Monthly Archives: April 2006

You know you are a nurse if………

**From Mom. =)

You know you’re a nurse if… you would like to meet the inventor of the call light some night in a dark alley.

Your sense of humor gets more warped each year. Almost everything can seem humorous… eventually.

You know the smell of different diarrhea to identify it.

You can tell the pharmacist more about the medication they are dispensing than they know.

You check the caller ID on your day off to see if anyone from the hospital is trying to call and ask you to work.

You’ve been telling stories in a restaurant and made someone at another table throw up.

You notice that you are using more 4 letter words than you did before you started nursing.

Every time someone asks you for a pen you can find at least 4 of them on you.

You live by the motto “to be right is only half the battle, to convince the doctor is more difficult.”

You’ve told a confused patient that your name was that of your coworker and to holler if they need help.

Your bladder can expand to the size of a Winnebago’s water tank.

You find yourself checking out other customer’s veins in grocery waiting lines.

You avoid unhealthy looking shoppers in the mall for fear that they will drop near you and you’ll have to do CPR on your day off.

Your finger has gone places you never thought possible.

You have seen more penises than any prostitute.

If you are not a nurse and have been sent this by a friend who is, it’s just to help you understand our mind set and questionable mental status/sanity.
Most of the time we function in spite of this sick sense of humor, fairly normally and very responsibly.

Believe me, this is how we all, ALL THE TIME. Scary, huh?????

A cheerful heart is good medicine.

It’s A Monday

It was my weekend to work like crazy. I haven’t felt like chatting too much. Just tired of somethings at work.

The only bright spot I had to look forward was I got to work with Brooke Saturday and then I had JT working and it really makes her laugh. I covered cafe briefly and the guy I helped left a $1 tip. Well, I feel weird about that since I’m not a server and I don’t work for tips. So I didn’t take it. Brooke insisted on it……..I ran from her and she chased me…..lol………until she was like “no running in the store”. Which is what I tell kids all the time…………I just had to crack up laughing as she shoved the dollar into my apron pocket. =)

I don’t know………don’t think it is worth investing myself emotional at work anymore. I’m just going to try to go in, do my job and get out, but that is going to be hard for me. I don’t even to that much work from the house anymore. Partly cuz my boss doesn’t want me too, but the other part is why should I? It is a thankless job that is for sure.

I have tomorrow off. We are thinking of spending some time at the park or the beach. We haven’t been to the beach since my birthday, so I’m leaning to that.

I orginally wanted to try and get some work done here before going in, but daylight savings time is still kicking my ass. I’ll be forced to adjust more when I have to go in early Wednesday.

I did get my 3 letters mailed off Saturday. They should be getting them by Wednesday, I hope. They got small books. =)

I’m going to try to keep the entries update in the next set of letters as I go along, but I won’t hold my breath…………..lol

Changing Clocks

Indiana springs forward reluctantly

**About the only thing that I liked about Indiana was that we didn’t change the clocks. I hate daylight savings time.

Afraid of history repeating itself?

This is a good letter to the Editor in Lafayette, IN

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www.jconline.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060401/OPINION02/604010 312/1100/OPINION

Afraid of history repeating itself?

As a Native American, I have one thing to say about immigration: “Get over it.” Where does all this fear come from?

Are you afraid that you won’t be allowed to speak your native language anymore? Are you afraid that your children will be taken from your homes and sent to a boarding school and forced to adopt foreign names and learn a new language?

Are you afraid that your property will be taken from you and you will be relocated somewhere that no one would choose to live? Are you afraid that you will be killed if you don’t relocate?

Are you afraid that schools will use you as a mascot and adopt an exaggerated likeness of your image?

Are you afraid that your spiritual beliefs will be considered heathen and forbidden to practice?

Even if these immigrants form a new government, eventually you will become a citizen (we Injuns became citizens 1924) and it probably won’t take you 148 years. I am sure you will have the right to vote (we got that puppy in 1975) in less than 199 years.

I hear all these good folks talking about immigration and how bad that is. I am afraid people will just give themselves ulcers worrying about it. The sensible thing to do is just get over it.

Greg Tucker

Lafayette