Gah!

Punky Moods should have an I Feel like-someone-just-punched-my-gut-
and-poured-ice-water-over-my-head-
whilst-in-the-middle-of-a-comfy-warm-bed-
and-a-delightful-dream Mood.
Ever have one of those moments? I've been off work for a week and my alarm just went off for the first time.

Time to rejoin the real world.

Auto Reply

I must be PMSing because THIS made me feel weepy and suddenly patriotic:

From: brother-in-law@none-of-your-business.com
Subject: Out of Office AutoReply: I HAVE CHRISTMAS NIGHT OFF!!!
Date: November 8, 2007 11:41:27 AM MST
To: me@my-email.com

****Message for 28-Sep-2007****

*This person* 480-123-4567 has taken over as Operation Support Team Manager for Arizona as I prepare for deployment in support of Operation Enduring Freedom. Please forward all operation support issues to her. Thank you, Jerry Joaquin (Laura's Hubby)


***Original Message***

I can't believe it! Can we have 'the dinner' this night?

so happy.

seriously.

K

TSO

Microbird

A long week of family, friends and fun was had by everyone. We all returned home yesterday. My parents left today. The house is empty and quiet. It's back to the same old. Sometimes that's nice. But not today.

*sigh*

Rosati's To the Rescue

Oncology nurses get similar responses when people find out what they do for a living. We hear, "Isn't it depressing? That must be so hard. I could never do that," to which I reply: Yes, sometimes it's a tough job but I love my patients and taking care of them and their families. Caring for them and seeing them along their journey through diagnosis, treatment and planning for the unforeseeable future is nothing compared to the physical and emotional suffering that they experience every day. If I can help to make that journey a tiny bit easier, then I have done my job. I can not imagine doing anything else.

Note to self: You are human.

This morning, I left work a big bawling baby. A total of four embarrassing melt downs, one of which occurred at a patient's bedside. Six nights on a pod full of confused, yelling, incontinent patients is manageable. Add to that the previously discussed elements of the job I love and it is just a matter of time before the breaking point is reached.

I feel like I'm insane.
No alarm. I woke up at 7pm. I have decided to take tonight off from work. I talked with the designee (charge nurse, head nurse) and arranged a preplanned sick call.

Tonight, I am regaining my sanity with mind numbing TV (currently an ANTM mini-marathon), celeb bashing magazines and junk food. I am going to play with my puppy, catch up on your blogs and eat pizza.

My first bite and I already feel better.






Thanks Head Nurse for the advice on how to do it right.

Blah Because...

I had to and I hate putting myself out there.
I feel the need to apologize for everything.
So much to do and so little time.
It's my first night back and I have not slept since 5 am.
Five nights until I can be back to a 'normal' schedule.
It's a full freakin' moon.
Need I say more?

Do you all hate returning to "the daily grind" as much as I do?