Grandma’s fall, Victoria, taxes

Mama related to me yesterday that as Grandma had parked and was beginning her walk to the hospital to visit her brother Jack, who is having heart problems, she tripped over a slight buckle in the sidewalk and fell flat on her face. She was watching traffic and not her footing. A young black man named, Will Smith, probably not the actor, rushed to her aid and helped her get up; something she was not able to do no her own.

She was also aided by an elderly couple who drove her to the hospital entrance, bleeding and bruised, so she would not be in any further danger. She kept a handkerchief on her cut lower lip during the entire visit with Jack. When she asked a male nurse if he thought her cut would require stitches he advised her that it would be best to get stitches. Rather than stay at that hospital to get the work done she drove home – from Charleston to Point Pleasant – to get Grandpa’s take.

He thought stitches was a good idea so they drove to Spencer – because they like the hospital there – and sat in the emergency room until they grew too impatient and left. Three hours on the road. Two hours in the emergency waiting room. No stitches. They decided Grandma could heal up on her own and that is probably fine. It was just a long route to that decision. I am wondering if today or tomorrow they begin to regret the decision as the swelling and pain set in. Pray for her. It will not be a quick or painless recovery.

Mama and Victoria are going to Brookshire’s in Bridgeport this morning so Victoria can fill out an application to work in the pharmacy there. She is pretty unhappy with the new manager at Walmart – and with good reason. I do not know if it is time for a move but if she does not explore her options it will be a miserable few months going forward until this manager realizes she has the wrong attitude about Victoria or she moves on. No one seems to hold those positions for very long.

If Victoria does find a new job, she will be the last person from the group she has been working with in the pharmacy at Walmart in Bowie to do so. All her coworkers are either looking for or have found other employment. I would love to tell the new pharmacist, be careful what you ask for.

Mama and I received some bad tax news yesterday. In 2013 we failed to note a portion of our income – both the accountant and I missed it – and I will owe an additional $3300 for that tax year. As a consequence of that we looked over last year’s return and found we had repeated the mistake. So I will have to refile those taxes and probably owe about $3800 for that oversight. That’s discouraging but it only puts us back to where I thought we would be for taxes owed this year. Since I already developed a plan for that kind of financial constraint, I don’t have to wonder about how to manage it.

It is interesting that this all came to light at the same time we will be making this year’s Faith Promise.