Post-Birthday Blues

So, I’ve rolled into my 42nd year of life with a head cold and messed-up back … [WHINE] But, I have great coworkers and family who leave me feeling loved.  Had an awesome potluck at work, received a major contribution of glass bottles, and … singing.  OK – the singing part wasn’t so great, but …

Time flies …

I can’t believe it’s Thursday ALREADY … Where’d the week go? The good news – I finally have my chores done for the week – so tomorrow is ALL MINE!  (I even sound like a [2 year old] brat, don’t I??? Mine, mine, MINE! … Oh well – I’m okay with it! )  DH has …

Someday …

I may just write a book … full of bizarre ER stories – so insane, that no one will believe them … But in the meantime, I’ll just shake my head and marvel at what people do and say … I’m getting down to my final scheduled shifts at my current hospital … I know …

Warning Will Robinson …

Overload! Overload!  I’m taking 5 minutes, that I don’t really have, but … hey, it’s all good! Spent yesterday at the sister hospital – my head is spinning just a bit regarding the differences … kind of like shopping at a new grocery store … you take for granted the fact that you know the …

Ahh … Oh-no! Really???

Finally finished with my mandatory nursing in-services …  Ahhhhhh …  Just in time to start orientation hours at my new job (the sister hospital) next week …  Apparently, I am destined to work 56-64 hours a week outside of the home. (WTH?!?)  Good thing I’m not busy … In the meantime … the new studio …

WWU … Nope

Not talking about this weekend, other than to say I got through it – and the countdown has begun … The last two mandatory in-services (at least for October … I HOPE!) are this week.  Can’t wait ‘til I’ve put my time in and they’re DONE! Studio news:  The flooring and cabinets should arrive this …

WWU … Can’t we all just get along???

I’m an ER nurse.  That makes me a member of the ‘human services’ field – much like law enforcement, DHS (Dept of Health/Human Services; Child Protective Services; Community Mental Health; social workers), EMS, central dispatch, etc.  As such, there are things (situations, issues, complaints, statements) that cannot be ignored … The “right” things are said, …

Another weekend bites the dust … AKA WWU

Thank goodness!  I found myself wondering too many times this weekend, “What were/are you thinking?”  Such a wasted thought process!  From high-school intoxicants (who have school suspensions, legal ramifications and loss of driving privileges to face) to fellow health care workers and some of the things they say or do … People are amazing.  And …

Good Cop/Bad Cop … AKA WWU

While I had many patients this weekend – some sweet, cute and/or overall pleasant – I also took part in the care of an out-of-control teenage behavioral-medicine patient … Of course, that’s the one that won’t leave my head.  Very sad.  Due to life’s circumstances, she’s had a tough time of it.  However, that does …

And then there’s Monday … WWU

Gone is the contentment, bottled or otherwise … What a crummy weekend.  Volume wasn’t out of control, no ‘major’ patients (i.e. really sick) … but YUCK!  Drama, drama, drama … and a bit of it was mine.  I was shorter-fused than I should be with … people (we’ll leave it at that).  Then I got …