3.31.2008

This weekend was pretty ok.

There were lots of beds full of shit and fishing a contact out of a man's eye 4 or 5 days post admit with a head injury.

Oops.

Moving hospital beds around is for sure a learned skill, especially when you are also trying to drag along an IV pole and/or ventilator.

Me trying to do it was a bit reminiscent of the hospital level from old school fabulous Three Stooges for 8-bit Nintendo. (Play this video starting at 3:33 to see what I mean if you aren't cool enough to just know.)

And my preceptor is a pretty ok guy and very quick to say things like "You're fine." and "You'll get it." and even "Good job."

Today called about setting up a job interview, but am completely prepared for her to call back and tell me to just nevermind.

Whatev.

The sun is shining and school is finished in just over a month.

I'm having a party.

You're invited.

Hope you can come.

3.28.2008

One More

Right now the top 100 songs of the 90's is on Vh1.

Bucket fulls more appealing than studying for a test.

I could live the rest of my life without ever again hearing Celine Dion.

To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal.

Nature's Candy Update

Two more prunes down.

16 to go.

Victory will be mine.
The Kansas weather goddess has decided to send out another cold spell.

The sky is gray and the wind is biting.

Lured into buying individually wrapped prunes by pretty packaging and clever marketing. Or at least as clever as really can be expected for someone hawking prunes. Choking two of them down nearly made me vomit. So if you have a killer craving for 18 individually wrapped prunes let me know.

My desire to do anything but laze about and watch bad television seems to have disappeared with the warm weather. All of my bedding is in a big pile waiting to be put back on the bed.

Tonight need to force myself into enough homework to slide by for another week since the weekend is dedicated to clinical hours, 12 Saturday, 12 Sunday, plus the drive back and forth.

I'd like to do something that gives me a feeling of having really done something other than spin my wheels in the mud.

Soon.

Please.

3.26.2008

Completely, utterly discouraged by looking for employment.

What's all this talk about how badly everyone needs nurses? Maybe by that they mean experienced nurses? Because there seems to be a general sense of not wanting to bother with newly graduated ones.

Tear inducing depressing to think of all the time, money, and sheer energy poured into nursing school only to end up hostessing at Applebee's or managing a Hooter's.

Blah.

If you need me I'll be in my bunker with a bottle of gin and a pint of chocolate ice cream.

3.25.2008

Hi.

Back to school is the pits.

Good thing this little train is coming up on the end of the track.

Chug chug.

My horoscope today says to secure my bunker and hunker down.

Who wants to come into my bunker for some hunkering?

3.20.2008

You should

Drink a bottle of champagne and listen to jazz while doing the laundry.

Eat a giant spinach salad with crunchy cashews and tangy vinegar-marinated yellow bell pepper for dinner in an effort to make up for the mediocre burger and onion rings you inhaled for lunch.

Sleep happily crammed into a queen size bed with two felines and one super lovable significant other.

Move to the middle of the bed, burrow under the covers, and doze for a while longer after everyone else gets up.

Drink a cup of tea in your pajama bottoms and let the mid-morning sun pouring through the sliding glass doors warm your winter pale skin.

3.19.2008

Sitting on the patio, eating a dark chocolate covered strawberry ice cream bar, contemplating unemployment and the grand delusions (and delusions of grandeur) it requires to be a career politician.

The lead singer for Maroon 5 is vowing not to go home without me and Cat is lounging half in half out the sliding glass door willing me with his kitty charms to take an afternoon nap while the Jinx ravages the planter of catnip.

The sky is travel brochure blue. One of the flowers from the herb fair is starting to sprout tiny red flowers in the Texas spring.

Maybe my turn to bloom coming up soon.

Better late than never, right?

3.15.2008

The birds are chirping, the doors and windows are open, and everyone else (Boyfriend, Cat, the Jinx) is napping.

Just put a pan of granola bars in the oven. Mine are cashew and dried cherry instead of almond and cranberry and have a sneaking suspicion based on the epic wooden spoon wielding battle required to combine the wet and dry ingredients that mine aren't going to cut all pretty like the pictures.

In other news of what goes in my mouth: We ate excellent tacos from a trailer in a bar parking lot today. It would probably be safe to say we were in the minority as patrons not under the influence of a substance or recovering from being under the influence of a substance.

Nonetheless it was good eatin'.

The herb fair was adorable and there are little baby basil, thyme, and some flowers waiting for new homes and more dirt as soon as my cutie lover wakes up.

Hope you're having a nice weekend.

We are.

3.14.2008

Sitting in the sun, eating an apple and bagel chips, hooked up to questionable bootleg wireless.

It's 80 degrees.

Ahhhhhh.

There is pizza dough in the refrigerator waiting for it's final rise and marinara sauce waiting to be pureed. Getting ready to go to the store to get the remaining ingredients. Two pizzas: One with mushrooms and spinach, the other with pepperoni and onions.

Tomorrow want to drag Boyfriend out of bed early on a Saturday (because am just that mean) for a day of organic farm stand and herb fair going.

Hip hip for spring!

3.11.2008

Went to meet Cunty Pie's new little person today. We have the same birthday. She is teeny tiny and doesn't yet seem too keen on being out in the world.

Can't say I blame her.

Came home and sat in the sun with one of my mom's cats. Her black fur was striped brown with dirt and bits of dried grass from rolling around in the yard.

She laid on her back on the warm pavement with her eyes closed and purred.

I did the same, minus the purring.

Warmer days are on the way.

Hang in there.

3.10.2008

Spring is starting her reappearance.

Come on out, pretty girl.

We've been missing you.

3.07.2008

Yesterday was my first 12 hours with my nurse preceptor.

Happy to report that made it through one day with nary a bowel movement in sight.

There was, however, nasty yellow cerebrospinal fluid dripping out of a person's head into a bag, copious amounts of urine, and plenty of narcotic counting.

The MRSA had me sticking my finger up somebody else's nose to apply antibiotic ointment and the Hep C made an appearance.

Right at the end of the day there was a somewhat disturbing occurrence involving a bleeding jugular vein. Once the situation is under control Preceptor tells patient he is really impressed with how calm she stayed throughout.

Her response, with perfect deadpan delivery: "I saw it on ER once."

Ah, the wonders of television.

Who says it's not educational?

3.04.2008

Guess whose gonna have some job interviews?

Mmm hmm, that's right. (Say it En Vogue My Lovin' (You're Never Gonna Get It) style.)

And none of them are at 7-11.

Yet.

Actually looks like they are all going to be at Magnet Hospitals.

Well la ti da look at me.

Who wants to buy me a drink?
Today during social studies (right between spelling and recess) we had a mock legislative session.

Kick ass.

3.02.2008

Dusting off the spring digs.

You like?

Pretend with me snow isn't in the forecast for tomorrow.