Monthly Archives: October 2007

Paging Doctor Reimer

I am a part of a “focus group” at work. Our main goal is how we can better improve communication in the part of the organization we are in, specifically among management and supervisors. It has been an interesting experience. There are four other focus groups as well, created to tackle other subjects that were brought up in a meeting where we were allowed to air our main grievances.

Each of our focus groups has been responsible to come up with presentations to bring our ideas and proposals to the management team as a whole. Our group chose to do a skit, that would go along with a power point presentation. The skit would be used to illustrate different forms of bad and good communication that were discussed in the powerpoint. This was a major step out of my comfort zone, because these types of things are NOT my forte and I hate to even play charades. (I once pretty much ran off the stage in embarrassment when I was made to perform in a skit in middle school at a camp and that has forever jaded me. I think I gave most of my lines first, but the last few were very ran together and mumbled before I slunk off the stage as fast as I could go.) But anyways, this was for a good cause that I am excited to be a part of, and the script that the team wrote was an entertaining one.

For our skit, four of us were doctors, one was a nurse, and one was a patient. We all had on full scrubs, shower caps on our heads, and face masks. We work for a major office supply company, so our tools were standard office supplies. So we had lines like, “Swingline stapler” and “I need the whiteout, STAT” and “Get the toner over her now – patient going into shock!” and “Nurse, please pass the hole punch” and then we would actually “use” the supplies on the patient as if a real surgery. The audience was laughing for most of the skit and though we were all nervous, we did really well and gave a great presentation.

I am glad I was brave enough to give the skit a try. But I still don’t think I will be playing charades anytime soon. 🙂

Doctor Appointment

So we had our first doctor appointment for baby #2. Sure enough, I am pregnant! 🙂 Greg and I are both so excited. The baby’s due date is June 22nd, 2008.

Today when I got home from work, I noticed I had some spotting. I didn’t have that with our first child, so I was quite concerned. After talking with a nurse at my new doctor’s office, I feel much better. Apparently a little blood is normal, as long as it isn’t bright red or as heavy as a period would be. I haven’t had any more since that initial bit this afternoon, so I think everything is okay.

Positive Sign

I am three days late, so I took a pregnancy test today. The positive sign on this test is supposed to look like a “+” sign. A plus sign did come up, but the vertical line was very faint, so I tried not to get my hopes up too much. I did tell Greg about it. We have been trying for a while now and I was getting concerned that it wasn’t going to happen. For the last three days, every time I have gone to the bathroom and still hadn’t started my period, I would breathe a sigh of relief and pray that maybe I would finally be pregnant again.

I just checked the test again. It has been four hours since I took it. Now the + sign is darker. Hooray! Now I am excited. I ran up to show Greg, and he is excited too. I will take another test tomorrow, but it looks like we are going to have another baby!

Smells Like…

When we were in Indiana for the family reunion last August, my Aunt Di gave me a Queen-size bedding set that had been my Grandma’s from the “green” guest room in her house. Today, for the first time, I took it out of the bag so I could fold it nicely and put it away with the rest of the spare bedding we have. As soon as I took it out, I smelled a scent that was undeniably the smell of my Grandma’s house. I love that smell. I cannot describe it, but I always recognize it and it always makes me feel happy. So happy that I was very tempted to bag everything right back up so that I can preserve the scent forever.

Instead, I decided that I really cannot hang onto the past, especially when that would consist of having to keep around a large bag of items that aren’t being used! I pulled out each item slowly and carefully, lifting each one to my nose and breathing in deeply, savoring the scent. Neatly folding each item into a pile on the floor, I then laid down on that same pile, inhaling the fragrance of Grandma’s house, each breath bringing back memories of fun times spent there. The sleepovers with my cousins, the delicious meals, playing board games, listening to the adults argue talk politics, the old clocks that would chime every fifteen minutes, searching for arrowheads at the sandhill near the river, exploring the barns and farm buildings (which also have a unique scent that I can still recall and that always reminds me of Grandpa), watching Grandma and Grandpa dance together to big band classics, playing the old Atari…

Amazing how one simple smell can evoke so many memories.