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These are the mad musings of a middle aged woman, dyke, nurse, poet. I have a dog, a cat, a mobile home, and delusions of grandeur.

Location: California, United States

Friday, November 25, 2005

Out of Focus

I spent a restful Thanksgiving eating steamed veggies and watching movies. My favorite so far was Ladder 49. What a powerful, bittersweet story. Joachin Phoenix is the bomb.

I have been suffering from what I thought was a cold but appears now to be more of the flu. In either case, I seem now to have a bacterial infection and have added Kaiser's nasty Urgent Care to my list this weekend.

I was going to work on Friday. But I had an epiphany in the shower on Wednesday morning. It went something like this: "Are you nucking futz?" This is my last opportunity, before the Christmas craziness hits our little corner of the world, to do anything meaningful for myself. I'm sick, I'm tired, I have promises to keep.

My first order of business was to tell my nurses that I am helpless to fix the schedule for them. "I have done what I can," I told them. "But I can tell you one thing. I won't be in the ICU on December 31 because you expect me to fix every little boo boo for you. If, when you signed up for nursing, you expected to not work nights, weekends, and holidays, then you ought to have your head examined. In fact, you ought to be seriously reconsidering your career choice while you're still young enough to change it."

I received one panicked call yesterday about the schedule and informed the nurse that if she would look at the master schedule, and if she would read the memos that went out last week, that I was sure they could work as a team to straighten things out.

Sure enough, by this morning, everything was settled. Little Ms. Nursie spends today with her kiddies and the open shift is covered. All while NursePam slept like a baby.

I have spent the morning being utterly and completely slothful. Now I am going to have my nails done (if Tan is open today). Then I will shop until I drop, make something good to eat, and finish my book before I drift off again. It doesn't get much better than that. Unless I forget to take my cell phone with me.

Kinja, the weblog guide


Blogger ~ nellenelle said...

lmao, hope ya had a nice, cell free, relaxin' day, ms pammie!

Personally, ah think you should work all their hours for them. ;-)

Career choice, indeed. Our busy season starts soon, and it likely will mean overtime, lots of it. I'm looking forward to the extra hours, because it also comes with extra cash that I could use. Somewhere around the end of February I should come back up for air.

By the way, showers are a great thinking space.

3:52 PM PST  

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