could it get any worse?

i'm on my five night stretch at work. wednesday thru sunday nights. well. i get off of work this morning and it has gotta be about 30 freakin degrees outside. theres ice on my windshield. no big deal. let it thaw and go.
in the mornings when i get off work it only takes me about 30 minutes to get home...no traffic.
i just get onto I-40, get as far as mile marker 418 and i gotta pull over. why? car is overheating. just cant make it. ok. its 0630-0645. what to do....ok...call husband. called him, woke him up and told him. its amazing how cold it gets when theres no heat and youre sitting on the side of the interstate with cars blowing by at 75 mph.
anyway.
for him to get the kids up and bring water for my car....that would be at least a 30 minute wait. i told him let me call him back. so you know who i called? my dad. good ole dad. MY DAD had to come with water for my car. he was way way closer and it didnt take him nearly as long. i still was frozen when he got there. why? becasue i'm a freakin idiot. i have on scrubs and a nice warm jacket, right? no. scrubs and a sweater. yup, thats what my sorry ass chose to wear for warmth when i left the house last night.
my dad put water in my car and i made it off the castle hayne exit to take 117 the rest of the way home. sigh. its amazing. when your car is 'overheating' theres no DAMN HEAT COMING OUT. i know we had to stop a half dozen times. oh yeah. did i mention? my dad had to follow me home. it was 0815 when i finally made it home. 0815.
funny thing is i wasnt mad at the husband. its a car. its his job to make sure things like this dont happen to the wife who works 3rd shift and has to drive from wilmington to rocky point on an interstate. the whole damn thing was funny to me. i dont knjow why. it was cold out. i was not dressed properly. i had to stop a hundred times to put water in my car. and oh yeah. my dad lost me in rocky point.
we pulled over, yet again to put water in the car. ran out of water. rode in his car to freddys to refill, drive back to my car, put water in. i left before he did and made it as far as the new post office. no where to pull off safely so i pull into the parking lot of the post office. my dad doesnt see me, rides past. its only about 2.5 miles to my house from there. but i watch him ride right by. damn. its still cold. i call my husband and told him when my dad gets there could he please send him back? he did. i finally made it home. frozen. crawled into bed and stayed there until noon.
the husband says he can fix it. the car. ok. but i'm not driving it to work tonight. no way jose'. uh uh. i'll take the truck, thank you very much.
i did tell him i better get a damn good xmas present for me having to be stranded, frozen and tired on the side of the damn interstate.
man, i better not get sick. i got 2 more nights left to work. until wednesday. then i get to start all over again.
and they want us to quit smoking at the hospital. bullshit. if i did, this mornings little episode would have sent me right over the freakin edge. right over. geronimo!!!! splat.