And yet people STILL say, "Oh, how nice! You're a nurse! Have you met any handsome doctors?" when they hear what I do.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

Re: job happiness thing- I get annoyed at my job on a relatively frequent basis, and working at a university (plus me being who I am) I am hyper-aware of job strata and categories and titles and levels and whatever. Going to grad school helps with that but god help me when I'm trying to find another position next year with that degree in hand.

I was going back over old LJ messages (I was trying to screen Tom from a few choice rants over the years) and re-reading some of my post from when I was in my very interesting, very non-admin-oriented, very stressful and very bad for me job. I loved most of what I did, I loved the people I worked with, but it was a horrible pressure cooker to the point that I couldn't even be rational about the slightest discussion or tone of voice or email I thought was criticizing me.

Now, my job is kinda boring sometimes, kinda tedious sometimes, kinda lord-I-don't-want-to-work-here sometimes, but at least I have the energy to do schoolwork, enjoy my home, my husband, and my life outside of work as much as possible. Not to say there's stuff here that doesn't anny the shit out of me on a regular basis. But it's much easier to shrug it off.

My next job will likely be much different. But hopefully my heart will be in it and that will provide its own satisfaction.

The overnight nurses I had weren't great. My actual delivery nurse was awesome. And my post-delivery nurses were mostly great.

Still, serious thoughts about going to Boston to have #2. Ooooh! I could my Master's at Simmons! t winks at Jen

Honey! Let's move to Boston after I finish my undergrad!!

The hard part is actually *not* putting your heart into it, when you're there day in and day out,

Oh, so totally true. Me, I love doing this and I feel very lucky, but so guilty that I'm not trying my hardest, spending all my free time preparing, making every moment fun! and educational! Also, I feel guilty about being half-asleep for my first class every day, but I'm going to see if I can't do something about that for next year. I have no point to make, I'm just tossing that in.

Earlier Sean complimented my improving art by saying that my doofy little sketch looked more like me.

Hey, did you ever finish that comic book you were drawing for my boyfriend eleven years ago?

(Seriously? Dear god (or deaf god, which I typed first), how has it possibly been that long?)

Honey! Let's move to Boston after I finish my undergrad!!

YES! Miracleborns on the East Coast! I support this plan!

Yay!! t does dance of Boston

Played "Rock Band" last night . I think I might have found my calling. I'm gonna give up this bourgeois lifestyle of mine and go out on the road, singing and playing my push-button guitar.

You should fly in this Friday for the Rock Band competition fundraiser we're having!

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My delivery nurse was fantastic, as was my post-care nurse (she was actually there the whole week and we have video of her coming in the room saying "It's Carolyn! With the DRUGS!").

The nurse-trainees needed to read the 'this patient is allergic to:' notes a LOT better. And the first-year intern on OB rotation (whom the delivery nurse threw out of our room and hopefully back to where he came from AIFG) needed to ask permission more, because if I hadn't been in labor, I would have sporked him.

In otherwords: Nurses, you ROCK. We see you & you are the reason we're still here, with all of our fingers and toes. We sent the nursing staff a card on Iris' first birthday, with full intentions to keep that up until she was 18. But, it turns out, I'm an ass with good intent & poor follow through.

lisah - that would be kickass!!!

My recovery nurses were...not great with the drugs. They were wonderful when they were around, but again, MAJOR overcrowding at this hospital meant they weren't always around. It frequently took hours for me to get my pain meds (and all I was on was ibuprofen - it's not like I was constantly ringing the bell for more morphine), which led to a few very painful days in the hospital.

Honey! Let's move to Boston after I finish my undergrad!!

I fully support this plan and wish to subscribe to its newsletter. Simmons is an awesome school! Also, you should move to Salem. Lower rents PLUS not being stuck in the suburbs.

In less awesome news, Tom's mom's social worker sent us an alarmed and pissy sounding email, informing us of the decline that we knew would happen, which is why we asked them to start the guardianship process months ago, but they didn't.