.

Luckily I made it off the freeway and pulled over on the 5th south AF exit. I choked back my tears, flipped on my hazards and called my grandpa (about 40 minutes away) to explain what had happened.  Then I called my boss who was just pulling in at work and turned around to come pick me up.  

Grandpa gets the car, puts on a new tire and grandma is following him in his truck but he loses her... He gets to my work with the car and it's one new tire, explains that he has a second tire for the other side because it's going to go out soon too, but we can't find grandma and the truck anywhere. We looked for a while, tried calling (but she let her phone at work) and in the long run he decided she must have just gone home so he took my car on home to find her and the other tire. 

Except he calls me to tell me that she's not there.  So we start to worry big time.  See grandma had brain surgery a while back, and while she's a lot better now-she's still not quite her pre-surgery-self and we tend to worry a lot more than before.  So I stressed for about 40 minutes until Grandpa called to say she'd finally just come home.

I am SOOO lucky for such an amazing grandpa and grandma who rushed out to take care of my car while I continued on to work, and I'm also VERY lucky for the worlds best boss who would go out of his way to come pick me up-and offer me a ride home (which would be a bit out of his way) after work. Also,I'm lucky for a great friend like David who is picking me up after work, extra coffee in hand, and driving me to my grandparent's house so I can get my car.

I really am surrounded by the greatest people.