If you’ll notice, there is a new thingy on the right side of my blog. It’s called Shelfari, and it’s pretty cool (though admittedly, I don’t know much about it), but there you can find what books I’ve read, what I’m reading and other fun things. Anyway, my BIL had to put it on the blog because I had NO idea how to do it. So, Thanks Bill! You are awesome (but you already knew that, didn’t you?)
Archive for August, 2008
…….than sleeping cows.
I just had to say, Who is proud of me for figuring out how to put pictures in a post? Yay me! That’s right, I rock.
Kind of anyway. People who use their children as an excuse piss me off. The same with people who live life only for their children. Don’t get me wrong. I think kids are important, but I also think that you can have a little bit of a life outside of being mommy (or daddy). In fact, I have plenty of friends who are able to do just that. So, that’s my little rant for today. And just because I can, I’m going to put pictures of MY children up.
Yeah….pretty much spent the last almost two weeks watching various parts of the Olympics. Funny thing is, I don’t like to watch sports usually. Just every two years or so. I do have one thing I have to say……what is up with rhythmic gymnastics? I don’t get it.
A word that inspires dread into almost every nurse. Floating is when you don’t have enough patients on your home unit to justify all of the scheduled nurses. So, if there are other units in the hospital that are busy and in need of help, you get sent to help them. I have hated floating since day one of nursing. There is a reason I work in the unit that I work on. But alas, it happened again last night. I ended up sitting one to one with a restless patient on the med/surg floor. Now, I can’t decide which I hate more, having an assignment of patients to tend to, or sitting one to one. Sitting one to one on a night shift is sure challenging. While someone sleeps (maybe), you have to try to stay awake and make sure they keep sleeping. My little old lady (hereby LOL), was of course restless. She slept for maybe an hour. It was up and down, to the toilet, to the chair, here and there all night long. It was a very long night. Luckily, she was a pleasant lady and not combative.
One of my pet peeves is that the medical floors always seem to freak out when they have more than one admission. Yeah, admissions suck, but nobody comes to do my admissions when I have 3 labor patients come in. I just get them done, one at a time. And yes, I know that working on the medical floor is tough, but working in OB is not all fluffy bunnies. You’d be surprised at all we have to do. But, that’s a post for a different day. For now, I survived last night with a little help from my friends at NBC and the 29th Olympiad, and a little Sudoku. What more could a girl ask for?