Test with Lori

She is making me learn (over the phone) how to link.

Here's her blog.

(And she's making me type this! She's gone all Chuck Norris on me!!)

Happy Happy Joy Joy!!!!

It has come to my attention that I am quite negative on my blog. I realized this today. I went to another person's blog and was astounded. It is beautiful and made me happy. Then she looked at mine. So, of course, I had to read through my blog to see what she read, and I was not impressed! I whine a lot!!! Also, most of my blog is written in a "language" only my friends understand. LOTS of room for adding my personality in so that I don't look so shallow!! I am sarcastic and compassionate people! I laugh at myself a LOT and I expect others to, as well! I need to start showing that! (Well, more so the compassionate part!) I forget that not everybody sees me as an open book. I totally am! So, here's a happy blog, with some clarifications. (If she ever decides to come back!!!)


Clarification #1. (I am hugely self-diagnosed OCD and I must categorize, organize, and label everything! You should see my notes from school - it's quite funny.) I am not just wanting the job in Alaska for the benefits - that is just an added bonus! I always told my mother that if I didn't live in Iowa all my life - I would be in Colorado or Alaska. Mountains and snow ROCK! Both my mother and I have been to Colorado and I was thrilled, she was not. I am sooooooo excited about going and experiencing the whole world of Alaska! I laughed when I read that it was a small town of 3,000 people! Ha! The town I grew up in was 400 on a good day. (pretty sure they counted the dogs, too!)


Clarification #2. I love my job! I really do. It's just taxing at times and this is the best place to let that go. Taking it out on my fellow co-workers would just make them upset, too, and everybody would have a bad day. So, I smile, say thank-you for everything, and secretly blog my frustrations in a comical way to you people! Please don't take them to heart! I decided to work in health care because I have a terrible passion for helping people. Passion, burden, same thing! (There's that sarcasm again! :) I enjoy what I do and I am glad to be a small part of a bigger picture! Sometimes I just loose sight of the big picture and start to drown in the small one. Anybody relate??? I'm sure not!


Clarification #3. I know proper English quite well. I just don't care.


Clarification #4. I have no idea what is proper blog etiquette. I probably never will. So, as in the non-virtual reality, I apologize ahead of time for being ignorantly rude. It happens a lot, deal with it or not. (see previous blog - DDR and afn - foot-in-mouth syndrome)



Clarification #5. I have an obsessive personality and a short attention span. Lori told me she finds this refreshing! Since everything is all about Lori, and we all know this, what she says - goes. I have always found it to be a burden, as have most people who know me. I am pleased that somebody likes it. She almost made me cry when she told me that!

Clarifica - Speaking of a short attention span - I'm done.

Quote of the Week #2, a day early...

Since the subject for a while will be my obsession with Alaska:

There's a saying about Alaskan men - the odds are good, but the goods are odd.

Patience is a virtue.....of which I lack.

If anyone has any input on living in Alaska, or something else interesting about the beautiful place, let me know!!! Two whole days ago, my friend, Julie, told me of a job in Alaska. They hire seasonal nurses (6 months at a time) and the benefits they offer are incredible. I want to go now. Keep in mind - I start nursing school in August. I highly doubt they pay their secretaries as well! I am so excited I could spit! (remind me to look up the origin of that saying) I have been google-ing all I can about it. I even looked up myspace people from the town I am looking at; guess what - they have idiotic, bored teenagers too! I like that I have something to work towards, a goal to keep my focus. I am not happy, however, that my obsessive tendencies have kicked in and that is all I can think about!!!! I am driving myself crazy!

I guess it is a constructive distraction from moving, school, and, above all, Tammy. Maybe I like the contrast that says, "Good things are still happening!" When Tammy first died a little over a month ago, I was upset that the world didn't stop turning and pay its respects. Now, I am so grateful for all of the other things going on. I do not feel so lost in grief. It is still there, don't get me wrong, but at least my obsession is a happy one for a while. For those of you who don't know, Tammy was my mother's sister. My mother's side of the family is extremely close; she was my aunt, but she was also one of my best friends. I miss her. I cannot write much now - I am at work and about to break out in tears!

I may write later!!!

Quote of the week. # 1 - We'll see how far this goes...

"Relish the fact that the road of your life will probably be a windy road. Something like in The Wizard of Oz. You see the glory of Oz up ahead, but there are lots of twists and turns along the way - lots of tin men, lots of green women." - Suzan-Lori Parks

P.S.

If you want to know where the CT report for 21 is, ask me. I will gladly call them and find out what the hold up is. DO NOT, however, say quietly to yourself (right beside me - loud enough for me to hear): Hmm, I wonder where my CT report is.....

Twice.

I do not respond well.

Irritated at work - you may want to ignore this - I'm venting!!!!

You know what irritates me? Let me make you a list.



1. When doctors ask me questions that I have nothing to do with, and then expect me to find out the answer for them. Not ask me to find out. They just expect it.



No, I don't know where your damned EKG is! I ordered it and put it in the tech's slot. It's not there anymore, so I would guess that you should ask the tech about your EKG! From that point on, it has nothing to do with me! You want to know where it is - ask me nicely and respectfully to find it for you and I will be glad to. Give me that damned look again and I'll find it just so I can shove it up your a**!!!!



2. When techs ask me questions I have nothing to do with. Repeatedly.



No, I have no idea if 4 needs an I.V. That's for the nurse. That doesn't come through me. No, I don't know if blood has already been drawn, I just know what was ordered. That's it! Really! Just like that's all I knew on room 3, and room 2, and for that matter, room one. And just for planning-ahead's sake, I will also not know on rooms 5, 6, 7, or 8. I didn't know yesterday and I will not know when we work together again tomorrow. (5 minutes later...) NO, I DO NOT KNOW IF 9 NEEDS AN I.V.!!!!!!!



3. Nurses who try to do my job. IE. The call light rings. I look at it - it is for a patient who is not in my pod. I expect that the secretary for that pod will answer it, and they do. Our call lights continue to ring until someone physically goes in the room and shuts it off. (NOT, by the way, supposed to be done by a secretary.)



Irritating nurse: Is that my light?



Me: No, it's room 12. That's why I didn't answer it. (in my head.....) If it was your f#%king light, I would have f#%king TOLD you!!! That's my f#%king job! Go do yours and leave me the f#%k alone!!!!!!!!

I am going to stop now. I am tired and I need to let things go so I can get through this shift without disemboweling the good doctor. Thank you. Good night.

A list.

So. Lori is insisting that I actually blog. So here I am - telling you what's up with me.

I have been avoiding studying for the NET for a couple weeks now. I really need to start soon.

I'm working with some very bitchy nurses tonight.

I need to clean my car out DESPERATELY!!!!!! It is starting to reek.

I ran into my high school science teacher today! That was nice. He taught me a lot. It was good to be able to tell him.

I think I would like to get one of those not-motorcycle, geeky-looking scooter thingys to save on gas. All I ever do is go to work anyway. I can use all the money I save on gas to actually go visit my parents! and Lori!

My friend Sarah had her twins last night!!!! YEAH SARAH!!!!!!!!! Two pretty healthy little boys - Wyatt and Chase.

I forgot to pay my phone bill last month. The bad part is - they have my phone number and won't stop reminding me!!

I am SOOOOOO excited that I only have 3 more weeks of the laundry matt!!!!!!

I got a bunch of shots at the doctor's office on Wednesday to get ready for nursing school. My left arm hurts like hell!! Tetanus. And it freakin ITCHES!!! Have you ever swam for, like, hours and hours, and then tried to lay down and sleep, and your body hurts so bad you just cry and want to scream??? Yup, that's about what it's like. Keep in mind - I am a weeny.

I am tired. And I don't know what I want to be doing right now, but I know I don't want to be here. (work)

I am working with Lisa tonight and she's a peach! - really! - I'm totally not being sarcastic. She is so perky. It's contagious.

I am thankful for spellcheck.

I got a new record player. Now I am just waiting for the records that I bought on e-bay to arrive. THEN I remembered that I already packed the record player for the move. (Since I had no records to play in it.)

I have an appointment for next month with the Mercy chaplain, to teach me when and why I should sit/stand/kneel during mass. That way I don't look like an idiot when I finally decide to go. That - and I really think it would show respect to my friends, the congregation, and God if I had an understanding of what I was doing. I am not very good at the spectator thing. Get this Lori - he's a deacon at St. Francis of Assisi!!

I start school on June 2nd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Physiology. I start my CNA class on the 3rd. I am excited! The sooner we start - the faster it's over!!!!!!

I am training a woman to take my position so that I can move to weekends. I am very upset. This woman is irritating, slow, trouble-instigating, unfocused, gossip-obsessed, and does that weird eye-bulging thing when she's telling you something that is just oh-so-awful! She is more interested in the personal lives of the patients and doctors than she is in learning how to do her job. I am not comfortable leaving my nurses with an incompetent replacement. I also have no choice. I cannot stay in my position, I have voiced my concerns to the "higher-ups", and I have been told no one else even applied. It's her or nobody. I think they will eventually wish they would have chosen nobody.

Again, spellcheck rocks.

Dr. Hatchitt just told me about a record player - the Ion Record player- that plays all sizes and can record the sound onto your computer, and be hooked up to your stereo. I want one.

I only have an hour of work left. *a very tired* yeah!

I bought The Last Unicorn on DVD the other day! It was on sale at Wal-Mart. I love that movie!!

Now I need The Never-Ending Story.

I am really feeling like I should keep in touch with people better. I miss some people in my life. I am very bad at correspondence. I am just so busy. I need to make it a bigger priority.

I am very glad for new sheets. I am so a girl. I love being girly!

I do not feel well today, because I made a dip-shit move and ate a couple bites of a (not worth it) cheesecake with crust. *kicking myself in the ass* I really need to work on why I do this and what I can do to keep myself in line. Talk about shooting yourself in the foot! I am destroying my own insides! For a STUPID sugar addiction!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, I am going to clean up my desk a little and get ready to close down the pod for the night. So, have a good one, and hopefully I'll do this again soon.

P.S. - they've called me two more times about my phone bill since I started typing this. :)

Why is it that every time I have the time to blog, I can never seem to come up with the words to say; why is it that every time I have other things to do, I can recite blog after blog in perfect rhythm. God's sense of humor? I think that goes a little beyond deliciously sarcastic.



I am tired and I have a lot of things to do today: run to Newton to get my planner from Angie (finally!!), find my debit card, cash my check, run to Wal-mart for more packing tape, stop at the post office to overnight a check I should have sent last week, etc., etc., etc. I am more tired just thinking about it! Then, another twelve hour long shit, I mean, shift tonight. Do I sound thrilled? I am. Now that is not quite deliciously sarcastic. Depressingly sarcastic. Yeah - that's it.


I am finally posting this. Almost two weeks later.