tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34252682011-07-28T19:44:24.550-05:00Different Fummer, RN. A shiny new graduate nurse embarking upon her second career while navigating the insanity that is healthcare in America.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.comBlogger3471100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-74929389924073758702010-10-25T00:22:00.003-05:002010-10-25T01:05:50.489-05:00

33 for 33...In no particular order:* Visit Yosemite* Get a new (faster, better, awesome-r) bike* Learn Calculus--just kidding* Make bagels or soft pretzels from scratch* Get my passport stamped (Spain 2011!)* Practice my very rusty Spanish in time for trip to Spain* Make pasta from scratch * Read some Jane Austen (besides the short stories I read in college)* Pay down my student loans* Go to

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-56656937240465289342010-10-15T18:09:00.002-05:002010-10-15T18:49:42.444-05:00

Well, it's October...Thank goodness. As previously mentioned, September is historically a bad month. I don't know why September out of the other 11 months is usually the bad one but it is. Sigh...There have been family issues and an untimely death in the family that left us all shocked and devastated. Training at work left me feeling overwhelmed. I was working 6 days a week for a few weeks

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-91195882072860031372010-09-14T23:32:00.002-05:002010-09-14T23:36:16.011-05:00

Boycotting the month of September...I don't know what it is about September but bad stuff ALWAYS happens to me or my family in September. Whether it's putting a beloved dog to sleep, a parent in the hospital, Michael's tenure process bullshit experience, friends who are sick, etc., it's just a bad month. This year's September isn't any better. So, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go hide

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-25715220138912314622010-08-31T23:39:00.002-05:002010-08-31T23:51:15.312-05:00

Plugging away...That's me, plugging away. I've nearly completed orientation for the technical skill portion of my job and am starting training for charge nurse in September. In October, I'll drop back to part time (I'm a 50% employee) and will begin training for the mobile units. Work is good but still overwhelming at times due to the sheer amount of information I need to take in and process.

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-42201420244476394932010-08-12T23:46:00.003-05:002010-08-22T22:54:21.718-05:00

Feels like Groundhog Day...Maybe only a little, but basically I wake up and it's the same day over and over again. I've been working my new job for 5 weeks now and it's going really well. I have performed 32 out of 32 attempted venipunctures and have only had one QNS (quantity not sufficient). It wasn't 100% my fault as she had only one vein I could use and it was small and she wanted a small

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-67170910055997546212010-07-15T22:32:00.003-05:002010-07-15T22:49:24.659-05:00

My brain is full and I'm exhausted...I'm too tired to write a real post so I'm just going to jot down a few things. This week is my second week on the job at the blood center and while I am just thrilled to be there, it has its challenges and one of them is that I come home brain dead and exhausted at the end of every day. I know, woe is me. Tell that to my 5 month ago self who was unemployed.

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-83931587064545445752010-06-28T18:46:00.002-05:002010-06-28T19:34:02.937-05:00

Whew! They liked me...I had a good first day at one of my new jobs--the private practice. As it turn out, I'll be working 3 part time jobs for the foreseeable future. I'll keep working part time at my friend's office, I'll be working part time at the private practice and then 50% time at the blood center. I start work at the blood center next week. I'm kind of freaked out by it all, to be

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-72456654386793112832010-06-21T10:48:00.004-05:002010-06-21T11:09:09.476-05:00

Tomorrow is a big day...Tomorrow I am doing the first day of a 2-day "try out" at a private internal medicine practice in Menlo. One of the M.D.'s is the wife of one of the Tall Man's co-worker's and they are in need of yet another part-time PRN (as needed) nurse. So, I interviewed and tomorrow is my first day. My new permanent job at the blood center doesn't start until the beginning of July

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-12387566001460773512010-06-13T18:50:00.003-05:002010-06-13T19:09:20.394-05:00

I like to complicate things...That's what the Tall Man would tell you. Apparently it's never enough for me to just go with the flow as we transition from one thing to another without me wanting to make our lives more complicated. Significantly more complicated. Like, not in the way of "Oh, I think we could use some new throw pillows on the couch, let's go pick some out" but "I think we should

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-39876295409249980482010-05-31T23:27:00.002-05:002010-05-31T23:51:12.774-05:00

Thoughts on Memorial Day...I'm not sure how many people know that my dad is a Vietnam veteran. It's not a secret or anything; it's just not something he talks about. At least not with us. I'm sure his co-workers must know but, again, I doubt he talks about it much. Both he and his brother served in the war although my uncle enlisted in the Navy before he could be drafted and my dad was

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-64084229999831117712010-05-29T00:43:00.002-05:002010-05-29T01:12:54.854-05:00

Job!It's been a few days since I got my job offer at a place that I am not going to mention here lest I be "dooced." I'd hate for that to happen before I even get started. So, we'll just refer to is as the job I have, doing the work I do at the place where work-type things occur, yeah? Also, the facility name does not lend itself so nicely to switching around letters such that we end up with

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-275782528007372162010-05-25T17:04:00.003-05:002010-05-25T22:59:13.790-05:00

Making your body the solution...Wow...the last post elicited a lot of off-line discussion and, let's face it, feelings about our *body issues* are often times lurking right under the surface. And conversations about body issues can be difficult because not everyone shares the same *problems* or *issues* but I think it's safe to say that many of us struggle and we probably have more in common

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-53351243757803366782010-05-17T16:45:00.002-05:002010-05-17T17:19:07.710-05:00

My body is not the problem...It is the solution. It's my new mantra and it's one that I have to repeat often. For so long I have regarded my body as a "frenemy" and it's not working out anymore. In fact, it's just down right self-defeating. The thing is, I've been doing all the right things: eating well-balanced and nutritious meals, getting plenty of exercise and taking in plenty of fluids.

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-30547971040738318502010-05-11T16:56:00.003-05:002010-05-11T17:27:59.847-05:00

Date night with the Tall Man and a trip down memory lane...And, hey, I changed my template and background! What think ye, dear internets? So, the Tall Man decided we should have a proper date night: dinner and movie. We haven't done that in a while. Not that we don't like to go out to dinner or go see movies but I like cooking at home and most of the time there aren't any movies we want to

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-37463970926680668522010-05-06T13:28:00.006-05:002010-05-06T16:00:04.386-05:00

An FAQ sheet I want to staple to my forehead...I have been *officially* unemployed for 3 months now. Technically it's been 4 months but I don't count the month of January since I spent the entire month preparing for my boards. Thus, I have spent the last 3 months applying for and being rejected for RN jobs in CA and other states. I have been networking and meeting new people and trying not to

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-36206109036346699512010-04-13T15:34:00.002-05:002010-04-19T18:33:59.697-05:00

Nuthin' to say...That's the reality of my life at the moment. I'm either doing some sort of housework/yardwork/cooking/laundry/etc. or searching for/applying to jobs. It's pretty boring. And, no, there's no news on the job front. Of my classmates who have jobs, half of them took jobs out of state. Like Texas. Sheesh.Anyway, the weather here has been rainy and cool so I haven't been spending

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-91453030181435933072010-03-12T15:20:00.002-06:002010-03-12T15:40:42.269-06:00

A little bit of success with a dash of fail...I won't even go into my hard drive crashing last night in the middle of a job app. Or that the repair people aren't sure they can resurrect the damn thing. And that it will cost a couple hundred bucks to find out either way and I *still* need to shell out another hundred for a new hard drive. That or buy a new laptop. Yeah, we're not going to do

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-57632244946702176462010-02-26T11:16:00.003-06:002010-02-26T14:48:51.455-06:00

Hey, jealousy...While I am genuinely happy for my classmates who have gotten interviews and the few that have been fortunate enough to get jobs already I can't help but feel a bit jealous. Granted, one of my classmates was already working at a hospital as an ER tech and he had an automatic job as an RN as soon as he got his license. The other one got a job at the nursery in a women's prison but

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-66252991373464204272010-02-24T18:28:00.002-06:002010-02-24T18:48:26.897-06:00

Demoralizing to say the least...#1) Looking for a job in this market when NO ONE wants to hire new grads. Or they might consider it if they have to but even then they only have one position available. And then spending hours and hours filling out online applications including writing a cover letter and submitting to a mandatory background and credit check and then the website crashing and my

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-43651157173575161172010-02-18T15:36:00.002-06:002010-02-18T15:56:27.612-06:00

I remember when...There was a time when I didn't say things like "I remember when..." like some rambling old person who was born back in the time of Christ. Just kidding, I love me some old people. But really, I think I say "I remember when..." or "When I was in college [the first time]..." way more than I used to. Technology and tech applications are so different than they used to be. Last

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-19200814587539800172010-02-15T10:28:00.003-06:002010-02-15T12:12:03.628-06:00

The struggle to maintain a balanced diet...Prompted in part by this interesting article on Salon.com today. But then, I regularly think of nutrition and proper eating and getting exercise and the like but some days it's harder than others. Especially since I've entered the unemployed phase (again) of my life. Cooking and baking are among several of my hobbies and since I'm not working, I've

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-28187931708351856862010-02-05T17:58:00.004-06:002010-02-10T11:52:28.795-06:00

Life maintenance part bazillion...Folks, I am catching up on months of life maintenance here and it feels like I'll never get to the end of the list of things to do. And the list is long. But I am making progress so that's a good thing. In fact, we finally got a major project done and I'm very pleased. We cleaned out our garage and while we'll never be able to park our car in it (almost no

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-74903618179725137442010-02-03T16:29:00.003-06:002010-02-03T16:37:11.813-06:00

Almost Wordless Wednesday...This is my friend Janice from school who came over for dinner to join in our celebration of passing the NCLEX. I know the photo needs some editing but I haven't figured out how to do that yet. The champagne was nice and chilled and we had a good time. Cheers!

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-12048444295007564752010-02-02T22:26:00.003-06:002010-02-02T22:37:16.004-06:00

2009 Recap...As always, I'm late with posting so just ignore the fact that it's Feb. 2nd already. Technically, I started this on Jan. 10th.1. What did you do in 2009 that you'd never done before?Attended and graduated from an accelerated bachelors in nursing program. Learning that medicine has to have a special name for every bodily function. You can’t just say nose bleed you have to say “

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-14842004669241469892009-11-24T09:37:00.002-06:002009-12-08T12:30:04.217-06:00

ANXIETY!Who doesn't have anxiety these days, right? But I have a new anxiety on the horizon and the endless surprise at the cause of my anxiety is giving me more anxiety. My last day of school is less than one month from today. Good, right? Yes. And no. Yes, it's good that school is almost over. I'm very happy about this. But. Now this means that it's time to get that resume into shape

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-15579399316823706092009-11-10T23:11:00.000-06:002009-11-10T23:13:25.922-06:00

Beware the extra credit opportunity...Because sometimes you sign on for extra credit projects and find out from the professor that your group has to make a music video. And the professor picks the song. And we can't back out. Oh, god, what have we done?

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-57805102378480175432009-10-26T23:14:00.003-05:002009-10-26T23:36:09.346-05:00

Trying to take some time to smell the roses...I'm a planner. I like to plan things. In advance. Like, way in advance sometimes. And I don't often take the time to enjoy what I'm doing, when I'm doing it where ever it is that I'm at (noooooooooo, don't end a sentence with a prepositional phrase!!!!). And when I'm overwhelmed by the amount of stuff I need to do and feel stressed, I plan even

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-37282480105994592462009-10-08T17:09:00.003-05:002009-10-08T18:24:48.331-05:00

Nothing but backwash in my can of care...For those of you familiar with the origin of the "can of care" thing, my apologies. I do, however, I feel that it's apropos of the way I'm feeling right now. I am really struggling with staying on top of schoolwork what with the insane workload, prep for my exit exam, 2 out-of-town trips scheduled 2 weeks apart and home/life maintenance that has got to

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-70212177350246565532009-09-14T16:18:00.003-05:002009-09-14T18:10:38.609-05:00

There are times...When I'm so frustrated with the administration at school and feel so utterly disenfranchised that I think I just can't bring myself to go back to campus or pick up a textbook. And I still feel that way for the most part. One of the faculty recently said that all students feel this way once they get over the hump and are just a few months from graduation. I remember feeling

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-16520799305713850472009-09-01T15:43:00.002-05:002009-09-01T16:15:54.021-05:00

Resolution update...Remember these?1. Make bread from scratch (no cheating with a bread machine)2. Donate blood at least 4 times this year (can't do more it more than every 8 wks)3. Try 3 new recipes every month4. Do some container gardening...maybe some tomatoes, a pepper plant and some herbs?5. Meet more of our neighbors besides just the couple next door6. Do some sort of exercise (besides

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-33878846019752182402009-08-18T15:24:00.002-05:002009-08-18T15:27:28.935-05:00

That sucked...I just took my critical care comprehensive final and it was, by far, the worst exam I've ever taken. I know I've said that before but, seriously, this one was the worst. So, to cheer myself up, I'm embarking upon some baking therapy and then I'm going to work out and then I'm sitting down to a nice mixed drink of vodka and blood orange soda over ice. I'm going to sit in my

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-66408515279828181792009-07-29T23:44:00.002-05:002009-07-29T23:57:34.260-05:00

A visit with an old friend...A book friend, that is. So, like a lot people I know, I read in bed before falling asleep. And before Michael can make a comment about how I fall asleep before reading 3 pages of anything, I'll just out myself right now. Since I can't stay awake long enough to read more than 3 pages, I usually read books that I've read before like Harry Potter or Calvin & Hobbes.

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-91415650941537098972009-07-27T23:29:00.002-05:002009-07-27T23:38:33.806-05:00

I win!My first patient on my first day back on the ward was positive for C. diff and had scabies. Woo! I swear to Ogg that I would bathe in Lysol if I could.On a completely unrelated note, Michael and I have been trying to take advantage of some of the many things that sunny Kali-for-nee-ya has to offer such as the San Diego Zoo, the SF MoMA and the garlic festival. Pictures of a baby cheetah

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-29494379171791839982009-07-22T18:39:00.002-05:002009-07-22T19:20:45.317-05:00

Where have I been...?Apparently not hanging around here sharing the mundane details of my life. Thank goodness for a little respite, huh? Well, as always, I have been up to my eyeballs in homework and weekly quizzes and/or exams. You know, the usual. I've since finished my pediatrics rotation and the nursing research class (evidence-based practice is your friend. So are librarians, by the

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-72265629689112302312009-06-30T15:23:00.003-05:002009-06-30T15:33:13.983-05:00

Hater...part IIWow, straight off of the whole financial aid pain-in-the-ass-ness and here I am being subjected to automated call center hell just so I can make an effing doctor's appt. Whatever happened to just calling the doctor's office and making an appt. with a human being and being off the phone in, at most, 2 minutes? Gah. I hate everything. 8 minutes and 37 seconds later I have made an

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-22687109738097405102009-06-25T15:47:00.001-05:002009-06-25T16:03:21.697-05:00

Hater...I hate you, FAFSA. Hate. You. The end.

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-75666293910430858072009-06-21T12:33:00.003-05:002009-06-24T11:55:48.737-05:00

Procrastination nation...More like procrastination household but I love me some Stphn C0lbert. There are a million things I should be doing right now but I'd rather sit here with my coffee and the internets instead. I should be making appts with the dentist and GP, calling the stupid FAFSA office about my pin, calling financial aid at school, sorting mail, shredding credit card offers we don't

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-88329961712945338932009-06-12T16:22:00.002-05:002009-06-12T16:29:09.980-05:00

It's a shame...That we don't treat our adult patients the way we treat our pediatrics patients. The pediatrics floors are brightly decorated and there are murals and pictures and scales that look like rockets and giraffes and there's so much effort put in to making a stay at the hospital seem less scary and more fun. And yet, we don't do that for adults. There are far more adults in a hospital

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-74853246115737429302009-06-11T16:06:00.002-05:002009-06-11T16:46:57.891-05:00

That was a fast 5 weeks...Well, my maternity rotation is over and now it's on to pediatrics. Tomorrow is my first day on a new ward at a new hospital at a new time and at a place where there is no street parking on weekdays and a parking garage that costs $24/day. On the other hand, it only slightly interferes with my tennis schedule but leaves me free to worship at the church of Kelly on

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-52882670555236859492009-06-04T20:30:00.003-05:002009-06-04T20:33:21.962-05:00

Feeling irrational...When I tell you why I'm feeling irrational, you'll undoubtedly laugh but this is something about which I am very upset. I got a B+ in maternity. A B+. In my book, a B+ is practically an F. An F- at that. Effe menos. This is the lowest grade I've gotten in nursing school and it kills me that I didn't get an A. This sucks. I'm going to go stew in my irrationality and

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-47149571882908011682009-05-29T17:28:00.002-05:002009-05-29T17:33:49.123-05:00

I need a break from the internets...Because if I see one more effing headline about J0n & K@te I am going to throw my laptop and myself off the roof of my house. Okay, maybe just the laptop. See, the roof isn't that high up and I'd probably just break an arm or a leg and that would be unfortunate. But, seriously, I can't take it anymore. Even my beloved Salon has featured stupid headlines

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-48766129587860105192009-05-28T11:49:00.010-05:002009-05-28T16:09:58.627-05:00

Picture time...We finally got a new camera and we finally uploaded the photos taken thus far. Not that we take very many. That's bad. And we really do need to branch out beyond pics of the dog. Just how many photos of the dog do we need anyway? Isn't she cute? Cherries! In my backyard! Now, how am I going to reach those? Crazy-looking plant from the backyard. Anyone

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-12390199756556183152009-05-26T08:59:00.002-05:002009-05-26T09:09:08.419-05:00

No babies! There were no babies to be born on Saturday night and I'll admit to being disappointed. There was one mom in L&D but she wasn't in labor; she was being treated for a kidney stone. There was one baby in the nursery and only one post-partum mom would allow a student to provide her care. Durr. A wasted evening at clinical.That being said, there is no schedule for babies and it's

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-8870070356799292602009-05-20T07:29:00.002-05:002009-05-20T07:40:19.721-05:00

You know what's funny...?Being asked to address "sexual activity of the pregnant woman and her partner" (male in this case) on an exam and having to list sexual activities on the test. Yes, that's right, I had to write down sex positions on an exam. How many people can say they've done that? The other funny thing is that our maternity book provides little pink and blue figurines in sex

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-72281756480530521682009-05-19T18:09:00.002-05:002009-05-19T18:29:22.278-05:00

Springtime explosion...It's very much springtime here and headed quickly toward summer. The trees are green, roses are blooming and grasses are starting to turn "golden" as the state motto goes. The produce at the market is once again bountiful and delicious but my daily allotment of time to spend in the kitchen has been overtaken by school as usual. Still, I'm finding time to try new recipes

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-6580227124720879852009-05-12T17:27:00.002-05:002009-05-12T17:53:52.092-05:00

First day on the maternity ward...Admit it. You're here to find out about the babies, aren't you? I must tell you: they are cute. Precious, in fact. Wee bitty things that you want to munch on and smell their little baby smell. It's true. Those tiny feet and that hair that reminds me of the baby ducks Judy used to hatch in her kindergarten classes. OMG, total cuteness. But first, the

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Back to the grind...Spring break is officially over and it's back to school for me and my classmates. This session starts with 5 weeks of maternity followed by 5 weeks of peds and 10 weeks of research class concurrent with maternity and peds. My first clinical rotation starts this weekend (Sat and Sun 3-11pm - blarg, it's not the Sat night I care about, it's Sun. At least it's only 5 wks) so

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I've been tagged, too!So, Gwen tagged me and she already tagged most of the people I would have tagged so I'm with Alissa and I won't bother tagging anyone. "List 7 things that you love, and then pass the award on to 7 bloggers that you love! Be sure to tag them and let them know that they have won. You can copy the picture of the award and paste it on your sideboard letting the whole world know

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Adventures in container gardening...This weekend the local community garden had a plant sale and I availed myself of the opportunity to do a little gardening. I always meant to do this while we lived in Ohio but we had a problem with raccoons and feral cats so I never got around to it. Now we've got a yard but it belongs to the landlord so I won't be digging up the grass for a real garden.

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Heartbreaking...I just cannot focus on the enormous amount of studying I have to do because I can't stop thinking about the patient I had last night. I was a assigned a 17 y.o. HIV positive male who was admitted for cryptococcal meningitis. He was no longer under contact precautions so I was able to go in his room without a mask, etc. (hallelujah for that one--I always have a pt with contact

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I think I'm ready for a break...From med-surg nursing at least. This school was a total pain in the arse to get into (b/c nobody returns phone calls or emails) but once you're in they really do take our feedback under consideration. Previous cohorts have done 20 weeks of med-surg nursing, 10 of which are spent on an ICU step-down unit (we won't be doing any work on the ICU--there's too many of

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Another first...Today I experienced my first earthquake. It wasn't a big one--4.3 to be exact--and the epicenter was in the south Bay. I was at school when it happened. I heard a loud noise and the building shook a little and I thought "geez, someone must have dropped something really heavy on the second floor to make the building shake." Duh. Actually, I did wonder if it might be a quake

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A new first...I successfully put in a new IV last night--on the first try! I realize this probably doesn't seem like a big deal (maybe it does if you've ever had an IV put in) but this a huge deal for the nursing students. And I did it on a little old lady with tiny little old lady veins that roll around. Yay me!

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Some resolutions. Ish...Yes, I know it's the end of March. Like, 3 months too late for some resolutions. But, hey, this is about the time everyone else abandons the ones they made 3 months ago so it's not such a bad thing to start now, right?This is a big year. A challenging year, if you will. I wasn't planning on any resolutions per se and I never got around to my own 31 for 31 list (I

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To my husband on his 37th birthday...Happy birthday to my:biggest supporterhoney do-er of everything that even remotely involves engineering or any other science or the use of his leathermanwalker of the dog while I sleep in after a late night studyingfetch-er of Chipotle when I just can't bear to cook dinnergiver of awesome foot rubstotal geek hotness husbandI love you. You're the best. p.s

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Try not to lose...That's commonly heard at my weekly tennis clinic when Mark has us doing drills. He'll put half the class on one side of the net and the other half on the other side and he'll tell us to play competitively and then he'll tell us try not to lose. Which is a different way of saying try to win. And while "try not to lose" and "try to win" are essentially the same thing, you want

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Not really a big deal...School, school, school. Blah, blah, blah. All the time, right? Yeah, boring. So I won't bore you with the latest and greatest in the land of incontinent older adults, many of whom have dementia and tell you they need to "go bim" even when they're already on the commode and have already gone "bim."It's about grades and performance this time. This is a highly

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Why my dog is an asshole...Most of you have had the distinct pleasure of knowing me when I adopted Shana (maysherestinpeace - that, by the way, is on purpose and anyone up to date on the Terry Pratchett witch series will know that, right?) and will remember that she did horrible, unspeakable things like eat shoes and underwear; steal Thanksgiving turkeys; eat birth control pills; get in the trash

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'Til death do us part...A lot of us have said those words as part of our marriage vow and even if you didn't say the actual words, you probably said something like that. And if you haven't said anything resembling those words to another human being yet you're probably planning to at some point. In the state of CA, it is mandatory that a healthy aging class be taught as part of the nursing school

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You're just dying to find out...about the crazy things people stick up their butts, aren't you? We won't be doing a rotation in the ER anytime soon, and that's where those stories originate, but here's another example of something you don't stick up your rear: a dowel rod.One of today lectures (well, both actually) talked about bowels (yes, again) and disease, etc., and our professor shared a

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How was it?Well, the first day on the ward was brief but good. I'll spare you the gory details but the patients we saw included:1. An agitated bi-polar woman with a tertiary wound and hemovac drain. She was in pain and unhappy and not very nice. But then, if I were in pain, I might not be very nice either. She was mean to all the nurses including the wound specialist. Unfortunately, we

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First day! On the ward!There have been many times that I've thought about taking down this blog. I usually don't have anything important to say and when I look back thru the archives (not often because, well, I sound like an idiot which brings me back to my point) I am amazed at how ridiculous I sound. I'm certainly not trying to find a cure for cancer or bring about world peace here. But I

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Justice?Lately, you've heard about poop and shipping unused-but-in-perfectly-good-condition medical supplies so you've got the warm fuzzies right about now, right? Prepare yourself for a little downer...The drunk driver who killed my aunt last year just 2 weeks after her 58th birthday was supposed to go to trial this week. Since then, the prosecutor, victim's advocate and my 3 cousins agreed to

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Waste not, want not...I don't know about you, but I really don't like to waste things. I try to recycle or repurpose stuff as much as possible and that means bringing home banana peels and plastic clamshell takeout containers to compost and recycle. I scrape out every last bit of peanut butter out of the jar and I will save 1 Tbs of milk just to use it the next day in my coffee. Yes, I am that

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-31338182717412189472009-01-29T18:59:00.004-06:002009-02-03T18:42:25.926-06:00

It seems like it's all about feces...If you can't tell by the title that this post is about to err on the side of gross, well, you've been warned.Ah, yes, poop. My favorite topic of conversation. So, for the benefit of those of you who are doomed to listen to me bitch about how tough this program is (you know, the one I so desperately wanted to get into) and for the rest of you who might be

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Procrastination...I'm supposed to be editing my 3-page paper written in APA format that absolutely cannot be more than 3 pages but requires ridiculous requests of 1.5 left and right margins, paragraph headers and Times New Roman 12 pt font (which I hate, by the way) and cannot get myself motivated to do it. I wrote it on Sunday...and I think I'm just tired of looking at it but I know my

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Ausculation, Palpation and Percussion, oh, my!As Michael likes to point out I am 4% closer to my BSN as of last Friday. As you can see by the title of this post I am up to my eyeballs in all things health assessment related. It's exciting, fun, scary and amazing all at once.I know it's been ages since I last posted but I've been busy, blah, blah, blah, right? Aren't we all busy? And depressed

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Meh...What can I say that won't sound whiny and...well, whiny? Things here are fine--just the usual, every day stuff that we do but I'm not feeling all happy and stress-free (psst. I really want to feel happy and stress-free) and, well, it's getting me down. But then the economy is in the toilet, lots of people are unemployed or soon-to-be-unemployed or under-employed (my mom, for one) and

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-89332020801478743122008-11-14T10:13:00.007-06:002008-11-14T10:29:43.819-06:00

Harder than it looks...These are the red wigglers we bought for vermicomposting from the "Worm Dude."(not an advert for USPS)here they come!worms? veg scraps?These are the worms now...Yeah, those are shriveled up dead little worms all over our back porch. About 2/3 of them committed mass suicide about 2 weeks ago and the remaining 1/3 offed themselves earlier this week. Both times this happened

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THE BEST WEDDING ANNIVERSARY PRESENT EVER!!!!!!!!!!!WWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, OBAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MUST USE ALL CAPS!!!!!! WOOOOOO!!!Seriously, this is the BEST anniversary ever. EVER. What could top this? Now, every year we will share our anniversary with the day that the American public pulled its collective heads out of its collective asses and voted for Obama. Life is good.

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On edge....I've been anxiously checking the internets for campaign news for weeks and now we're down to the final 24 hours of this presidential election. I'm hoping the American people do the right thing and vote for Barack Obama. In the meantime I'm anxious, my eye is twitching and I'm supposed to be studying for my final exam of the semester. But I can't concentrate because I'm too busy

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3 songs...One day last week I drove to work instead of taking the train and on the way home I was listening to my favorite station: NPR (psst! Have you made a pledge to your local station yet?). The 'California Report" was on and while I don't remember the name of the guy whose story I was listening to, his story goes something like this: because he works for iTunes, he was put in charge of

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Wait-Listed...I got my letter this week (finally) and found out that I've been wait-listed. I suppose I should be pleased to be wait-listed (I'm 5th out of 10) when 22 people didn't get that option at all. There were 80 applicants for 48 slots for the January cohort and while I'm disappointed that I didn't get in I'm hoping that I'll get accepted for the June cohort. In the meantime, I'll be

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What they don't tell you about taking public transportation...Is that sometimes people purposely or accidentally jump or walk in front of said transportation and get themselves killed. I'm not trying to make light of this because it's a horrible thing. And while it is frustrating to be waiting for the train and wondering why it's late, mostly I'm just thinking about those poor people being

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When the only thing that makes you feel better is a bag of Doritos...That's where I am right now. School has taken over almost every waking moment of my life that is not spent at work, commuting to and from work, bathing, walking the dog and cooking/eating. And still I struggle. Online classes seemed so ideal in some ways and now...not so much. It's the method of testing. In one class, we're

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Just call me...Taupe Armageddon. Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! And Michael shall now be known as Axe Diesel. Go find out what your name would be if the Mooseburger had been your mom.

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Feeling sick to my stomach...All I think about is this damned presidential election. I am most of the way through a brand new bottle of Pepto (seriously? Buy some of their stock b/c we have a long way yet to go) and have been hitting the Tums pretty hard, too. I want to write about the more interesting stuff going on around here, not that there's much of it, but still. I can't. All I can

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The little red cart makes its debut...We recently took the little red cart and Esme to the local farmer's market. We have since decided that Esme only gets to go every other week while the little red cart gets to go as often as it wishes. In other news, things around here are just plain busy. I'm finishing up my second week as a receptionist working for 3 chiropractors (free treatment for me!)

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WTF?!?3 words: Republicans for Voldemort. p.s. To my Republican friends: I'm sorry, but we have to agree to disagree on this one. Love you!

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It isn't just me...Hurray for this article in Slate. It's nice to know that I'm not the only one who can't figure out how the hell to do those damn sudoku puzzles and doesn't think crossword puzzles are the bee's knees. Which is probably a good thing or else Michael and I would fight over the puzzle page at the end of the Sunday Times magazine. I'm more than happy to leave crossword puzzling

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The Neti Pot - Day 1...Michael and I met our new GP this week at the medical office complex from hell and she was very nice. She recommended we use a neti pot which I already have (thank you, Hefk!) but have not yet used. So, I decided today was the day. Our doctor recommended using it in the shower since it's kind of messy until you get used to it but I didn't want to get in the shower yet (

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Great Sexist-pectations...You know, it's 2008. Not the 1800s, not 1950 but 2008. I know that sexism is alive and well but recently I got smacked upside the head with it. Twice. Not in major, frontline news kinds of ways but the subtle little shitty ways that are so part of everyday life that most people don't even think about them. The first time was at the bank. Michael and I went in to

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No more shitwiches...At least for the time being. So, I realize that my little bloggy post there was cause for concern for some of you--rest assured, things are returning to normal. Many of you were at the wedding and have already heard my tales of woe. For those of you still in the dark, here is the recap:Less than 24 hours before closing on the sale of our house, the stupid buyers start

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My luncheon with the Universe...Me: What should I order...hmmmm....the portobella mushroom with goat cheese and roasted red peppers looks yummy...Universe: No, I think you should order the shit sandwich platter.Me: Shit sandwich platter? That doesn't sound tasty at all.Universe: Waiter? This lovely lady here would like to order the shit sandwich platter. Chop, chop!Me: Universe, what have

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I guess the cat's outta the bag...Well, most of you don't know this but the neighbors do...the sale of our house is pending and we close at the end of the week. We've chosen not to discuss this with anyone other than our parents--mostly for superstitious reasons but also because this is so hard. We love our house (although I had some serious moments of intense dislike while prepping it for sale

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It's Christmas in July!I know I only just packed all these boxes and boxes of stuff from our house in Dayton but opening them this weekend was like having Christmas in July. Ooh! My fiestaware! The coffee pot! Our bed! Our sheets! The clasps for the dog's crate! Whee! All of the fun-ness was overshadowed a smidge by the occasional discovery of broken or damaged items. Our headboard has an

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Picture time!This is the dog trying to beat the heat by digging a hole next to thislovely bush and then laying in it.Hello, crazy Jurassic Park-looking plant in the backyard!This is the dog hiding in the rose bushes because I was inside using the vacuum.She is such a big baby.This is Michael's "fierce" face. He does "fierce" better than I do.Of course, nobody's "fierce" is as good as

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Move in day!We're (almost) all moved in--yay! The storage unit is empty and our tiny little house is full of our enormous furniture and the garage is chock full of boxes. The BRs are painted, the floors vacuumed and cleaned and now it's time to put the bed and futon together and start unpacking. Sort of. I bought more contact paper this morning and some cleaner for the cabinets in the kitchen

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Still painting...I'm still painting the 2 bedrooms. Actually, I'm only painting one bedroom as the other is fini. I hope. We did a combo of brush and roller on the trim and I felt that yesterday's rolled parts could use a touch up. I finished the windows this morning but will have to see how they look when I go back this afternoon. Still have to do the doors but will attempt that this

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-1825867260986614362008-07-15T10:52:00.005-05:002008-12-09T22:28:53.738-06:00

Pics of the house!The kitchen. Appliances look fairly new-ish and I like the floor and laminate on the countertops but I'm not a huge fan of the dark cabinets. A fair bit of cabinet space, tho.The "dining room" if it can be called that. It's more like the other side of the living room. It will easily accommodate our enormous dining room table and that's the important thing.Sigh. The bathroom

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-16955794671195962232008-07-11T11:16:00.002-05:002008-07-11T11:30:50.439-05:00

Tell me I'm crazy...Because I must be certifiably insane. Despite all the painting/sanding/cleaning/packing/scrubbing/more painting/painting/painting that I did in the 3 months from job offer to move I find myself wanting to paint. I'm crazy, right? See, we're moving into a rental house and all the walls are white. White. Ick. Admittedly, the crazy 1970's gold patterned wallpaper in the

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-42964684028939344362008-07-09T16:10:00.002-05:002008-07-09T16:17:02.592-05:00

Wiped Out...This will be short because, as you can see by the title, I am wiped out. Got back yesterday from bridesmaid/whirlwind to the beach land and am tirreeeeddddd. I'm missing all of you already but am glad to be back. I have a massive "to do" list to tackle but now, I'm going to lay back down on my couch and read my book. p.s. I realize I was remiss in mentioning Michael now has a blog

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-51098510459813870362008-07-02T13:15:00.003-05:002008-07-02T13:38:41.638-05:00

Adventures in Bicycling...Now that we're Californians and all, we need to do the California thing and ride our bikes everywhere and, for the ladies, be skinny, tan and blonde. Let me tell you right now: I will be neither tan nor blonde. Skinny wouldn't be bad but I don't think that's in the cards. Anyway.So, this week, I decided that I would ride my bike, along with Michael, to his office and

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-30573855260495135192008-06-27T10:04:00.002-05:002008-06-27T10:22:06.999-05:00

The downside to CA...Well, to be honest, there is more than one downside but today it involves the fact that being this far away means that I can't be proximal to my mother when there's trouble in the family. My mom's cousin and step-sister by marriage is dying of cancer and while they weren't terribly close, it's still a sad time. My mom's family has been through a lot of late and I wish I

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-48159833805233467292008-06-24T10:12:00.002-05:002008-12-09T22:28:53.952-06:00

My first week...Well, it's been a bit more relaxing, to say the least. I spend a decent amount of time surfing the 'nets in an effort to take care of business re: the house or trying to find out where the nearest farmers market/CSA/bookstore/T@rget/etc. are located. Now that we've liberated our bike pump and found the helmets, I can ride my bike to all these wonderful places. I'm also looking

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-7915897306399395822008-06-19T17:35:00.007-05:002008-12-09T22:28:54.599-06:00

Finally in Cali...And it's about darned time! So, my dear husband met me at the airport with a potted hydrangea (while a bouquet of flowers might have been more romantic all of our vases are currently on the moving truck) in one hand and D0ritos in the other...sigh...he's so sweet. Anyway, we headed home to the dog and then took a picnic lunch to the park adjacent to our apartment. Michael

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-65336487894700424692008-06-11T13:31:00.002-05:002008-06-11T13:37:12.171-05:00

It's all about the penis...So, today's lab exam? All about the penis. Mind you, one of the chapters we're covering on our lab and lecture exams is the reproductive system but, seriously, there were way too many penis questions on the lab exam. Penis, penis, penis. Sure, there was an ovary here and a fallopian tube there and a few kidneys but mostly penis. At least that's what it felt like to

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-24489119564884136492008-06-10T21:54:00.004-05:002008-06-11T13:31:46.549-05:00

Comedy of Errors....Part one million. Seriously. This will be a v. brief recap as I am sitting in my car in the O. District so I can use some of downtown Dayton's free WiFi (which doesn't go as far as our house, WTF is that about?). Let's just put it this way: I thought we would get more than 2 movers to come load the truck and since I only got 2, it took longer than I thought to get everything

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-74571942345060575842008-06-05T09:13:00.002-05:002008-06-05T09:30:25.768-05:00

For fcking better or worse...This move...sigh...I know, more whining about moving. I'm even tired of it but, alas, it's my party and I'll whine if I want to. So, you stand before your officiant and take your marriage vows alongside your beloved and you say them...and you really do mean them. And sometimes life hands you shit sandwiches and down the hatch they go and here you are reflecting on

Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17935909911303807021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425268.post-30822565216792030422008-06-03T09:16:00.004-05:002008-12-09T22:28:55.094-06:00

More cuteness...This about cheering me up as much as it is subjecting you to more pictures of my dog. She is so. Freaking. Cute. Totally.My husband is also really freaking cute. I mean, he's very studly and hot. Yeah, studly and hot.

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