The day got weirder and weirder

Yesterday was one for the record books.

I didn't mention the very first one. I could ~not~ pee. At all. Like I tried and tried. I had to go, the urge was there, but nothing would come out.

It actually started Monday night and I had called first thing Tuesday. The message got lost in translation and the NP called me back, telling me all about peeing in pregnancy, how the bladder is in a different position and doesn't always empty so we pee more. She went on and on and said "okay, if anything changes, call me!"

I got the message during my u/s visit and I didn't get out from all the tests until 5pm and the office was closed. OMG. No!!! That's not what I called about. The fact was I could ~not~ pee. Well, I could after my bladder was about to explode, but even then, a trickle would come out, just taking off the worst of the pressure and that was it. Still very bad. I called yesterday morning and NP called me right back and said "Oh Nancy! I'm so sorry! Come in right now." I still couldn't pee and she catheterized me. Ahhhh, sweet relief. She emptied something like 390 ccs and did some tests on it and found blood and nitrates (nitrites?) in my urine, signaling one heck of a bladder infection. I started antibiotics immediately and while I won't be better for about 48 hours, I'm able to pee when I need to now.

Then the weirdo at the store thing happened.

Then, I was home with the girls and it was after dinner. We heard lots of sirens and a helicopter. So close, it sounded like it was right outside. We open the front door to look out and saw in enough time a car come flying down the other side of our street, hit the depression in the intersection and catch some air. Just then a police car turned on the street at the same time as him and did one of those smash and spins on the speeding car. It comes to a sudden halt ~right in front of my house~ and this dude jumps out and starts running. Thank god he runs the opposite way, as I just standing shell shocked in my doorway (the glass door was closed/locked).

The guy runs across my neighbors laws, jumps the fence and the one cop is right behind him. By now, another 5 police cars are there and they start running all directions to trap the guy. Oh, and the helicopter is hovering above the street.

I close the door and lock the main door and close/lock my back door. Who knows where this guy is going to go. I look out the window to the front yard and see they've got their man. He's laid across the cop's car and gets frisked. They take off his shoes, handcuff him and put in in the squad car.

Excitement over. But the cops (plus the dude in the back) all hang out in front for quite awhile. I guess they were finishing the investigation for the way had ended.

I took some pictures (without being too conspicuous) so let me look at them and see if anything came out. I'll post them if they did.

Don't you wish you lived in the ghetto?

Shot from the far corner of my driveway. That is my front lawn on the right.


The bad dude. Well. He's in the car. His shoes are still laying in the street behind his car. The cop's car had been directly behind it (as seen in picture above).