Hello Out There

                                           I'm sure my six readers have given up on me.
                         But if any faithful friends are still to be had here is a general update.
                              Just be forewarned, this is a wordless post as my computer has
                      decided that all of my current camera cards are not worthy of reading.

                             It's September. And I have not even thought of fall decor.
                Instead I have been busy at work. I am sure most of you know that I am a nurse.
                                I work on a medical/surgical, oncology, pediatric floor.
                                                     Confused? Yeah, me too.
             The majority of my patients are adults there for medical problems, some go for surgery.
               We take the occasional pediatric patient and then we have a special hall for chemo.

                                                       I love being a nurse.
                            Whether I am helping clean an endlessly incontinent patient
       or giving the thousandth dose of Colace (a stool softener), I feel that ultimate fulfillment
                                            I love my patients with dementia.
           Yes, they can be frustrating. Yes, some of them have landed some kicks and punches.
                  But they are also the most vulnerable and need to be protected.
                                                
                                                       I love being a wife.
                         Whether I am being kissed or asked to wash smelly socks,
                                                 I know that I am loved.
                                               I know that I am cherished.
                                               I know that I am respected.
                    
                                                      I like being a student.
                                    Whether I am writing a paper or taking a test.
                              Although I'd take a test over writing a paper any day.
                  For those of you who don't know, I started working on my BSN this fall.
            I am currently taking only nine hours but I hope to take at least twelve next semester.
                             Some times it is stressful: This last Sunday I worked night shift (boring),
   got off at seven forty-five, drove thirty minutes to class, took a short nap, went to a two hour math class,
                        left that campus, drove twenty minutes to my other campus, took an exam,
                                               finally drove home, and crashed.
      
                     So enough about me, I'm enjoying catching up on everyone's blog.
                 I will attempt to post pictures at another point if my computer quits striking.