Good evening fellow followers, AKA, Dad..hahah.
I should be reading about Algorithms, Tachycardia, and Nasopharyngeal Adjunct Airways, but I've been wanting to share my stories.
As you recall, Mary Merlot is my beloved cat w/ multiple cognitive impairments, bladder dysfunction, & basically anything else that you would like to diagnose her with. Well, she's going home to Grandma, my mom, for a few weeks. I need to de-fur my house. Plus, I've had to pretty much confine her to my room after she broke MG's deceased Poppy's plant and pot. God rest his soul & my stupid cat. Luckily, MG has got quite the green thumb, and brought it back to life. Phew! So basically, I'm pawning her off on mom until I can't any longer. I will miss her deeply though, dang it.
It has been quite the week for it only being Tuesday. Yesterday, I hopped in the shower at approx 5:51a. As I put my Lt leg in the tub, I slipped. It was an obnoxious slip, indeed. My foot went to the opposite side of the tub, my Rt shin banged on the tub (in which, I do have a bruise today!). I reached for everything as I was going down, stark naked...yes. I wanted to grab the curtain, but I didn't want it to fall down on me, so I reached for the soap holder...didn't make that either. Finally, after doing a 180, I fell onto rim to regain my composure. Then I giggled during my whole shower.
Well, this a.m. in the shower, I squirted Dove conditioner on my wash cloth & proceeded to wash my body. It was a good 28seconds later that I realized I was using conditioner. Being a Mexican, the last thing I need is a little extra grease to my body. Hahha. I kid. I kid.
I went to Wal-Mart last Tues, Fri, Mon, & today. What could I possibly need? You tell me. Yesterday was the best trip though. 50% off ALL Valentine's Day goodies!!! I bought some unneeded candy, a candle, pink napkins, etc. I have a disease. I cannot help but buy when I see 50% off, Buy 1 get 1 free, or like the little trinkets they keep in the check-isles, just for ppl like me. I wandered through the whole store today asking myself, "Do I need this? What could I do with this? Where could I put those?" Bad, I know.
However, I'm the same way about my belongings. When I'm on a Goodwill kick, I will search high & low for things that I can get rid of. It ends up being an all day affair bc I have to question myself 45x before deciding that I really don't need to keep that pack of stationary. I organized my socks, bathing suits, running/swimming accessories, purses, sweat pants, & Tee's today. I feel like a load of bricks has been loaded off my shoulders. I could almost just stare into my closet appreciating the organization right now. Hahhah OCD nut.
Lent is approaching- Feb. 24th. I'm trying to decide what to give up/ do more of. I always try to make it to church every Sunday during Lent, along with the Holy Days of Obligation. During Lent, I will be going to Philadelphia & NYC, so it kind of puts a damper on my annual giving up dessert. :( ...BUT I've come up with something better...giving up cussing/cursing. Not that I'm a sailor or anything, but I feel like it'll be a good thing to give up & something that will actually take working at. In addition, I'm going to not eat fast food, which won't be too bad. Usually, I only eat Taco Bell every now & again. (I know, prob the worst chains of the pick, haha).
Not sure if you're aware of this or not, but I GRADUATE soon...from college!! Oh my. Scared, I am. A recruiter talked to my class today. It's so stressful. I love everything for the most part: kids & adults, oncology, OR, OBGYN, renal, cardio. I do know that I do not want to work on a Med-Surg floor or a pulmonary/respiratory floor. I like more acute settings like a step down unit from an ICU, except for the Hematology-Oncology floor. I really enjoy my clinical rotation on the Hem-Onc floor. I know that the great thing about nursing is that you can work in a lot of areas, but I need to build up some solid experience first. I just don't know where!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
More of my Life!
There is much to say in little time. Please follow closely and take notes:
It is very unfortunate that my beautiful cat, Mary Merlot, suffers from a medical condition. A few weeks ago, I noticed her always going into my closet. I have 2 purple baskets on the ground- w/ socks, undies, the whole shebang. I happen to see her take "stance" in the one in which my undergarments reside. You know, "the stance"...to PEE! That cat peed on 85+ undies!!!!! Ug. Beating her w/ 1/2 an inch of her life, I think I've taught her a lesson. Yesterday, she assumed position, once more, on some laundry on my floor. (Look, I pulled 40+ hrs over the wknd...no time for chores) I grab her up & turn her on her belly---she is dribbling!!!! Yes, dribbling urine! Taking it back a few steps, she has been spending A LOT of time in the litter box. She jumps in, tries to go, or does go, and jumps back out. Well before putting 2 and 2 together, I become a little frustrated w/ her infatuation w/ her litter box. I try to teach her not to hang out where she eliminates. So, I covered her litter box. MG and I are in the room when we saw her dribble, but we couldn't get to the litter box b/c it was covered!!! Ah! Then, MG notices more 'dribble' on the rug by the bathtub. Damn cat. Using my critical nursing skills- she has to have a bladder problem. I google the American Vet Association or something, & low & behold if I didn't get the 1 out 150th cat w/ FLUTD. FLUTD, you ask? Yes. Feline Lower Urinary Tract Disease. Of course, as a nurse, I shouldn't diagnose, but frequent urination & dribbles can only mean one thing. I've stopped giving her as much H2O, but it hasn't helped. What am I going to do? I'm going to call the vet tom!
Just to further elaborate on my OCD:
One summer home from school, I was staying the night at my Grandma Dora's. My mom was there too. I'll brief you on Grandma's house. It's a typical granny home- crap cluttered everywhere, the most random knick-knacks ever, a myriad of Sanctuaries, and probably hasn't been renovated in about 10yrs. In one of the bathrooms, there is wallpaper that is peeling off. Stressing out before I take a shower, I decided to pull it all off, birthday suit & all. 45min later, I'm sweating like a pig pulling off wallpaper! What an accomplishment. I can shower in peace now at Grandma's!!
As human beings, we should take most (not all) experiences to advantage to learn & take something away from it. In many instances, we have the choice to make ourselves happy or miserable. It's our responsibility to work towards happiness. It doesn't always come right to you. Towards the end of my 2nd yr in Mobile, I became pessimistic & unhappy. I was so b/c I was away from my family & needed a change of scenery. Looking back at it now, I totally regret not making the best of those last few months instead of dragging them out. I have wonderful friends down there, & should have been taking every minute for granted.
If you haven't heard about Michael Phelps, well, he's in big trouble. Some indecent human being sold a picture to British tabloids depicting Phelps 'smoking from a bong'. He is going to lose all of his medals & endorsements. I don't condone marijuana, but come on! He's worked his butt off to be the 'Champion' w/out use of steroids. If anything, it'll just make him eat more, which the poor kid needs. It's illegal, yes, and he does have a DUI on his track record. I don't know though; I just feel like the person who sold that picture is a worthless human being. They wanted the glory of Phelps going down & the bookoo's of $$$ for the selling the picture. What goes around comes around though.
It is very unfortunate that my beautiful cat, Mary Merlot, suffers from a medical condition. A few weeks ago, I noticed her always going into my closet. I have 2 purple baskets on the ground- w/ socks, undies, the whole shebang. I happen to see her take "stance" in the one in which my undergarments reside. You know, "the stance"...to PEE! That cat peed on 85+ undies!!!!! Ug. Beating her w/ 1/2 an inch of her life, I think I've taught her a lesson. Yesterday, she assumed position, once more, on some laundry on my floor. (Look, I pulled 40+ hrs over the wknd...no time for chores) I grab her up & turn her on her belly---she is dribbling!!!! Yes, dribbling urine! Taking it back a few steps, she has been spending A LOT of time in the litter box. She jumps in, tries to go, or does go, and jumps back out. Well before putting 2 and 2 together, I become a little frustrated w/ her infatuation w/ her litter box. I try to teach her not to hang out where she eliminates. So, I covered her litter box. MG and I are in the room when we saw her dribble, but we couldn't get to the litter box b/c it was covered!!! Ah! Then, MG notices more 'dribble' on the rug by the bathtub. Damn cat. Using my critical nursing skills- she has to have a bladder problem. I google the American Vet Association or something, & low & behold if I didn't get the 1 out 150th cat w/ FLUTD. FLUTD, you ask? Yes. Feline Lower Urinary Tract Disease. Of course, as a nurse, I shouldn't diagnose, but frequent urination & dribbles can only mean one thing. I've stopped giving her as much H2O, but it hasn't helped. What am I going to do? I'm going to call the vet tom!
Just to further elaborate on my OCD:
One summer home from school, I was staying the night at my Grandma Dora's. My mom was there too. I'll brief you on Grandma's house. It's a typical granny home- crap cluttered everywhere, the most random knick-knacks ever, a myriad of Sanctuaries, and probably hasn't been renovated in about 10yrs. In one of the bathrooms, there is wallpaper that is peeling off. Stressing out before I take a shower, I decided to pull it all off, birthday suit & all. 45min later, I'm sweating like a pig pulling off wallpaper! What an accomplishment. I can shower in peace now at Grandma's!!
As human beings, we should take most (not all) experiences to advantage to learn & take something away from it. In many instances, we have the choice to make ourselves happy or miserable. It's our responsibility to work towards happiness. It doesn't always come right to you. Towards the end of my 2nd yr in Mobile, I became pessimistic & unhappy. I was so b/c I was away from my family & needed a change of scenery. Looking back at it now, I totally regret not making the best of those last few months instead of dragging them out. I have wonderful friends down there, & should have been taking every minute for granted.
If you haven't heard about Michael Phelps, well, he's in big trouble. Some indecent human being sold a picture to British tabloids depicting Phelps 'smoking from a bong'. He is going to lose all of his medals & endorsements. I don't condone marijuana, but come on! He's worked his butt off to be the 'Champion' w/out use of steroids. If anything, it'll just make him eat more, which the poor kid needs. It's illegal, yes, and he does have a DUI on his track record. I don't know though; I just feel like the person who sold that picture is a worthless human being. They wanted the glory of Phelps going down & the bookoo's of $$$ for the selling the picture. What goes around comes around though.
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