Thursday, May 31, 2007

Yawn.

So, I've worked on my new unit for 2 nights now, and I've literally had to fight to stay awake both nights.

I mean, I think I just got really easy patients, and I'm sure it will be much more difficult as time goes on and I get more difficult patients, but one more night of this and I will fall asleep.

Just warning you so you aren't surprised when I get in trouble for patient neglect:)

UPDATE:

Night three- I took my entire group independently. They weren't complicated, so maybe it's not a good indication, but most people usually are in the 3rd or 4th week before they do that. Yea me! Maybe I'm not as horrible as I feared I would be!

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Gulp!

I start my new unit tonight.

This sucks and rocks at the same time. My stomach hurts from not knowing if it should be sinking or somersaulting or hastily emptying itself of it's current contents.

I'm going to bed.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Archived

"The sea is emotion incarnate. It loves, hates, and weeps. It defies all attempts to capture it with words and rejects all shakles. No matter what you say about it, there is always that which you can't."

eragon

Christopher Paolini


Re: Lawyer

As per your request, I am going to tell you a bit about the lawyer stuff. Please understand that I may be purposefully vague at some times out of respect for the other parties involved.

There are currently two ongoing lawyer situations. The first is work-related. Because of the differences of opinion between my hospital's management staff, my union, and the nurses that were, like me, hired into the GN Float Pool, there is some preliminary legal stuff happening. It would probably be in my best interest for this to proceed, and if it does, I think there is a good chance that I could receive some compensation for the months of being mislead and the flat-out lies that really impacted me and my career (not to mention my income.) This is still in the preliminary stages, and is being spear-headed by someone who, unfortunately, is having some health issues right now, so I'm not sure where everything stands and what kind of time frame we will be keeping. I will try to keep you updated, but my understanding is that these types of things can take a lot of time. *sigh* Would you pray about this whole situation? I am a little bit afraid of making enemies at work, but at the same time, I really think what happened to us was wrong and needs to be addressed.

The second situation is much closer to home. Unfortunately, Sean is not always the coolest person ever (surprise!) and lately we have been having some difficulties/disagreements regarding what his role is in terms of providing for Abigail. I am hopeful that we can settle this in a fair and timely manner (our parenting agreement seems to spell out everything, it is now just a matter of being compliant with said agreement) and avoid actually going to court over this. I have seen an attorney, and things are in the works in hopes of giving him a small nudge in the right direction. I feel very lucky that, on the whole, Sean and I have worked out our differences, avoided court, kept our relationship cordial, and kept Abigail and her best interest at heart. I would like to continue this, because I really do feel that it is what is best for everyone, especially Abigail. For that reason, even though I am uncomfortable and very sad about it, I am allowing Sean to have Abigail for 5 consecutive weeks as per our parenting agreement. I am trying to set a precedent. Would you pray that this situation between Sean and I is resolved quickly and without causing stress to Abigail?

And will you pray for me? Because I miss my little girl:( Monday will be one week since I saw her, and while she is having lots of fun with Gagie and Pepaw and Teta, I am sitting here in her room missing her so much that sometimes, when I go to get into my car, I see her car seat and almost start crying. And can you pray for Abigail? Pray for her safety, especially as she goes on June 1 to be with her dad for 5 weeks. Pray that she will know how much we love her and miss her and want to be with her, and that she won't feel abandoned. Pray that she will have a good time visiting her dad and his family and that their relationship will grow and be strengthened. Pray that as Sean and Sarah prepare to get married this fall, Abigail will still feel safe and secure, despite the many changes they are undergoing.

I think I just made myself sadder.

Saturday, May 26, 2007

A Tail of Two Sillys

Grace: I wonder if she misses her tail?

Dr. John: Well, maybe she feels like she can get around better.

G: But their tails help cats balance.

(pause)

(pause)

G: Wait, maybe that's monkeys.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Tastey

So, a question about food...

What is your favorite way to enjoy Nutella?

And are you now craving that chocolate-hazelnut goodness?

Cuz I am.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

This is my brain on drugs....

Remember the egg... this is your brain, this is your brain on drugs. Any questions?

Anyway, I'm back from Chicago. That was a whirlwind trip, and I don't think I will do another 4-dayer again. I think I need at least 5 days. Because, seriously, there was a lot of good food that I didn't get to eat, and that is sad.

School started up again yesterday, and somehow I managed to sign up for a class that requires 45 hours of clinical time in a family/community health setting. Just finding a preceptor is causing me major stress.

Just back from the chiropractor, and people, it's not pretty. When I was in Chicago I slept funny in my parent's car, and I am so out of whack. Dr. Robin could barely adjust me, and every time she touched my left upper back I could have cried.

Happier news: my shower no longer leaks incessantly!

Anyhow, tonight starts a run of 48 hours in 5 days. Plus school, and now lawyer stuff, too. (That's a whole other story!)

So, if you don't hear from me, just remember that these are the last 5 shifts before I officially start into my new unit! YEA!

Any questions?

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Question 2: The Moment

After thinking about it quite a while, I am still having difficulty answering Question #2: What is my most embarrassing moment.

I can't come up with a moment that I would define as "THE MOST" embarrassing, but what I lack in quality, I certainly make up for in quantity.

For instance, one time in sophomore year I totally slipped on some ice and landed flat on my back. In front of half the school.

Once, junior year I believe, I got wax all over myself during a choir concert and then announced that to the entire audience.

Senior year that was a great rumor about me... and a guy named Matt King... and that entire situation was just horrible.

There was the "WHOA!" incident with Moriah. She needs to write about that one.

I went on this date with Brendan Thomas, and at the end, I expected him to kiss me. So I sat there, waiting, in painful silence, until it became clear that he was not going to kiss me. Then I didn't know what to do.

Any number of "intimate" moments have been embarrassing, including once when I gave someone a bloody nose on accident. I am not skillful, and my elbows have an affinity for men's faces. I will leave it at that.

I puked all over a table at a bar when I was drunk (my first drinking experience) and subsequently got kicked out of the bar. I don't really remember that, but the fact that it happened is embarrassing.

I won't even mention the horridness that was my first pelvic exam. I think my face was red for days.

And once, I farted really loudly in front of a large group of people... not Moriah and Eryka and Mandy type people... like, my entire Physics class type people. Oops.

I told you mine, now you can tell me yours!

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Between my sheets...

They say a good man is hard to find, but really, I don't think they are... I've certainly had more than a few good men end up between my sheets.

Harry.

Darcy.

Gilbert.

Kumalo.

Eragon.

Noah.

Samwise.

Pip.

Rhett.

Landon.

Mr. Rochester.

Frederick.

Laurie and the Professor.

Just to name a few:)

Yep. You need a good man? Look in my sheets... or your local library.

Something special for the person who can name the books and authors to which each of these men belong. To keep it fair, I won't be posting any comments with guesses until next week.

Monday, May 14, 2007

Happy Mother's Day #4

A few words about mothers...

"Mother's arms are made of tenderness,
And sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein."

Victor Hugo

"Unlike the mother-son relationship, a daughter's relationship with her mother is something akin to bungee diving. She can stake her claim in the outside world in what looks like total autonomy—in some cases, even "divorce" her mother in a fiery exit from the family—but there is an invisible emotional cord that snaps her back. For always there is the memory of mother, whose judgments are so completely absorbed into the daughter's identity that she may wonder where Mom leaves off and she begins."

Victoria Secunda

"A mother becomes a true grandmother the day she stops noticing the terrible things her children do because she is so enchanted with the wonderful things her grandchildren do."

Lois Wyse

Happy Mother's Day #3

Happy Mother's Day to ME!

I got a card from Dr. John's mother, along with home-made chocolate chip cookies (made with dark chocolate chips....MMMM!)

I got a box of dark chocolate covered apples from Dr. John and Abigail. (MMMM!)

I got to paint a planter/pot with Abigail at her school, and she brought home a little plant in a Styrofoam cup for me:)

I got many Mother's Day wishes from people who love me.

I got taken out to lunch by Dr. John, and he even "made" dinner before I had to go to work.

I had a great Mother's Day. The only thing that could have made it any better would be...

(wait for it)
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(it's good)
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(I know it will bring back memories!)
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a painted pasta necklace!

Happy Mother's Day #2

I'm fairly certain that at some point, and maybe at more than one point, I made my mother feel like this:




For that, I am sorry.


I love you, mom. Happy Mother's Day.

P.S. I win. I came up with a great gift for my mom, and just wait til you see her b-day gift!

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Happy Mothers Day #1

The truth about mothers...

Question 1: Cheese

There are many opinions on the matter, but few have true knowledge on the subject. Is the moon made of cheese?

I can't even try to be funny and witty as I answer this. Because people, this is serious business. If the moon is made of cheese, do you realize what that would mean? Just think- we realize the moon is made of cheese... and then what? Within decades, we could be without a moon! (It could be a matter of years if Moriah and Eryka had anything to do with it!)

Did you know that in 2005, the per capita annual consumption of cheese in the USA was over 30 pounds per person? (That is about 13.6 kg.) Given that the mass of the moon is 7.35 x 1022 kg and the US population is currently approximately 301,820,285 people, the moon, if consumed only by Americans, would be gone in.... well, no. I'm not going to actually do the math, but you get the picture.

As for what type of cheese the moon might be made of, I think we can safely rule out all non-white cheeses (I don't know where all this "green cheese" garbage came from.) Feta, mozzarella, Parmesan, white cheddar, brie, cream cheese... the list goes on and on. My best guess would be a type of baby Swiss.

So, I guess I would conclude that it is very possible that the moon is, in fact, made of cheese. Other people agree. Myths, legends, songs and poems all point to the possibility....



"The Cheese Moon"


I've heard it said by many around,
That the moon is made of cheese they found.
It's mined by little spacemen mice,
Who sell it for a handsome price.

The cheese we eat all comes from there,
From cheddar valleys beyond compare.
And in the rivers of Wensleydale,
The mice scoop cheese in metal pails.

If you peek up you might just see,
The Gorgonzola heights of Ghee.
And to the left and up a bit,
On Stilton mountains mice do sit.

So next time you sit down to cheese,
Remember the mice on Parmezan seas.
Who work non stop in their spacemen hats,
Just glad that they're out of reach of cats!

©2003 Gareth Lancaster

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Bedtime Story at 4am

Once upon a time, there was a girl who had to work many, many days in a row. She had to work 52 hours in 6 days. She had to work 6 days in a row, have a day off, then work another 4 days in a row. Every day she also had to be a good momma to her beautiful daughter (and her kitten.) And seemingly every day she had to make last minute childcare arrangements because the planned sitter canceled.

This girl was very tired, and one day, when she got home from work at 4am, she thought she would write a little blog to let her friends and family know she was a live. So she did. And then she went to sleep.

The End

Monday, May 07, 2007

While at Walmart

Grace: (glances at John.) (DOUBLE TAKE!)

Dr. John: (gives Grace the "what's up?" look)

Grace: Um, you have a booger stuck in your mustache.

(later...)

Dr. John: (leans towards Grace to kiss her cheek)

Grace: Ew, get your boogerstache away from me.




People, do you understand how mean I am? I am mean for what I said (although, really, say boogerstache, it's fun!) and I am really mean for POSTING IT HERE!

Who da man?



So, this week is National Nurses Week. Celebrate the nurses in your life; thank them for doing the things you just never would want to do... ever. The theme this year is A Profession and a Passion. Eh. Whatever. The theme at the hospital seems to be: Nurses- make them fat! All of the nursing celebrations seem to center around food. Some of the units did unit-specific gifts for the nurses (like shirts or beach towels), but since I don't officially belong to a unit, I am just taking advantage of all the food. Mmm. Incidentally, National Nurses Week ends May 12, the b-day of good old Flo Nightingale. Also, so you know, those nurses in that picture up there are all from my hospital.

Incidentally, this also happens to be my 200th post on Blogger. YEA ME! So, in honor of said event, I would like you to comment with suggestions: perhaps a title of a blog you would like me to write, a suggestion of an area of my life you would like to know more about, or a request for a specific story to be chronicled for posterity. Be creative. It would be fun to write a group story (I write one line, you write the next...) or something else interactive. You decide. I write.

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Speech Impediment

Abigail: Look, Momma!

Grace: (around large bite of pizza in mouth) Good job!

Abigail: Hey, Momma?

Grace: Yes?

Abigail: When you talk with pizza in your mouth, you sound like Dr. John.

Friday, May 04, 2007

Blushing

While discussing the topic of womanhood/femininity...


Grace: I actually feel more womanly when I am with other women. I mean, when does your manhood feel most... tangible?

Dr. John: ...eyes widen and sides of mouth tilt upwards, forming a smurk and suppressing a laugh...

Grace: (blushing) That's NOT what I meant!

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Archived

"...for her, every day was the same, and when each day is the same as the next, it's because people fail to recognize the good things that happen in their lives every day that the sun rises."

Paulo Coelho

The Alchemist




Summed Up

Remember when I told you about Shady Maple?

Well, keeping in mind that Central PA is the land of Saturated Fat, and that Shady Maple has a buffet that is, literally, hundreds of feet long, I thought this was apropos.

BTW- I really love that word, apropos. It's right up there with vestibule.

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Dunno de Mayo

In celebration of Dr. John completing his month in the ICU (and surviving without getting pertussis), we hosted a dinner at my house last evening for his co-interns. Since we couldn't decide what to cook (rather, I couldn't decide what to cook) we decided to have a Cinco de Mayo theme!

I made fajitas and beans and rice and it was yummy. Especially since we had soft corn tortillas! So yummy! YEA! (I made some flour ones as well.)

Anyway, so, I'm not sure if you all know this, but other than when I am with close friends and family, I actually have a significant amount of social anxiety, and accordingly, my stress level was steadily increasing as the arrival time my guests neared (really, there were only 2 people, both of whom are really super fabuloso! AND they love Harry!); it seems to be when my stress is highest that Dr. John most wants to be near me. And talk to me. And hug me or touch me. Which, of course, is what I want least. But I digress.

So, they come over, everyone crowds into my small and very warm kitchen (why torture yourselves, people? I kept kicking them out, but they kept congregating back to the kitchen, proving once again that the kitchen really is the best place in the house, and if and when I purchase a home of my own, it will have a nice BIG kitchen.) The food is good, we laugh and have a good time and talk medical at the table (no stomach sissies here!) and all is good and well.

Until Abigail starts farting.

I was going to ignore it the first time, but she just kept doing it. I was sitting right next to her, and oh my gosh! She wouldn't stop! And I didn't want to make a big deal about it, so I am trying to glare her down and she is sitting there with this big smile on her face. It was so... agh!

Finally I sent her to the bathroom and she did the thing that Crystal seems to be having difficulty doing, and it got better. But still.

It's like what Moriah and I were talking about when I was out in Chicago at Easter. How do you teach your child that some things are okay when it's just you and your family, but not okay when other people are around? For instance- making fluffies. Mo and Josh are infamous, but of course, only do so amongst friends and family. How will they teach Charis that it's okay to fluff and laugh about it with your family, but really, when you have guests over, NOT SO OKAY!

Does Beano work? And can I give it to my 4 year old?
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