Lately I have been feeling the itch to get away, to learn, to think, to READ, and to just be. And while nothing is set in stone yet, I have an opportunity for a summer job that will take me far, far away from here! (But still on the same continent!)
I am so excited!
This will be so much FUN!
I can hardly wait till May!
More updates to come.
This post, with far too many exclamation! points! brought to you by Alexandria!
Also, this inquiry: how is someone who has never breastfed (me) supposed to teach other women to breastfeed? The answer, coming tomorrow! Or probably not!
Labels: Life, Nursing, Summer, Work
Today was my last day at my crappy, crappy job. My job had its perks: it was nursing related, it was very rewarding, and I loved my clients (most of them). I worked for a home health care company for 1 1/2 years, and that was long enough thankyouverymuch.
To commemorate our last day together, one of my favorite clients and I went out for coffee to the local bakery. It was bittersweet. Its strange, a little bit, but Mike and I have been through a lot together (mostly him) and his family was like family to me. I would call him my friend. Mike was the reason I stayed as long as I did at that job, but it was time to call it quits.
Its feels so strange to say goodbye. I've spent 6 hours a week with Mike, every week, since July. He's been a constant in my weeks, and I could always look forward to our long chats, playing ping pong, and him teasing me about almost everything. His wife's baking was always a plus, too.
But Mike will continue his recovery from stroke without me. And as much as I want to take the credit for his stunning progress so far, it has been his hard work and determination that got him this far, I was just there to help. His strength and character (and goofy smile) are something I will remember for many years to come.
Labels: Nursing, Thoughts, Work
If I go to a crappy province for the weekend and am sleep deprived, I still have to write a paper. If I go out for supper with my family, I still have to write a paper. If I take a nap and dream that my paper is done, I still have to WAKE UP AND WRITE MY FREAKIN' PAPER. I hate school. Why can't papers write themselves? And why does the nursing faculty feel the need to make the MOST useless assignments in the world? And torture their students? You know, seeing as we have to do this PBL junk (problem based learning, for all you non-nursing students out there) you'd think they'd let us choose the assignments we want. You know, projects we would actually learn from. Oh, the inconsistencies.
Woe!
P.S. My paper is due Wednesday at 0900 hours. Hey, that leaves me like 36 hours! Procrastination time! Stay tuned for the Wednesday night edition of "Hey, I have a psych paper due on Friday! And I haven't started! Party on!
Labels: Nursing, School
Fried. Tuesday, November 13, 2007 |
My brain, that is.
Today I got to go to the OR (Operating Room) for a whole day! I saw a baby boy being born by c-section, I saw a little tyke get tubes put into his ears, I saw a laparoscopic tubal clipping! This means nothing to most of you but trust me, it is very cool. Maybe I will be an OR nurse one day. They are fabulous! (Shout out to the OR nurses! Holla!!)
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Apparently my brain is more fried than I thought, because in approximately the 1.5349 minutes it took me to type up the paragraph about the OR, I forgot what I had originally wanted to blog about.
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Today is one of those days I don't want to do ANYTHING. I want to call in sick to work, and then go home and not do my homework, and then skip class tomorrow because I didn't get my homework done. And then skip work tomorrow afternoon so I can finish the homework I didn't do. It really is a vicious cycle, people. Pity me.
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ANNNNNDD in other news, group projects suck. Seriously, who ever in the history of time liked group projects? If you have participated in this dreadful activity, do you feel that it helped you to prepare for your career?
I DIDNT THINK SO.
(somebody please, prove me wrong. give me some HOPE here!)
Labels: Life, Nursing, School