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.
Honey! Let's move to Boston after I finish my undergrad!!
Can we substitute "someplace warm and sunny all the time" for "Boston"?
Nothing against the Bean-Town, just tired of snow and shit.
Also, you should move to Salem.
The Salem apartment ads on Craigslist are cracking me up! They're all for complexes with pools and gift card move-in specials!
But ya know what I saw on the Boston CL that I don't see on Ann Arbor's?
Jobs. So that right there.....
Simmons is actually one of the schools I would give my left tit to go to.
Can we substitute "someplace warm and sunny all the time" for "Boston"?
I'll buy you a sun lamp and turn up the heat.
ION, I have discovered that I have an inordinate nostalgic fondness for Kenny Rogers' "The Gambler." (He's playing the Emerald Queen Casino, and they just showed the ad between innings.)
You never count your money when you're sitting at the table. There'll be time enough for counting when the dealings done..
Early Kenny Rogers rocked.
Early Early Kenny rogers Psychedelic rocked:
(yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
I woke up this mornin with the sundown shinin in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag within
I tripped on a cloud and fell-a eight miles high
I tore my mind on a jagged sky
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
(yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and then I followed it in
I watched myself crawlin out as I was a-crawlin in
I got up so tight I couldnt unwind
I saw so much I broke my mind
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
(yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
Someone painted april fool in big black letters on a dead end sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left the road and blew out my mind
Eight miles outta memphis and I got no spare
Eight miles straight up downtown somewhere
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
I said I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
Yeah yeah oh-yeaaaaaah
Oh, and, late to the job talk party but I wanted to add that there's a lot to be said for having a job that you can put your heart into while you're doing it and leave behind (for the most part) when you're not in the office.
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.
This? This right here? Is what I need to find.
I had a dream the other night that I as talking to Boss and when I smiled at him, one of my teeth BROKE OFF. Bleeding everywhere. I tried to go to my dentist to fix it and he couldn't because he lost his DDS because he was convicted of some wierd sex crime and then my dad tried to drive me home and we drove off a parking structure. A job should not do this to you and haunt your dreams and shit.
