Good morning. Maria is very angry today. Wind gusts up to 50mph. Still sunny and temps in the low 40's.
A couple of of doc and dental appointments this week. Hope you're feeling more back to normal Margarita.
Morning. Forty degrees and twenty-five mile per hour wind. Sunny.
Thank you, Mike. I feel well this morning and am hoping to make up some literary ground I lost over the last week. Everyone in the family had the same crud at some point except Roy, and I'm hoping it will pass him by. When he gets sick, he really gets sick, and I'd just as soon not be making a trip to the hospital with him. Under Banner Health, the local medical center has gone to hell in a handbasket. Our next door neighbor, a longtime trauma nurse, recently departed the ER for a job in the rehab hospital. She said when she arrived for her interview, she ran into half a dozen former coworkers who said some version of, "Finally had enough, hmm?" My daughter-in-law, also a nurse, left a couple of years ago.
Roy took early retirement as soon as the hospital switched from county ownership to Banner. He was a carpenter in the engineering department. Banner apparently expected people who worked blue collar jobs to be under-educated rednecks who'd be easy to control. Imagine when Banner execs took control only to discover the rednecks had formed a formidable union that negotiated terms and conditions Banner wasn't expecting to have meet.