Well, that holiday went quickly and quietly. At least for me. Unable to reach the sister to offer good wishes - tried all day - so I suppose she was out with neighbors enjoying good food and fun times. She deserves all the good times and laughter she gets.
Couldn't reach my carrier by phone yesterday, so I sent an email to support explaining the cell phone situation and the odd bit about missed calls and delayed text messages. I didn't expect much - it being a holiday, and all - but believe it or not, Tech. Rep. Jeremy called (I left the land line number in the message) just before I sat down to afternoon dinner.
Jeremy entered all the particulars of the phone, then proceeded to spend the better part of an hour troubleshooting the problem. All phones on the Virgin network - as those on Tracfone - contain locked, proprietary hardware, no open source or replaceable SIM cards. I hope that makes sense.
He walked me through everything I had already done while he was somehow logged onto the line, or something like that. Then he put me on hold and poked around the innards by himself to explore what might be the problem. Anyway, nothing worked.
Meanwhile, I poured myself a festive Eggnog and waited.
He returned saying he thought the phone may be dying, but promised to check with their LG specialists today and get back to me. He warned not to get my hopes up and frankly, I was too tired (and hungry!) to expend that much energy, anyhow.
I enjoyed a little warm étouffée with rice, cool shrimp remoulade, and a glass of wine. First to touch my lips in 3 months and it knocked me out. Not necessarily a bad thing. Had I stayed awake boredom would have seeped in and drowned my soul.
Thanksgiving? Giving Thanks?
If I were to make a list of things to be thankful for this year it would be a short one, indeed. The negatives far outweigh the positives.
In the past when things looked bleak I could always be grateful for my good health. The world isn't so bad, if you have your health. Right? Well, life has been looking pretty grim this year and it's attributable to my poor health.
Last I checked, I am in a kind of limbo adrift somewhere between a marrow transplant and acute Leukemia. Take your pick. Depends on who you listen to, and when.
I hope Jeremy calls back this afternoon. I'm sure he will; he sounded like a 'see-it-through' kind of guy. No matter the news I won't be upset. It's only a phone, f'chrissakes! I'll just get a brand-y new phone, is all. It is what it is.
Pity Party of One! Your table is ready.
And so it goes.