Tuesday, December 30, 2008

The pictures are out of order but you get the idea...

This is the aftermath. Sadly, our living room still looks like this today.

After Santa came, but before Ethan awoke

This picture is Ethan fresh from the bed, checking out Santa's surprises

My parents living room. Christmas card-esqe, is it not?

Ethan and I in front of the fire. Do you think Ethan is excited?

Ethan on the way to church Christmas Eve, dancing in his car seat to Christmas songs

Monday, December 29, 2008

The last 4 days in a nutshell

I am on day 4 of 5 days off in a row and it. is. heavenly. I am seriously enjoying it WAY more than I should! I really needed it, though. Burn out at my job happens FAST and I was just working way too many days in a row for the past few weeks. I was spent! I am actually looking forward to going back and I even contemplated working tomorrow even though technically I am off, but I am able to talk myself off THAT ledge really quick.

We have had a wonderful time as a family. Christmas Eve is my favorite day of the year. I absolutely love it. I love going to church on that day, and I really love going back to my parents house for snacks and presents. I have always loved that day. When we got home, we got Ethan to bed and tried out our new Wii Fit. I am overweight and Jay is obese and our Mii's were gigantic after it calculated our BMI and weight. We laughed so hard we had tears in our eyes. Christmas day was wonderful, amazing, and everything in between. We opened presents at home, just the three of us, then we all got dressed and headed to Newport to eat a really early dinner at Jay's Grandma's house. It was fun and delicious. Unfortunately I had to work that afternoon, but it was okay. Ethan just wanted to go home anyways, so it worked out good.

Friday my sister in law came into town with her family. We spent the entire day at my in-laws house, just relaxing, socializing, and eating. It was really fun and Ethan was really good. I was looking forward to this day for a while.

Saturday we did nothing. Sunday we had lunch at my parents and Jay watched a ton of football. Even I, the biggest non-football fan in the world, hung my head in shame when the Lions lost.

Today Jay and I were determined to get Ethan out of the house. We were lazy in the morning and then headed out to lunch at Red Robin. Ethan was absolutely adorable. They were playing 50's music and Ethan couldn't stop dancing. He ate really good, too, which for him is a big thing. Afterwards, we visited Jay's Grandma at the nursing home. It was sad. Jay and I just kept looking at each other. She has changed so much since we last saw her and it made me realize that we absolutely NEED to get over there more often. She is slowly slipping away. She had a very glazed look in her eyes. She just seemed very distant. She didn't know who we were and she couldn't keep her eyes open for nothing. Here on out, I vow to make it out there at least once a week. No excuses. After we left there, we went to Funtastic and had a great time. Ethan had so much fun. There was one little boy that tried to push Ethan down. It literally broke his heart. The whole way home, Ethan had the saddest look on his face. Jay kept reminding him that not all children are nice, and if you encounter a child who is mean, just stay away from him. Ethan kept pouting, so we just drove along in silence. Finally he spoke up and said "That's it! Next week, I am going to play a trick on him."

That's all for now. We're home for the evening and my pajama pants are calling my name.

Saturday, December 27, 2008


We got everything we wanted and more for Christmas this year. I'll make a more detailed post later. I am coming down with a sinus infection, I believe, so I am feeling kind of miserable right now.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

So! After last nights little debacle, things are smooth sailing in the K household. Ethan apologized more than ever and I KNOW he meant it. He has been a doll all day. I think we are past that little moment of evil. For now, anyway. I'm not putting my guard down yet.

I learned a few things, though! For one, my son can pack a mean punch. My jaw agrees.
Imagine getting punched in the face by a 4 year old. Now imagine by a 13 year old. 20? You get the idea. In other words, that was his first and last punch to the noggin in his life. And I am so thankful he got it out of his system.
I learned that you have to follow through. If we say no presents, that means no presents. Don't give me your sweet, Jerry McGuire kid face, because you KNOW that always works and don't expect anything anymore! It's D-O-N-E. And I will promise to not make your punishments to steep...it has to be within reason.
Clothing is never an option. I see you like to strip naked when you are REALLY mad. Just so you know, no matter how many times you try this, we will ALWAYS make you get dressed. It's nonnegotiable. Stop trying.
The excuse "I'm tired" when you want to get out of doing something will NEVER fly. I tried it at work today, actually. I said I was too tired to check out all my patients. Wanna know what happened to me? Someone laughed in my face and said "room 631 needs you now. there is blood everywhere." So I got real made and took off all my clothes. Wanna know what happened THEN? I cleaned up blood NAKED! Okay, so I embellished a bit. But get the idea, Ethan-face?

And last...I love you so much. Painfully much. You are my life, my world, my everything. When you acted like that, you hurt me in the worst possible way. That's not now I treat you and it won't be how you treat me. We are a family and a family loves one another.

So get some practice on this boy, because there will be no repeats.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

There are no words tonight for a post. All I can say is that my sons behavior, for the first time in his 4 little years of life, has brought me to tears. And yet despite my anger towards him right now, I still REALLY want to go lay with him, scatch his back, and "talk about our day" like we always do. But I won't this time. Because I am seeing for myself right now how my lack of discipline is being thrown right back in my face in a really bad way.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

So I am standing in line at Meijer today with a pair of light green pajamas with pink hearts all over them for my neice. The cashier looks at Ethan, holds up the size 11/12 girls pajamas and asks Ethan "Are these for you?" Okay. Now I can see if the pajamas were unisex. I can EVEN see if maybe the pajamas were girls, but in a size 4T, but COME ON NOW. The look Ethan gave her was priceless. He looked at her like she had two heads. I didn't even know what to say so I said something like "uh, no." Hello??!

Amazing and devastating, all in one


Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Definitely NOT a chef. Where it says one pinch of salt and two teaspoons of vanilla, I put in a pinch of vanilla (yes! you can pinch vanilla...try it sometime) and two teaspoons of salt. Needless to say, have LOTS of water on hand when eating any christmas cookies that I make.

Ethan is wiser beyond his years. Like the time he saw a toy he wanted on a commercial and I old him Santa might bring that to him. He said to me "NO, mom, that toy is at Toys R Us!"

Then today we were driving and Toys R Us was coming up and he asked if we could go. I told him no because Christmas was next week. He said "but look! there are cars everywhere over there! we CAN go!"

Seriously kid, make this a touch easier for me, will ya?

In other news...he is just being his sweet, lovey self, and I soak up every minute of it. We were out shopping at a bookstore and he kept picking up these novels for him to read. I kept telling him those were for adults and I'd show him a picture book. He'd get all offended and insist he needed a novel. Uh. No. I am not spending money on some book that I can't read to you, and even I won't understand! I just wont! So I finally got him settled on this young readers book about Igor the...I don't know what he is. His name is Igor. Anyhow, this whole "need a novel NOW" mentality came after him seeing me read the vampire books...he wanted to read something good, too! So now we have, and I will introduce the name of the book as Ethan has been doing so to anyone who will listen "iPod the vampire book". If you correct him and say Igor, he will go right back to saying iPod.

Whatever works, right?

Simon glasses

More pictures!! These pictures crack me up. These were taken this time last year. Ethan had this mild obsession with Simon from Alvin and the Chipmunks. He desperately wanted Simon glasses, so Jay's aunt who works at an eye clinic got him a pair of nonprescription glasses. He wore them everywhere. People would smile at him, but I knew in the back of their minds they were wondering what on earth his parents were doing getting him glasses like that.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Pictures a la my dear father-in-law

His talent and patience is amazing. Definitely something I am in awe over.

Got a joke for ya.

Three women friends, one in a casual relationship, one engaged to be married and one a long-time wife, met for drinks after work. The conversation eventually drifted towards how best to spice up their sex lives. After much discussion, they decided to surprise their men by engaging in some S&M role playing.

The following week they met up again to compare notes. Sipping her drink, the single girl leered and said, 'Last Friday at the end of the work day I went to my boyfriend's office wearing a leather coat. When all the other people had left, I slipped out of it and all I had on was a leather bodice, black stockings and stiletto heels. He was so aroused that we made mad passionate love on his desk right then and there!' The engaged woman giggled and said, 'That's pretty much my story! When my fiancé got home last Friday, he found me waiting for him in a black mask, leather bodice, black hose and stiletto pumps. He was so turned on that we not only had sex all night, he wants to move up our wedding date!

The married woman put her glass down and said, 'I did a lot of planning. I made arrangements for the kids to stay over at Grandma's. I took a long scented-oil bath and then put on my best perfume. I slipped into a tight leather bodice, a black garter belt, black stockings and six-inch stilettos. I finished it off with a black mask. When my husband got home from work, he grabbed a beer and the remote, sat down and yelled, 'Hey, Batman, what's for dinner?''

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Life in Hell

Wow! Work was somethin' else today! The past few days have been hellish, so I was only expecting the worst. Fortunately for me, I had a wonderful group. All my little oldies were so pleasantly confused, I was actually JEALOUS of their state of mind. I need to slip into that every now and then for a good mental break.

The nurse next to me was having the worst night I have ever seen in the history of nursing. For one, she got on her shift and had a rapid response going on on one of her patients. What a great way to start your night! I know I have talked about this patient before...she has a history of closed head injury. She is very impulsive, aggressive, and she can scream like it's nobody's business. In other words...nightmare. It's the saddest thing ever. She wasn't always like this. Her dear sweet mom doesn't know what to do. NO ONE will care for her. Seriously...no one. Their insurance money is gone. So when we see she is coming tonight (after we just sent her off to rehab about 2 months ago after a 90 day stay with us) we weren't real excited. She arrives on the floor and she is actually really quiet. We get her vitals. Heart rate 136, BP 106/66, temp 103. Nice! She's going septic. We get her off the floor and to the ICU. We had her all of 15 minutes. So we all recoup from that. I am at the front desk with some CSP's and a few nurses, including the charge nurse. We hear the code blue light go on. 90% of the time it's a false alarm. We hear "HELP!" Yeah...not false. We all go sprinting down the hall and what do our wandering eyes see? But a little old man, butt naked, laying on the floor saying "I'm cold! Where is the bathroom?" It was the most pathetic site I've ever seen. After a few x-rays and a ct scan....diagnosis is fractured hip. Stay in bed, little old man!

Next up! Little old lady "I'm feeling winded and sweaty". We get her vitals. Blood pressure 180/97, heart rate 150's, pulse ox 85% on room air. Any jaw pain? Do you feel any pain radiating down your arm? Call another rapid response! Here they all come...my job was to document. Our little old lady was getting the work-up for an acute MI and she was being transferred to the unit as I left for the night.

This ALL happened within 4 hours of ONE persons shift. It was crazy.

Friday, December 12, 2008

So Ethan is all about this new cartoon called "Total Drama Island". Whenever he says it, I can't help but compare it to Paris Hilton is my new BFF. And I cringe every time.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Chores and exercises

Ethan has been taking commercials WAY too literally lately. Like just now he told me we needed to save money for some egg nog. And earlier he said that Target was the place to be on Christmas Eve. What??

Earlier today I was SO mad at him. He was making our morning extremely chaotic. He was just being all around difficult. At one point he said tearfully "You are being so mad to me!" and I started with "Yes! Because you haven't listened to a word I said, you won't get dressed..." and he cut me off short and said "I didn't ask WHY! I just said you were being mad!" Despite my anger, I had to laugh. Seriously...smart kid.

He had an ear ache the week before Halloween. I took him to his doctor and got him on Amoxicillin. I never did the recheck 2 weeks later. Bad mommy! Then he got another ear ache the day after Thanksgiving. Got him antibiotics again. I did do the recheck this time and find out that his ear is STILL infected and "full of fluid". Ooooh boy. He is now on a stronger antibiotic and he goes back December 23. I pray that it is cleared up. He has been so healthy for so long, we don't need to go this route now!

And last...after this mornings poor behavior, this evening he comes up to me and asks if he can do "chores and exercises". I asked him why, and he said he needs to show Santa that he's a good boy. I didn't TELL him to do any chores, but this boy can clean! He did such a good job! He still wanted to do exercises (I have no idea where he got that part from...) but we ran out of time so he said he'll do that in the morning. Oookay!

That's all for tonight.

Monday, December 8, 2008

Chicago 2008!!!

Mom and I in the giant security mirror. Leslie would have been in the pic, but you can see her white hat bent over the enormous selection of german ornaments. She was WAY too busy.

This was take two. Take one had mom cut out completely.

Mom, Leslie, and their Kindergluein. Or whatever.

Leslie on the elevator. I believe this was between floors 3 and 4, but it's hard to say.

I was pretending to be Bella. Shut up.

The obsession is unhealthy, really.

Yayy! Twilight!

At the Italian Mexican restaurant.

Looooooooong bus ride.

Santa eats at the McDonald's drive-thru. Cool yet kinda scary.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Back from Chicago! It was a whirlwind of a weekend but we had FUN! I swear, I laugh more with my mom and sister than I do with anyone. We just have so much fun together.

Some highlights that no one will understand but us:

- the dark side
- german ornaments
- owl collections
- uumph, ugh, ouch, that hurt my finger...THERE! I think that'll do it!
- do you need another half?
- here comes the chicago'tude! get sea dog!
- wait, wait, wait, don't take the picture until I am looking UP!

ALL in all, we had a wonderful time. I really did. It was so refreshing and my GOD did we laugh. I know, I said that already. I love them both so much and I can't wait to do it again. THANK YOU DAD!!!! You are the best! I love you.

Friday, December 5, 2008

It was a saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad day in our house. Elfie committed suicide.

Let's start at the beginning.

I decided to start the "Elf on a shelf" tradition with Ethan. I won't go into details but if you are curious, you can google it. Basically, I have this little elf that I hide every morning. Ethan has to find him. During the day, he "watches" Ethan and at night he goes to the North Pole to let Santa know if he was good. Behavior-wise, it's not working, but it's still cute.

Anyhow, since I work at night, Jay normally hides the Elf. I'm there in the morning when Ethan has to find him. Ethan LOVES to find him. Yesterdays spot was on a fan blade in the computer room (see where this is going?)

Jay forgot to hide him. I never even thought about it. Ethan woke up this morning and went straight to the computer room to play. First, he turned the fan on. Not only did Elfie fall, Elfie slammed into the wall, first. Ethan CRIED. Hard. As soon as I heard the clunk of Elfie's head on the hardwood floors (well...the wall, first) my mind was going a mile a minute. I held Ethan for a second, then told him to wait in the other room, I was going to go look at the crime scene. I scooped Elfie up, hid him in a new spot, and totally played dumb. I suppose you could say I made Ethan feel like he imagined the whole terrible story, but regardless, he bought it. And he's happy now.

The end.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

If you walk in and see this:

...you should probably investigate. Because chances are, there is something there that he did not intend for you to see. Like, oh, I don't know, maybe this:

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Twilight obsessed

It's true. I am obsessed with Twilight. I loved books 1 and 2 the best, but I have read them all. And...(hangs head in shame)...I have seen the movie TWICE in the theater and I would totally be up for going again. Anyone?? I haven't seen a movie more than once at the theatre since my sister and I saw Wayne's World at Showboat 6 times back when THAT was the hot new movie. The characters in the movie are almost exactly as I had them pictured in my mind. Bella especially. Even Edward. Oooooooooooh Edward. He looks crazy on all the shows he has been on, but let me assure you, he is absolutely delicious in the movie. Like, heart stopping, melt into a big puddle delicious. Especially at the end of the movie. Ballet studio and prom...sigh! Again...anyone wanna go see it??? :)

Ethan is getting over cold number 4,000 since school started. It really doesn't make sense to me because it's not like this is his first time being around a big group of kids. He's been in church sunday school since he was very young, and he has done the daycare thing for forever. He has never been this consistently sick. He is also on his second ear ache in a month. Not good. He needs a boost in immunity! Otherwise, he is doing SO good. He still loves school. Tomorrow is his "star day" where he gets to be the leader. He also gets to bring a special guest with him. He didn't even have to think about it before he decided he wanted to take Meema (my mom). Both are equally excited.

This weekend my mom, sister, and I leave for Chicago. I am REALLY excited. It's going to be different than what we usually do, but I think it'll be really fun. I am also excited about having 5 days off of work in a row.

After another unsuccessful cycle of trying to get pregnant, I am now charting. I've heard about charting for forever, but never really paid much attention to it. I never had to! It took me like 6 weeks to get pregnant with Ethan. I am on month 14 now. Ridiculous. So yeah. I bought a basal body thermometer and I am following the instructions insanely carefully. You are supposed to take your temperature FIRST THING in the morning. Like, before you even get out of bed, sit up, anything. I always make sure the thermometer is on my nightstand before I go to bed. I've only done it 4 times this cycle so far, and twice now I have fallen back asleep with the dumb thing in my mouth. And another time I laid there for forever in the dark, being super still, waiting for it to beep on ly to find out I never turned it on. I had a feeling that may have been the problem, but I couldn't get out of bed to turn the light on! So instead I inched close to the window and used the light of the moon to see if it was on. This better work.

Okay, that's all. Gotta get ready for work. Ethan is a master at the Wii now, so that's all he wants to do lately. It's actually really impressive watching him play.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

It's perfect!

Our kitchen looks AMAZING! I am so so so so pleased with it. It's exactly what I pictured. This whole process has been so nerve-wracking. I didn't want to regret it. I certainly don't now! Pics to come soon.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Yeah. Now both of my ears hurt. Thanks, sinus douche. And no, that is not something I made up. I read the FAQ part of the little kit and it is frequently referred to as a sinus douche. All the more appealing. You KNOW you want one.

Stupid nose

So I saw an ear, nose, and throat doctor. Why? Because only one of my nostrils functions. (Work with me, it's a slow news day, so to speak)

Yes, you heard right. I can only breath out of one side of my nose. Normal? No. I've known I had a deviated septum for quite a while. I mean, it's kind of obvious, no? So the doctor gives me this numbing nasal spray and dose this scope of my nose. The right side is tight, but doable. The left side? He couldn't' even fit the scope in. He told me my nose is narrow. I laughed. Apparently a deviated septum combined with inflamed, uh, nose innards due to allergies I've had all my life = difficulty breathing.

So he mentions surgery, which for me and my narrow nose won't be as successful as it would be on all of you with wide, gaping noses (hey, it makes me feel better), so we decide that won't be choice #1. Instead, he gives me this thing called "Sinus Rinse". Sounds simple, right? It can be bought over the counter, so if, after my story you decide you want to experience it, too, then by all means, pick one of the things up. He tells me I am going to hate him after my first time using it because I will feel like I am drowning. Oh goody! I can't wait to get home and try!

So it took me a couple days, but I decided today was the day. The instructions seemed simple...fill the bottle with sterile water, add this little packet of nasal seasonings, if you will, and squirt it in your nose. My eyes got big at the part where it said to "squeeze until the solution either comes out your other nostril or out your mouth." Wait, what? What it FAILS to mention is the force in which the bottle must be squeezed. In my mind, I'm thinking nasal spray...spray HARD and FAST. What I also failed to do is to give it a trial squeeze to see the force behind this little thing.

Long story short, I was gasping for air, drooling like crazy, and my eyes watered so bad, I had tears STREAMING down my face. Yes, the solution came out the other side. It DEFINITELY works! But a little hint that this thing was like a mini-garden hose would have been nice!

So yeah. Sinuses? They are clear.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Work has been CRAZY! Let me take you back to Monday.

So I get to work. I see my assignment. The charge nurse informs me that my entire group is going home. Now when I was a new intern, I thought this was FABULOUS! I mean, come on! Everyone is gone = no work! But then I realized that this was bad. Bad, bad, bad. Because the way it works on my floor is the rooms are claimed before you even get your patient out the door. It's horrible. And new patients = TONS of paperwork. To put it bluntly...it blows.

So yeah. My group was pretty much gone. Out of 6 available beds, I had 4 that were empty. Fortunately, they weren't claimed yet. Patient number one seemed cool. He was youngish and friendly. Patient number two was...eh. His doc wanted to send him home. He came up with this really far-fetched reason as to why he couldn't. Something about someone wanting to stab him. Or something. You know how it is. Anyhow, the doctor reluctantly let him stay "just one more night!" but tomorrow he WOULD be getting the boot. He was pleased. So the first three hours are freakishly easy. It was a dream. If someone had told me that after my break all hell would break lose, I would NOT have gone. That #4 sub from Jimmy Johns was totally not worth it. I'll go step by step from my break on:

-Leave for break with a really awesome coworker. We note an IV pole with a bag of .9 normal saline in front of the elevator. No patient attached. We say "huh, that's weird" and go about our gossip as we step around the pole and enter the elevator

-Come back from break and the IV pole is still there. Still, no patient attached. We decide we'll clue the other nurses in...someones patient lost their IV pole

- Jokingly, I say "I better check my patients, too!"

- Cool youngish dude? Yeah...he's gone. And all his stuff is gone, too

- Damn!

- Notify the others "Uh, my guy left, I think" . Call his house, no answer.

- Call his doctor... his doctor laughed. I immediately notify housekeeping. If this guy wants to pull some crazy crap...fine, be my guest...but I was NOT going to make it easy for him to come back. He could have signed himself out, no questions asked. It's NOT cool to just disappear. His room is cleaned out and back on the market. I am now down to 1 patient and 5 empty beds

- Or not

- My lone patient claims he is LEAVING and he is LEAVING NOW...or in his words "I waited an HOUR while you are on break...get me my stuff cause I am outta here"

- "But sir...someone is going to stab you, I thought" Oh no..they apparently worked their little disagreement out. Whatev. He's an adult. He left. AMA.

-Down to 0 patients, 6 empties

-Or not

-Two new ERs are coming, and they are on their way, stat.

-I am in with new patient number 1. Sweet little man, very confused. "Hi, I'll be your nurse tonight, my name is Laura" New patient: "I'm itchy!" Me: I will check your chart to see if I can get you anything, and if nothing is ordered, I will call your doctor. Are you having any pain?" New patient: "I'm itchy!" Me: (grabs a washcloth, some gloves, and I scratch his back) New patient: "Ahhhhhhhhhh! A little to the left. Oooooooooh right there"

-Nurse aide comes to get me. She informs me my other new patient has a heart rate of 150. Uh. Not good. I go to tend to her. Her daughter tells me she has a fib. In other words, instead of beating in a steady rhythm, her heart is just fluttering away. I call her doc. He says he will be there in a few minutes, order a stat EKG.

-I stay with her...she is obviously my priority right now

-Nurse aide comes to get me again. "Um, Laura? Your new guy across the hall...I think his itchiness might be from scabies."

-Say wha?! Scabies? Why are my hands itchy all of a sudden?

-Doc comes for lady with fluttery heart. He says she's fine. "Doctor, I can't keep her here if her heart is that high." Give her Lopressor. I do. It goes to normal within 30 minutes. We decide to keep her.

-Dermatologist calls. I talk to him as I scratch my head and GOD my hands are itching! SCABIES???!???!

-"I'm itchy!"

-Dermatologist says "I think it's an allergic reaction. I'll see him tomorrow."


-Nurse secretary: "Laura, you are getting a new patient. He's coming from OR. They just put a device in him that will remove the fluid that is building up around his lungs. You just suck it out whenever he starts having trouble breathing."

- Me: "Uhhh..."

- ER calls. I'm getting ANOTHER new patient. They call report. "She has a complex psych history. She is very demanding and difficult. I'm just warning you, she will take up A LOT of your time"

- Shoot me now.

This could go on and on and on. Seriously. Full moon? I don't know. But yeah. I didn't leave on time that night. Hellooooooooooo OT! In the end (meaning, tonight, my last night on in a row) my crazy heart lady was a doll and I adored her. Her heart would go fast, but I could always get it to slow down. Unfortunately, because of her heart, she got transferred to ICU today. It was NOT scabies, merely a reaction to a drug. He ALSO was a dear and I enjoyed him a lot. He gave me a sucker! The guy with the new, uh, vacuum or whatever was super nice. I never had to use his new device and he ended up going home the next day. And my psych lady was exactly as ER described her.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Blah. I have a horrible headache today. It's not enough for me to consider myself 'sick', but it's enough to make me feel yucky.

I had a really nice evening. Scratch that. The whole day was good. Ethan had pajama day at school today and he was SO excited. He thought it was really cool that he didn't even have to get dressed today. Jay got off work early, too, so we all just hung out this afternoon.

We were a bit panicked yesterday about the layout of our new kitchen because one corner of it just didn't seem to fit right. The "kitchen guy" as we so fondly refer to him, assured us that it would all work out in the end. I wasn't so sure, but he REALLY impressed me with how he custom designed the unit around our fridge. It looks awesome, and it's not even finished yet.

I have become a total Twilight junkie. Never in a gazillion years did I think I would like books about vampires but I am in looooooove with them. I promise you, if you haven't read them yet, GET THEM. You won't be disappointed. Unless you are a guy. It's a little too lovey-dovey for a guy, and really, the best part about the book is Edward Cullen. *sigh*

I was in a serious funk at the beginning of the week. I was really down about stupid stuff. STUPID. Stuff I shouldn't' even think twice about. But my lovely husband has heard me vent and has made it all seem so insignificant.

That's all for now. I am about to take my Tylenol and chill out on the couch and read.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

I really don't feel like making an actual post, so I'll just throw out some random stuff.

Our new kitchen is in the works. I am super excited for a new kitchen, but I really hate having strangers in my house. I always have. It makes me really uncomfortable.

I am on the second book in the Twilight series. I really like them and I didn't think I would. Jay is taking me to the movie that is coming out next Friday.

I got my blood work results back and my bilirubin level was normal. This is the first time I ever recall getting a call and saying everything was NORMAL! Yay!

Ethan is fascinated with the kitchen guy and his tools.

My cell phone is missing and our land line isn't working right now. We had to have it cut because there is a cabinet there instead. It sucks!

I'm getting my hair done next week and I can't wait.

Just as I predicted in my last post, work SUCKED Sunday night. I hope it's better tomorrow. I want to stay 12 hours. But I refuse if the first 8 hours are bad.

Thursday is pajama day at Ethan's school and he thinks this is the coolest thing EVER.

That's all.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Work has been blissful. And I hesitate to even THINK that, because as soon as I do, it goes crazy. So now watch. Tonight will be terrible.

As I was getting report at the beginning of my shift, the CSP (nurse aide) goes into one of my rooms where I have a hospice patient. She comes out and shows me her blood pressure. It was something ridiculous like 60/30. I think to myself "hm. I might have my first death tonight." But in the back of my mind, I was praying I wouldn't. There's a lot of paperwork and phone calls that go along with deaths, and since I had never done it before, I knew it would take forever. So I decided I would assess that patient first, just in case. I go in, and I notice the patient take a breath. Whew! She's still with us. And then I wait. Uh... where's the next breath? Yeah...she died. Right before my eyes. And not the way I wanted to start my shift. Other than that, it was a perfect night.

Last night was good, too. The only bad part was that one of my patients was a retired nurse and her daughter (who never left her side) was a practicing nurse. Talk about pressure! And I had to do 3 skin tests on her (TB included!) and was really nervous about getting the needle just under those that first layer of skin. Not to mention old people skin is really...wiggly. I did it, though. I also had to start a new IV on her, and IV's are not my cup of tea. Old people veins are wiggly, too. I am proud to say I did it, but her daughter helped me find the perfect vein, so I guess I didn't do it ALL by myself.

Right now we are cleaning out our kitchen because first thing tomorrow morning, we'll begin the remodeling process. It's exciting but EXHAUSTING! You never realize how much stuff you have in your kitchen until you have to empty it.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

I caught up on sleep in a big way last night! 13+ hours! Considering I was running on less than 6 hours over two days, I needed it bad.

Ethan's preschool teacher informed me today that while they were having the children give them examples of words that started with B, Ethan contributed "butt" and "beer". Nice one, kid. She said all she could say when he said that was "Why yes, Ethan, you are absolutely right!"

Anyone blog savvy? I want it to be prettier.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Yay! It's the first post in my brand new blog. I have to figure out how to make it fancy. I wasn't going to use it until I figured it out, but then I remembered how tech savvy I am NOT, and realized I better just start posting.

So yesterday, I showed up at work. Normally I get there about 20 minutes before I am due to start, but yesterday I was running behind and I got there right at 3. So I punch in and the day charge nurse always does a little meeting with us pre-shift to just give us a quick idea of how the day went. At the very end she says "..oh, and Laura will be in charge this afternoon." No joke, my jaw hit the floor. I. was. stunned. I asked her if she was kidding about 5 times. She said that the regular afternoon charge nurse, herself, and my boss discussed it, and thought that I would do a good job and wanted me to try it out. At first I was freaked out, but I ended up LOVING it. It was awesome. And I hope I can do it again. I walked on cloud 9 the entire shift. It was really surreal. Oh, I am also taking classes in January to be chemo certified. And to think that all this time I have been wondering about what path I would choose...I don't think I have to worry about it! My job is choosing it for me.

Ethan is doing wonderful and our kitchen remodel starts next Monday. I already have the scary "before" pictures. I'll be sure to post them soon.