rinnia | Ha, this is the stupidest thing ever.

So Jaime needs blood. Like, pretty bad. And platelets too. He's been having dizzy spells, so Mary drove us to Fawcett and dropped us off. When we got there, though, we found out that they just wanted him there to type and cross and that neither the blood nor platelets will be there until much later today. Jaime tried to call Mary to come and get us, but her cell phone is off. Completely shut off. She probably won't turn it back on until she gets home, which will be even more hours later, most likely. The nurse who drew his blood spotted us sitting out in the waiting room still (Jaime with his mask on - he's SEVERELY neutropenic right now), and asked the person behind the desk if we could get a ride home, as Jaime really shouldn't be in a hospital anymore than necessary while he's so susceptible. Lo and behold, a hospital driver was able to get us home. Well, geographically home, at least.

You see, I brought my laptop with so we'd have something to watch while Jaime got his blood, and our house has wireless internet. That's how I'm writing this. We're currently sitting out in the pool cage. We're locked out. Every single door is locked, the sliding ones with screws slotted in so you can't pop them out of their frames, and the regular ones with deadbolts. And Mary still has have cell phone off. And they're going to call the home phone (you know, the one INSIDE) when his blood's ready. Good thing we took some food with us, I guess, so at least we could have lunch out here. Yeah.

I've tried my master keys and jiggling just about everything, but nothing's budging. Any ideas? All I have left is "Sculpey bomb", and somehow I don't think that's going to work.

Edit: Ha ha, thank you, internet! We looked up the phone number of a store we thought Mary might be stocking today and managed to catch her. Go us.