[PinkGirl]

This is sort of a long story: There was a mix-up with
some tests that I had done at my cancer centre and
I ended up waiting almost a month for the results of
an MRI on a "suspicious mass" in my liver. I wasn't
in my right mind toward the end of the waiting period.

The day before I got the results (which were good) I
backed our big truck out of the front driveway without
unplugging the block heater. I heard a quiet, little snap
and was relieved that the plug had come undone. I didn't
want to be one of those silly looking people who drive around
town dragging a 30 foot extension cord. When I came home
I decided to park the big truck at the back of our yard behind
the garage. I am not good at "maneuvers" with this truck
so I got all lined up nice and straight (in my neighbours driveway)
and then just shot straight back. Unfortunately, I forgot to
hit the brakes, and I crashed into the closed garage door. My
brother happened to be driving by and he stopped to help me.
He told me not to worry and that he and my husband would
just get some big hammers and smash out the dents. I called
my hubby at work (he was really busy that day) and told him
what I'd done. He said don't worry, you've got a lot on your mind
and then called me back a few hours later and asked me to repeat
the story - he thought maybe he was dreaming. When he came
home for supper it was dark out. He came in the house carrying
some big black plug with all these colourful wires hanging out
of it. He told me he found this thing in the front yard. Oops, I
guess the block heater cord hadn't unplugged itself - I had ripped
the plug right out of the block heater wires and all. Then he went
in the back yard with a flashlight to look at the garage door. He came
in and said he thought the door was "toast". I told him, no, no, my
brother says you can fix it with a hammer. He gave me one of his
leary looks - I called my brother - he laughed, said the door was
definitely toast - he just didn't want to make me feel bad.

We hired a "handy" friend to fix everything, and he told me to
call him the next time I was waiting for test results - he could
use the money. The next day my onc. called and said all my
tests were fine. It was an expensive and embarrassing wait.