After an incredibly busy four-hour shift yesterday in which I admitted four patients, sent one home and had to call doctor for the other I came home to Brian saying “I need your help with something.” This almost always means buying something off of the internet. As soon as he picks up his tablet I’m pretty sure I said F me.
Sure enough he found something on eBay he wanted to bid on. It was something for his gun or pistol or whatever the ancient firearm he owns is.
Last week Pokémon Go had a special event where if you did a certain task you got a Pokémon with a heart on its face. I came up with this blog and tracked down the task. However I was unable to throw five great balls in a row to catch the stupid thing. This morning I realized I have friends in a chat group that I am in who were successful and caught them. So I reached out to them for a screen shot. I also asked them to call it Emily, because had I actually caught one I was going to name it Emily Valentine. So here is the picture.
Here is the story of the second time I broke the no keeping in touch with patients. It is a little lengthy but amazing.
Kayla is hiding behind Emily in the picture. This was before the day of my digital camera so the pictures are not the best but they still make me smile when I look at them.
There are two specific rules regarding patients that I remember well from nursing school. The first is never date a patient. You can read about that fiasco here. The second was to never keep in touch with patients because they felt you wouldn’t follow through. Remember I was in nursing school before the internet, social media, cell phones etc. All of these have just added another layer of rules. I usually follow rules but I have broken this one twice.
For those of you who don’t know me, you do not know my love of Monsters Inc. I thought it was one of the most cleverly written movies of all time, just like Toy Story. When Allyson was little her Aunt Teresa bought her a Monsters Inc game for the computer and she and I played it quite a bit until we beat it like five times. Anyway to get into Monster world you have to put the code in which of course was 2319. When George comes back from a kids room with a sock stuck his back the guy yells “we have a 2319” and the CDA (child detection agency) shows up, shaves him bald and destroys the sock like it’s a bomb. So today is 2/3/19 and I have been looking forward to it for a month.
Way back in 2009, I ran my second half marathon. I was so excited when I picked up my bib number. What are the odds?
Then a little over five years ago Women’s Health moved from the fifth floor to the newly renovated second floor with four digit numbers. I don’t think I was on the floor more than ten minutes before I noticed one of our rooms was numbered 2319. This is my favorite room and even though it’s really no different from any other room it is still special. Three or four years ago I decided to place stockings on each room door and if you read them in room order, they tell the story of Jesus’ birth. All of them are red with white tops except 2319. It looks like this.
This year I decided to make hearts for our room doors with the verse 1 Corinthians 13:13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. My manager teased me about the hearts but within three days, three of them had been taken by patients including 2319. You see on 2319’s heart I put this.
I would like to have something on the room doors year round because I think it brightens the place up. I am sure I can find a Monsters Inc picture to fit my needs.
Mole Moral~ This day would have been perfect if the super bowl wouldn’t have fallen on it. Not a fan, not now, not ever!
That catchy phrase was the title of this past weeks church talk or sermon. Sermon just sounds so formal and bossy. Usually when any of our pastors are speaking it just seems like they are talking like they normally do. As in nothing too formal or bossy and they aren’t screaming, “if you don’t accept Jesus into your heart right now and you die tomorrow you will burn in hell.” Anyway I digress.
Two weeks ago the message was don’t waste your words and you should lift others up instead of gossiping and complaining. All that did for me was make me realize how much I do both and I don’t think I have cut down on either. I will always be a work in progress.
A few weeks back I received devastating information and I became really upset and told God to F off for a while. Yes I really did throw the F bomb at him and told him to go away. I kept thinking of Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. I also called that the biggest bunch of BS I have ever read. Yes, I was in a horrible place.
I talked to my mom about it and I remembered that verse is from the Old Testament. You know before Jesus showed up. Then a day or two later this popped into my head
John 16:33 “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”
I wish I could say I knew the chapter and the verse where these came from but I don’t. I know a ton of bible verses but not the chapter and verse. There is this website I use called http://www.biblegateway.com that I learned about from the Pastors at my church. Anyway, I was still pretty mad at God and my next thought was why don’t you just end this freaking experiment already and have Jesus return. He never listens to me.
Painful things lead to one of two things, you either become bitter or better. I remember all those years ago when everyone prayed for my nephew and he lived just six short hours. I had that choice to make and I chose better. I could have stayed in the burn unit and been hateful and unhappy but instead I went to women’s health where I took care of moms who had lost their baby. I did some different things for them over the years. I shared my sister in laws story. I use to give out a CD that a friend of mine had made. I made a bunch of pillows and would put the foot prints on them with the baby’s name and birthdate. (Andrew’s nurse took the pillow I had cross stitched with his name and put his foot prints on it.) Recently I got super carried away and crocheted about forty blankets so the program is well stocked for a while.
I’m not as mad as I was. After Herc was finished speaking on Sunday I told God he could come back around again. He knows I’m crazy and he made me this way, so he shouldn’t expect anything different. Hopefully I am as entertaining to him as I am everyone else.
Mole Moral~ It’s ok to NOT be ok, it’s NOT ok to stay that way.