Thank You I wanted to thank the two people who left me kind words of advice regarding my problem with John. After receiving the same answer from not only those comments on here but a few friends I talked to in person John and I sat down and talked it out. I have decided to postpone our marriage until it looks like John is fully ready to take the level of responsibility required to make a marriage work. Shockingly enough he understood my decision completely and assured me that he is going to do everything in his power to improve. He's even talking about going to school, I told him that as long as he was showing me that he was trying to do SOMETHING with his life (i.e. looking for a job or going to school) I wouldn't mind being the bread winner. Providing of course that he also take care of the house and baby while I was at work. Anyhow I suppose some of you may be wondering how my first day at work went, and what the doctors said about Isabel. Well, I guess I'll start from the beginning...thats usually the best place. As some of you know I started work Tuesday morning...the plant doesn't actually begin work until 7:45 but on your first day they expect you to be about 15 minutes early so you can fill out some paper work before orientation. Of course I wanted to show up on my first day, fresh, clean pressed and presentable so I asked John to make sure I was up by 6:30 am. But even though John got up around 6 am, some how or another he forgot to get me up so I ended up getting up at 7:00 am and frantic to get to work on time. Needless to say that if BBI hadn't been only 5 miles up the road I would have been terribly late, and I had to show up with my hair still wet from the shower and in the first t-shirt I could find. So anyway I get there right in the nick of time, and of course everyone else starting that day were already there and half way through their papers. I thought I was going to have to stand to do my paperwork because all the seats were either taken, or people had their things sitting beside them. A really nice girl that was starting that day too moved her things though so I could sit down, and after we did our papers we had a very nice conversation while we were waiting on the boss to come get us for orientation. About ten minutes later the boss showed up and took us to the board room so she could give us this 30 minute lecture on all the rules and regulations of the plant, along with what kind of work we could expect to be doing and what kind of pay we would receive. Unfortunately I only start out making $7.25 an hour, and instead of only having to wait 30 days to get benefits they've changed it to 90 days. The good news is however that after I make production I'll be making $8.00 dollars an hour or more along with the fact that after I start making production I can get an 8% incentive bonus for every week that passes in which I am not late or absent. And after 90 days I'll be entitled to a full days pay on all holidays that we're off, along with a two week vacation that everyone gets at the end of June every year. After the 90 day mark I'll be entitled to a weeks full pay for that two week vacation and then after I've been with the company for a year I'll get paid for the full two week vacation. So really it's worth the little piddly $7.25 that I make right now. But back to the story, when I was finally assigned a job they decided to put me on a sewing machine tacking pleats on pockets for military dress uniforms. (You know how the breast pocket has the folded decoration in the middle? thats a pleat and I have to sew a line across the top and bottom of the pleat to make sure it doesn't move.) Unfortunately though my first day at work wasn't so great, first I didn't even get to start actually learning my new job until about 10:15 am. They assigned me to a machine that sat directly under an industrial air conditioner, which they run year round to keep the machines from over heating so I froze my ass off. I did take a sweater with me but it was just a little thin one, so the air just blew right through it. I have a VERY nice supervisor named Bertha but we all call her Ms. Bert. They had the poor woman running ragged all day so not only was she in a foul mood but she wasn't able to help me very much then when she did help me she had to correct herself a few times which confused me to no end. Most of the girls sitting around me only speak spanish, or just a very little bit of english so I wasn't able to make any friends, although I tried to communicate with smiles and hand signals they were very obliging. The only girl around that spoke english doesn't like speaking to anyone and really kind of got on my nerves. See they have these heavy duty air hoses at each station that are used to blow thread bits off of your clothes at the end of the day. For some reason though this girl couldn't seem to get it through her head that it didn't matter how many times she used that hose, she was going to end up with more thread on her clothes until she was done sewing for the day. So every time I finally started getting the rhythm down she'd make me jump twenty feet in the air by blowing off her clothes (those air hoses are extremely loud due to the fact that they use highly compressed air). By the end of the day I'd only sewed 140 pockets, my production goal is 1882...needless to say I've got a while to go. To make matters worse when I got off work yesterday John had bad news regarding Isabel. First he missed the appointment at Scottish Rite, due to the fact that they said 11:30 to begin with then sent a reminder card that said 12:10 so he didn't call for directions to get to the new office until about 11:00 at which point they told him there was really no point in him trying to make it. It was only a matter of luck that someone had just called and canceled their appointment for today so they were able to reschedule for today instead. But I'll get to that in a minute, Isabel also had a 2:30 appointment with her heart doctor Dr. Jeffard. For those of you who don't know Isabel has a heart condition called a PDA, it's an extra artery in the heart that you have in the womb which pumps blood away from the lungs because you don't use your lungs in the womb. Once a child is born though that artery is supposed to close within 72 hours. Hers never did, resulting in a triple beat, her heart literally sounds like a horse galloping. Meaning of course that her heart is over working itself which could eventually lead to heart enlargement or even a heart attack...yes at a very young age! Anyway they were hoping that her heart would repair itself, they gave her a year for it to do something but when John went yesterday they found that her heart had made absolutely no progress. Therefore on March 2nd, the day after her 1 year birthday, we have to go to her heart doctor's office and set up the time and place at which they will be doing surgery. They will have to make a small incision in her thigh then run a camera up into her heart where they will cut the extra artery and rubber band off the ends. They said that as long as nothing goes wrong she'll go home 24 hours after the procedure. That doesn't change the fact that I'm terrified out of my mind...what in the hell am I going to do if something happens to my little girl? I just simply don't think I'd live through it!!
Okay don't want to think about that, it's upsetting me...moving on to what happened today. Today I made it to work on time, went to work prepared with two sweaters and got off to a very good start. By the time 4:00 rolled around I had already completed 352 pockets, which even though thats not close to production my supervisor said that was an awesome improvement. I have 90 days to get to production...anyway on the sewing machine there is a part that is supposed to thread a bobbin automatically while you're sewing but for some reason it hasn't been working. So Bert stopped one of the maintenance men and asked him to figure out what was wrong with it. This idiot though comes over and starts banging on the damn thing with a hammer, then tells me to hit the peddle. Well I barely tapped the peddle and the whole machine went haywire, the needle started going like i had the peddle all the way down to the floor and thread was going everywhere, even though I was no longer touching the peddle. After twenty minutes of fiddling with the damn thing and getting the same result it became obvious that the idiot had broken the whole machine so they had to move me. This time they moved me to an area that is hot as hell and the light doesn't work...by the end of the day I'd made 372 pockets and they thought I was doing so well that they decided they wanted me to come in and early and start helping them catch up with some old work. So now I have to be at work at 7:15 in the morning and won't get off until 5:30 in the afternoon. When I got off work John told me that the doctors appointment went well today, all of Isabel's tests came back normal, they can find no known cause for her seizures. They have temporarily put her on Triliptol to see if it will stop the seizures, if it does they plan on taking her off it for a while...if at that point the seizures return they will put her on the medication permanently but they have high hopes that she will simply grow out of whatever is causing the seizures. After he told me that we went and picked up my mom and hung out at Wal-Mart...today is John's 29th birthday so we bought him a computer game, had some fun, took mom home and then returned home ourselves. Now John is working on his new game and up till this very second I'd been working on this entry. You are now officially up to date, I will get online again tomorrow and tell you more! Caio and Blessed Be!
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