Drop the last year into the silent limbo of the past. Let it go, for it was imperfect, and thank God that it can go. --Brooks Atkinson
Hope you enjoy your night wherever you are!
Monday, December 31, 2012
Friday, December 28, 2012
I am showing my age..
I feel sorry for the girl who actually brought Joan Rivers along to pick out her wedding dress.
Too bad an opinionated mother or sister wasn't enough. (head smack)
Back to reality, not TV...nursing a bunch of characters at the Hotel is WAY easier than dealing with Joan Rivers.
Stay tuned...
Too bad an opinionated mother or sister wasn't enough. (head smack)
Back to reality, not TV...nursing a bunch of characters at the Hotel is WAY easier than dealing with Joan Rivers.
Stay tuned...
Points to ponder
Yes, it seems far away from nursing to talk about insider trading, but it's not really if you read this article.
Sure, those investment types are NOT supposed to take the advice of a doctor and go sell stocks, but they did. They made huge profits.
And it just reminds me what one of my old professors said eons ago. "Take a glass of water with you to every meeting. If they start to discuss insider trading or price fixing, accidentally spill said glass of water on yourself and walk out. Make sure this is recorded in the meeting minutes, or make a note to self."
Just in case the SEC and other sundry law enforcement folks come calling...
Sure, those investment types are NOT supposed to take the advice of a doctor and go sell stocks, but they did. They made huge profits.
And it just reminds me what one of my old professors said eons ago. "Take a glass of water with you to every meeting. If they start to discuss insider trading or price fixing, accidentally spill said glass of water on yourself and walk out. Make sure this is recorded in the meeting minutes, or make a note to self."
Just in case the SEC and other sundry law enforcement folks come calling...
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Just in case...
You missed the annual Yule Log available on many TV stations around the country today, roll on over to ye old computer and view it up close and personal here.
Enjoy!
Enjoy!
Merry Christmas everyone!
This song reminds me of my first Christmas away from home many years ago in England. Merry Christmas to all wherever you are today!
Ding dong! merrily on high
In heav’n the bells are ringing:
Ding dong! verily the sky
Is riv’n with Angel singing.
Gloria,
Hosanna in excelsis!
E’en so here below, below,
Let steeple bells be swungen,
And “Io, io, io!”
By priest and people sungen.
Gloria,
Hosanna in excelsis!
Pray you, dutifully prime
Your matin chime, ye ringers;
May you beautifully rime
Your evetime song, ye singers.
Gloria,
Hosanna in excelsis!
Monday, December 17, 2012
Mysteries to be solved
The message carried by a pigeon found in a chimney recently (from World War I) may have been solved.
The mystery as to why I couldn't register and get free registration (as promised) for a conference I'm going to go to next year was solved today. Thanks Stacy for getting that computer to work!
A mysterious sputtering ailment plaguing my aging car will be resolved (hopefully) tomorrow. I've been preparing my husband for car end-of-life all weekend. Sometimes, you have to know when to give up and let go.
And now I say good night, since I get to stand in all day for K., who will be home tomorrow with a very sick kid. If I don't do it, no one will.
Stay tuned...
The mystery as to why I couldn't register and get free registration (as promised) for a conference I'm going to go to next year was solved today. Thanks Stacy for getting that computer to work!
A mysterious sputtering ailment plaguing my aging car will be resolved (hopefully) tomorrow. I've been preparing my husband for car end-of-life all weekend. Sometimes, you have to know when to give up and let go.
And now I say good night, since I get to stand in all day for K., who will be home tomorrow with a very sick kid. If I don't do it, no one will.
Stay tuned...
Sunday, December 16, 2012
The beginning, again
Grad school is over. I know one of my grades was an A for the semester. I'm awaiting sentencing on the other one. It's kind of odd to get too excited about graduation from a school that only has one annual commencement, when that's in May and you're finishing in December like me.
I've been called odd before. No sweat.
The beginning is my long-neglected exercise program and diet log. I have a snappy doo-dad on my computer to track calories, activities, and even glasses of water. It still remembers what I weighed when I tried this food tracking earlier this year.
I'm also beginning to evaluate what really needs to be cleaned in my house. After a couple of semesters of neglect (that shows), I'm going to have tobribe, er, train Bubba to do more housework for his allowance.
Should be an interesting time!
Stay tuned...
I've been called odd before. No sweat.
The beginning is my long-neglected exercise program and diet log. I have a snappy doo-dad on my computer to track calories, activities, and even glasses of water. It still remembers what I weighed when I tried this food tracking earlier this year.
I'm also beginning to evaluate what really needs to be cleaned in my house. After a couple of semesters of neglect (that shows), I'm going to have to
Should be an interesting time!
Stay tuned...
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Is it the end?
It certainly is almost the end of the weekend and the end of the year. I will miss that, the weekend part, anyway.
WildDog is getting slower and more incontinent. Not sure when/if his end will come soon. I thought about it the other day when I wrote the Christmas letter. We have had WildDog since before Bubba was born, and he was about 5 years old when we got him. He is getting gray around his muzzle, too.
Even though, he's an old dog, he loves the head scratches and ear rubs.
My car is making all sorts of noises. Dahey is in charge of investigating that. What joy! It's older than Bubba and almost as old as WildDog.
I'm thinking it might be time to just buy a little compact to go back and forth to work, since I'm lucky enough to be close to the Hotel.
Plenty to think about...
WildDog is getting slower and more incontinent. Not sure when/if his end will come soon. I thought about it the other day when I wrote the Christmas letter. We have had WildDog since before Bubba was born, and he was about 5 years old when we got him. He is getting gray around his muzzle, too.
Even though, he's an old dog, he loves the head scratches and ear rubs.
My car is making all sorts of noises. Dahey is in charge of investigating that. What joy! It's older than Bubba and almost as old as WildDog.
I'm thinking it might be time to just buy a little compact to go back and forth to work, since I'm lucky enough to be close to the Hotel.
Plenty to think about...
Friday, December 14, 2012
It's Friday
And one day, I'm glad is over. My very last paper of grad school is finally done.
But nothing today could be as noteworthy (or notorious) as the school shooting in Connecticut today.
As a mother of a child who could have gone to school there (Bubba's the right age group), I am numb. Numb to think that someone would kill his mother, steal his brother's identity, then go and kill as many as possible in an elementary school.
I could somewhat understand if the shooter chose adults with whom he had a grievance, but he did not. He killed defenseless little children.
Some things I just can't understand...the terror, the grief, the unspeakable sadness for families, first responders, for all the people of Newtown.
I will just pray. For all of them.
But nothing today could be as noteworthy (or notorious) as the school shooting in Connecticut today.
As a mother of a child who could have gone to school there (Bubba's the right age group), I am numb. Numb to think that someone would kill his mother, steal his brother's identity, then go and kill as many as possible in an elementary school.
I could somewhat understand if the shooter chose adults with whom he had a grievance, but he did not. He killed defenseless little children.
Some things I just can't understand...the terror, the grief, the unspeakable sadness for families, first responders, for all the people of Newtown.
I will just pray. For all of them.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
12...
12/12/12...a lucky day.
It just might be. I bought some lotto tickets, since this kind of day won't come around for another 100 or so years.
Might as well enjoy it while it's here! A beautiful day here in RehabLand.
It just might be. I bought some lotto tickets, since this kind of day won't come around for another 100 or so years.
Might as well enjoy it while it's here! A beautiful day here in RehabLand.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Reality
Yes, it is 0430, and I'm up finishing this paper after my advisor gave me a scathing review of my draft.
I don't want to appear superficial when I've worked on this massive thing all semester...
Stay tuned.
I don't want to appear superficial when I've worked on this massive thing all semester...
Stay tuned.
Monday, December 10, 2012
I think I can, I think...
Life is not easy for any of us. But what of that? We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something and that this thing must be attained.~ Marie Curie
One more week to attain...off I go!
Cross your fingers...
One more week to attain...off I go!
Cross your fingers...
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Trains
If I were a nurse educating you teenagers on the dangers of crossing at unmarked areas of the train tracks, I'd tell you this.
Yes, I have jumped a train. I grew up with the tracks close to my home. I jumped the tracks when the train staff helped me when a locomotive broke down on the tracks on the way to school. I never jumped a train on my own.
My parents grew up in the same area of the tracks, and they both had stories of maimed and dead friends from the neighborhood. One kid I knew, K., died when he was hanging out on a trestle one night and thought he could jump off it into the water below. He didn't make it.
It pains me to see the stories lately of the kids who die cutting over the tracks because they left their earbuds in and the 60 mph train snuck up on them.
It doesn't have to be...be safe out there. Take off the earbuds, or leave one out so you can hear. Look both ways. If you must cross the tracks in an unmarked spot, run. Do not dawdle. Do not attempt to hurry if you have a cart or stroller or something else that might get stuck.
Take the long way and you just might live another day.
I'd rather not tell K's story again.
Yes, I have jumped a train. I grew up with the tracks close to my home. I jumped the tracks when the train staff helped me when a locomotive broke down on the tracks on the way to school. I never jumped a train on my own.
My parents grew up in the same area of the tracks, and they both had stories of maimed and dead friends from the neighborhood. One kid I knew, K., died when he was hanging out on a trestle one night and thought he could jump off it into the water below. He didn't make it.
It pains me to see the stories lately of the kids who die cutting over the tracks because they left their earbuds in and the 60 mph train snuck up on them.
It doesn't have to be...be safe out there. Take off the earbuds, or leave one out so you can hear. Look both ways. If you must cross the tracks in an unmarked spot, run. Do not dawdle. Do not attempt to hurry if you have a cart or stroller or something else that might get stuck.
Take the long way and you just might live another day.
I'd rather not tell K's story again.
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Friday, December 7, 2012
Another week in RehabLand...
And what a week it was! Lots of ups and downs, happiness and sadness. I got what I asked Santa for already: equipment and the start for a new clinic. And I got four pounds of espresso! Ho ho ho! I can't wait until clinic starts in the New Year.
At Madison, one of our doctors celebrated ten years at the Hotel. We finally got a new doctor to replace our last one who retired recently. Then our boss announced that he/she is taking a new job in a month, four hours away.
One of our staff complained of chest pains and got a cancer diagnosis instead once he/she was hospitalized.
School is on hold, I'm awaiting sentencing, as one of my old professors used to say. (Actually, he said waiting for the plea bargains....really miss that sense of humor.)
In a way, I feel the same. I'd like to plead for my sanity, but I'm just going to relax and see what happens.
More to come...
At Madison, one of our doctors celebrated ten years at the Hotel. We finally got a new doctor to replace our last one who retired recently. Then our boss announced that he/she is taking a new job in a month, four hours away.
One of our staff complained of chest pains and got a cancer diagnosis instead once he/she was hospitalized.
School is on hold, I'm awaiting sentencing, as one of my old professors used to say. (Actually, he said waiting for the plea bargains....really miss that sense of humor.)
In a way, I feel the same. I'd like to plead for my sanity, but I'm just going to relax and see what happens.
More to come...
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Friday, November 30, 2012
Two weeks...
Yes, in two weeks, this odyssey will be over. No longer will I have to say, "No, I have to go home and study this weekend."
I am a little sad to leave, but not enough to stay. I have learned so much as I've gone along, that I still cannot believe that from the time I applied, got accepted to now that so much of my life has changed.
I am no longer a new nurse. I have grown in my practice. I have mastered much of one, and now, am learning another. My dreams from ages ago have actually come true
The genie is no longer in the bottle. The education I have has changed my job and my outlook.
Like the song says, I'm headed to the future...and I like it.
I am a little sad to leave, but not enough to stay. I have learned so much as I've gone along, that I still cannot believe that from the time I applied, got accepted to now that so much of my life has changed.
I am no longer a new nurse. I have grown in my practice. I have mastered much of one, and now, am learning another. My dreams from ages ago have actually come true
The genie is no longer in the bottle. The education I have has changed my job and my outlook.
Like the song says, I'm headed to the future...and I like it.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
A topper
I really did think when I called my friend N. on the Left Coast, that I really did have a story that could top anything that happened to her.
N. is a manager of a Borg Pharmaceutical vendor, who will remain nameless.
My day was fine and dandy until Mr. and Mrs. Lost came to my door. I figured it was a simple, direct-them-to-the-SU kind of thing that normally happens. Nope.
Mr. Lost told me that he was going to kill someone. (Ding, ding, ding -- alarm bells) To top it off, he had a plan.
Hello...there went my beautiful boring morning. Calm Mr. and Mrs. Lost down and call the psych people.
No one is answering their phone. (Maybe that lunar eclipse thing messed them up?) So I went looking for the mental health staffers on our team. After much searching, I found one.
Mr. Lost stayed in my office while J., our mental health staffer, called the "Heightened state" team. Chief says, "Send Mr. Lost to the ER for evaluation."
Surprisingly, Mr. Lost was okay with that. J. stayed with him until the ambulance came. Mrs. Lost went home to collect some things and call Mr. Lost's daughter.
And so, J. had a teaching moment with the student today.
I'm so glad I got to be the lucky person...stay tuned for more.
N. is a manager of a Borg Pharmaceutical vendor, who will remain nameless.
My day was fine and dandy until Mr. and Mrs. Lost came to my door. I figured it was a simple, direct-them-to-the-SU kind of thing that normally happens. Nope.
Mr. Lost told me that he was going to kill someone. (Ding, ding, ding -- alarm bells) To top it off, he had a plan.
Hello...there went my beautiful boring morning. Calm Mr. and Mrs. Lost down and call the psych people.
No one is answering their phone. (Maybe that lunar eclipse thing messed them up?) So I went looking for the mental health staffers on our team. After much searching, I found one.
Mr. Lost stayed in my office while J., our mental health staffer, called the "Heightened state" team. Chief says, "Send Mr. Lost to the ER for evaluation."
Surprisingly, Mr. Lost was okay with that. J. stayed with him until the ambulance came. Mrs. Lost went home to collect some things and call Mr. Lost's daughter.
And so, J. had a teaching moment with the student today.
I'm so glad I got to be the lucky person...stay tuned for more.
Monday, November 26, 2012
Temps are dropping...
And they are calling for snow. I guess winter really is around the corner!
Bubba is asleep early. I hope none of his classmates shared any special viruses they got during Thanksgiving.
More to come...
Bubba is asleep early. I hope none of his classmates shared any special viruses they got during Thanksgiving.
More to come...
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Ah, a couple of days...
It just takes a couple of days away to really enjoy the start of the holidays.
Thanksgiving dinner was delightful. The day was sunny and the food all turned out really good. No politics was discussed at our dinner table (a major feat). We watched movies after lunch and just vegetated. (Thank goodness for the dishwasher!)
Black Friday came and went. I worked on a paper (I actually felt like writing) and Dahey and Bubba went shopping. Since most of the hardcore shoppers were out on Thanksgiving, it wasn't nearly as crowded. I did most of my shopping online. I did go to a store, but couldn't find anything I wanted.
The boys came home with an unusual present. They decided they needed a ukelele. (Dahey wanted a guitar, but didn't like the one he saw that was in the price range). The ukelele was in the price range and even came with a teach yourself DVD. Should be interesting to see if Bubba can get good enough to qualify for one of these scholarships. (Yes, there are scholarships for ukelele!)
Today, we're going to a local holiday fair and Bubba is excited. He knows the Santa there is not "real Santa" but he promises not to mess it up for the little kids.
Should be interesting...stay tuned.
Thanksgiving dinner was delightful. The day was sunny and the food all turned out really good. No politics was discussed at our dinner table (a major feat). We watched movies after lunch and just vegetated. (Thank goodness for the dishwasher!)
Black Friday came and went. I worked on a paper (I actually felt like writing) and Dahey and Bubba went shopping. Since most of the hardcore shoppers were out on Thanksgiving, it wasn't nearly as crowded. I did most of my shopping online. I did go to a store, but couldn't find anything I wanted.
The boys came home with an unusual present. They decided they needed a ukelele. (Dahey wanted a guitar, but didn't like the one he saw that was in the price range). The ukelele was in the price range and even came with a teach yourself DVD. Should be interesting to see if Bubba can get good enough to qualify for one of these scholarships. (Yes, there are scholarships for ukelele!)
Today, we're going to a local holiday fair and Bubba is excited. He knows the Santa there is not "real Santa" but he promises not to mess it up for the little kids.
Should be interesting...stay tuned.
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