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i work again 3-11 today, but until then... i plan on listening to this unbearably obnoxious song (whose artist/title i will not disclose) until my brain and ears can't take it any longer. also: now that i am the owner of the deluxe 3-disc edition of twilight, i may watch one of the extra discs... or maybe just the whole darn movie. we'll see.

work better be an improvement upon yesterday. really. it got better toward the end of the night, and i had a good chat with laurie who happened to be on our unit yesterday (yay!). i also made fun of todd for his earlier hostility, which he seemed to get a kick out of. plus, louise was there, and i just love her. she makes me not miss mel and marlo so much (my great nurses from day shift). 

and so: let the stupid songfest begin!
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1. I like the noise the snow is making, hitting the window and the aluminum-like box that covers an empty space where an air conditioner should be, in our bedroom. (I feel like that wording killed the whole thought, but I don't know how else to describe this damn thing that sticks out of our wall. Man, is it an eyesore.)

2. I called out of work today, and even though I have no voice and there is no question that it's a valid excuse, I STILL feel guilty. I guess I don't feel as bad because it was Linda who answered the phone, and Linda who was in charge, and Linda is my unit manager and we're like peas in a pod. She's the one who talked me up to Vivian so I could get my switched shift. Anyway, I am thankful to have some time to rest and hopefully get this crap out of my system, or at least down a notch (I hope).

I've had a fever now for 3 days, though this morning and yesterday, it mostly hovered around 99 degrees, so that's not terrible. Now there's also coughing up yellow gunk, congestion, sore throat, and laryngitis. Yippy skippy.

3. I felt so rotten yesterday that I slept most of the morning away, and then I rode in with Cassy to work. I planned on running out quick to get something for Kevin-- He mentioned that he didn't have a snow brush, so I was gonna sneak one into his car and have it waiting for him. However, I didn't want to hold Cassy up because I know she likes to get right home after work, and by then, I agreed. So, I didn't do anything... and poor Kev was asleep when I came home, anyway. Then he woke up and apologized for not doing the dishes, so we agreed to step back a day and catch up. (We are doing our Love Dare book, after watching Fireproof which was pretty terrible and cheesy, but I should have expected that if I had looked closer and seen that Kirk Cameron was involved. Yuck. Anyway, the book is a nice thing to do for 40 days.)

4. I need a NY winter coat. The few things I have hardly qualify. I have one that might make the cut, but it's so un-me that I never wear it. It's a Columbia ski jacket, though it wasn't one of the super expensive ones, cause I wouldn't pay more than $100 for a jacket, and it would have to be KILLER for that. Anyway, I just want some oversized jacket with fake fur around the hood. Like the killer from the Urban Legend movie. Hahaha that will be what I think of every time I see a coat like that.


Dec. 8th, 2009 09:06 am
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My first day of 3-11 went well, considering I had a sore throat and a 101.2 fever. 

As for the weekend... We put up our big Christmas tree on Saturday. We were supposed to go and see Thursday, because I had already bought tickets, but neither of us really felt like it... so we went and saw New Moon instead! I was thrilled, obviously, and Kevin really liked it, so that worked out great. I wasn't liking the idea of jumping into a pit filled with hundreds of people and coming home sweaty and cold. It snowed that night, too! It was a very pretty drive back to our shabby little apartment.

We had a great time on Sunday with Josh & Kit visiting-- they watched Leon: The Professional (a favorite of mine, thanks to Aaron) while I made dinner, then we played Catchphrase and nearly died laughing about it. About halfway through that, we took a dinner break and then went down to see Lights on the Lake.

Lights on the Lake is a couple mile long Christmas (or should I say, holiday, because they tossed a random Hanukkah group of lights in there) lighting display, along Onondaga lake. People out here get very excited about this, but seeing as we all live(d) out in western MA, home of Bright Nights in Forest Park, it's not actually even good. Bright Nights puts on an amazing show, and if you ask me, the one we saw here can't compete. 

Upon our return, we played some more Catchphrase (what can I say, it was a hit!) and then decided it was probably time for bed. Kit took a shower and we got their air mattress blown up and fitted with sheets/blankets/pillows.  Winnie came in and slept with us (she has been doing much better since the last post-- one accident, but she does much better with tons of attention).

Kevin's alarm went off sometime early in the morning, maybe 4:30? Kit came in around 7 to say goodbye, and I was still pretty comatose. I woke up around 9 to a very very sore throat. I checked my temperature, which was about 98.9, no biggie. Hours later, around 1:30 or 2pm, it was 101.2. It was late enough that I wouldn't bother calling into work. Cassy and I rode in together and the shift went fine.

Came home last night to find Kevin making me tea, and he had the Vitamin C tablets out for me  :)  We watched an episode and a half of Seinfeld before deciding it was bedtime, and we went to sleep. He's been working like crazy to make up for the job he lost (and by 'he lost,' I more mean, 'they took from him.' Seems more appropriate.)

I can't believe that on Christmas Eve, we'll have been married for 4 months. It feels like it's been longer than that. Maybe 'cause the move to New York seems like the beginning. Maybe 'cause we were always so serious about each other. I don't know what it is, but it makes me happy. Anyway, I have Christmas Eve off from work, so I'm looking forward to that.

I am not looking forward to work tonight, just 'cause my body feels like it's... I can't find an appropriate comparison. It just feels BAD. I secretly hope I have strep, because I want my tonsils out so badly (look up tonsiloliths and you'll see what the issue is), maybe one more positive strep test would get it taken care of... Anyway, we'll see.
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Last day of waking up at the wretched hour of 6am to make it in on time for a 7-3 workday. On the one hand-- ALLELUIA! On the other, I've grown to love my morning routine (okay, mostly just joking around with Tony) and the girls I work with. I'm really gonna miss Nicole (who I thought hated me, but quickly became buddy buddy with) and Karen who trained me, and Suzi who I swore I would teach how to drive (and I still will, mark my words!) and Toni and Kristen who's been listening to all my stories all week... and that's just from my unit! I've got the unit 2 crew to miss too...

But, 3-11 are my hours. I totally prefer working those hours, totally prefer the extra dollar in pay, and totally prefer the teamwork. There are some ups and some downs, but overall, I think this is for the better. I certainly hope so.


Melanie and I are going to meet up tomorrow afternoon and visit Jane Cleveland in the hospital. She's been there since Thanksgiving and we got word that she's not doing so hot... I really miss her. Everyone else seems to be enjoying the break, but despite her pain-in-the-butt routine, I think she's a lot of fun. I really do miss her. I'm bringing some "snappers" that she enjoyed playing with in her room all the time, and maybe a little something else... and we're getting her a real coffee, which she loves.

After that, it's time for dinner & the Thursday concert! Next morning, church, maybe brunch out, and then meeting up with Kit & her boyfriend. I'm interested to meet this guy. She's crazy about him. Anyway, that's my weekend! Over and out!


Nov. 23rd, 2009 09:06 pm
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I know a few things about tomorrow:

1. My dear friend Rob will be joining me on the back hall at work! I am thrilled about this because even if the day somehow is shot to hell, he usually makes a point to try to improve my mood, whether it involves doing little things for me (like making a bed or two that I haven't had time to get) or hurling disgustingly kind words at me (flattery to the point I become nauseated), or just being a moron to get a chuckle from me. Also: It's a non-shower day, so things should be less hectic than normal for me (like today!). We'll see. In any case, we work very well as a team, and get both our assignments done pretty quickly so... three cheers for a good outlook.

[Nicole, my usual back hall partner, is very fast but she's a little rough, and sometimes I find it unsettling. Also, she's very pregnant, which not only creeps me out (sorry, I'm more afraid of pregnant women than even my crippling fear of spiders) but it makes her moody. And things are bad at home for her, so she's usually kind of withdrawn lately. Still, we ARE friends and DO chatter a lot. I like her lots, but I am looking forward to Rob's company for the day. Some change is good.]

2. Lights on the Lake opens tomorrow from 5-9pm for dogs to walk through with their humans. We are planning on bringing Winnie to this event, provided I can layer enough clothing to keep warm for the 2 miles of walking. Should be interesting. We went through the whole thing with everyone last year (in a car, mind you) and it was good and awkward. Everything while we were staying with Nana & Pop was awkward. Yeah, ask me about that sometime. Ugh.

3. We'll have been married 3 months as of tomorrow. Why does it feel like it's been so much longer? Maybe because we've both been so incredibly stressed out? Probably. It feels like it's been forever. Maybe because we were so serious about everything. Right off the bat, I knew he was just It. You know, The One Everyone Is Looking For? Yeah, I found him, and I knew it.

I remember one night, the first time we went anywhere alone, after work. It was over to a place by our houses, just to get some ice cream. We talked forever, and I've never been stuck in what can only be described as an eye-lock with anyone like that. For a good hour, we just talked, and stared. It wasn't awkward, like I feel it should have been, thinking back on it. That was the night that I knew I really really oh my gosh, like this guy, and what do I do next? (Yes, those were my thoughts.)

I think it was November, may have been early December, of 2007 when I told my mother, "He's the one, Mom." She didn't know what to say, I could tell, but her response ended up being, "You know, I sort of expected that. I think you're right." He rode his bike 40 miles to surprise me at my grandparents' house one night, with flowers, while I was visiting them on a weekend away from Keene. He rode his bike 7 miles to my house in the pouring rain before work to give me a CD he made me. He took me out to Otis on the jet ski to get my mind off my problems with my parents that summer. We talked out on the dock for hours, about anything and everything. He drove me to Keene for move-in day, and it was a horrible goodbye. He hiked Monadnock with me while we skipped class. He drove up from home nearly EVERY day (not even kidding-- he put 100,000 miles on his car in a matter of MONTHS) after class, would spend the night, and leave in the morning for work. His first night over, he slept totally in his clothes and was very very shy. He ran out on the quad with me at night and we set off tons of Diet Coke explosions with the help of Mentos. He used to hide notes around my room for me to find later, while he was back home, when I was missing him.  He'd bring flowers some mornings when I'd meet him out front of Huntress.

Now I'm just rambling and reminiscing... It's been real. You know, my favorite part of loving Bella and Edward from Twilight is noticing the parallels between the movie/book and my own life. I saw a shirt that said "Edward Cullen has ruined it for the mortal men out there." In my Bear's case, I couldn't disagree more. I'm pretty darn lucky. We're pretty happy together, and who can complain about that?! 


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I got the nicest text message from Kevin while I was at work today...

"you are so pretty. i had a nice thought of you earlier... earrings in...curly hair let down...your beautiful brown gimmering eyes, your nice eye makeup, and the most content, happy, unforgettable smile anyone has ever seen. i love you. i know i'm busy. i've missed you so much."

So, it's nice to be thought of. And, along that line, I just got a call from Rob, who is one of my work buddies. He's the definition of a ladies man, which I think is hilarious, but he's sarcastic and irritating like me, and we get along oh-so-well. (I'm probably the only one who really likes him, everyone else just tolerates him. I think he's a riot.) Anyway, he is moving from part of Syracuse here into B-ville, and he just called and asked if I'd like to come over and meet the girlfriend he's moving in with and have a couple drinks with them.

I declined after last night's extravaganza, but it was so nice to be invited. And we chatted for a few minutes on the phone, and he said, "Well I know you've been kinda depressed the last few days and I just want you to know you're always welcome. Your real friends look out for ya."

Those were just a couple really nice things that touched me today. Thanks, guys. And NO thank you to the people at work who informed me that 3-11 and 11-7 are both overstaffed, so I am stuck working days indefinitely. FAIL. But, not to dwell on that, I am off to read and relax...

Oh, work.

Nov. 19th, 2009 04:41 pm
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Horrible day. Won't even write about it.

Still, you should know: the nurse responsible for the other day's "situation" was fired.

I put in a request to switch to the 3-11 shift ASAP, preferably the open spot on my current unit.

If I get switched, I will buy more scrubs. If not, I will apply for other jobs.
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I asked Linda today about the open spot on the 3-11 shift, and she was surprised I was interested. She said, "I'd love to have you on the 3-11 shift! Leave a note for Vivian!" Fabulous. She comes back Friday, so I will leave her a note tomorrow.

I've already bugged her about it, so at least she knows I'm interested. There is hope!

And, Lori supposedly got fired today for Sunday, because the family member who saw it reported it... but, she is supposed to be on the schedule tomorrow. I guess we will find out tomorrow what happened-- if she shows up, uh oh, and if not, rejoice! (Does it make me a bad person to be totally excited?)


Nov. 16th, 2009 07:04 pm
lifeaslizzie: (alone)
I hope that my wrist tattoos [And I will fear no evil / For my God is with me / And if my God is with me / Whom then shall I fear?] come in handy when I face my unit manager next at work...

I missed 4 calls from her today, because I left my phone at home while Kevin & I were out and about all day. Two girls from work called to inform me that she "rewrote" Karen's statement from yesterday's events, to protect Lori.

I'll be damned if I change mine for anyone. I might lose my job over this. I'd rather lose my job than cover up something like that, for someone who has caused me so much frustration without a second glance. My residents deserve better than that, and I deserve better than that. If it comes to it, I'm leaving.


Nov. 15th, 2009 04:30 pm
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Okay-- It seems as though I always hate my job. Well, this is still [mostly] true, but this is not my standard I Hate My Job Post.

Today, while everything was going horribly, THIS happened:

Clara is a woman who drives us nuts. She is at risk for falling, so she sits atop a chair alarm, to alert us as to when she is getting up when she shouldn't be. Fine. Dandy. Well, she was restless today, so Melanie handed her off to me as the girls left for lunch, asking me to walk her to tire her out. (Thus, she would sleep in her chair until lunch.) Again, fine. Dandy.

I walk her down the hall, and we keep going around the bend until we hit the activities room. By this point, she is so worn down, she has to sit. I grab the closest chair, worried she'll fall from exhaustion and ask Kelly to just keep an eye on her for a minute since she can't be left alone without the chair alarm.

I go get the chair alarm (back where we came from) and look for a wheelchair to bring her back in. There's none to be found. I go back to the activities room and try to figure something out. While I'm there, Lori [the nurse who drives us all batty] comes in yelling "LINDSAY, YOU NEED TO GET BACK TO THE UNIT! BELLS ARE GOING OFF AND NO ONE IS ON THE FLOOR! I will take Clara if you can't..."

So, I don't like the way she barked at me, but fine. I'll let it go. I always do. I walk back and find Carmella ringing to go to the bathroom, so I bring her in, get her on the toilet, and leave. She'll ring when she's all done.

Karen is the only other aide on the floor with me right now, and she is keeping an eye on Jane, our girl who needs constant one-on-one supervision. Here comes Lori down the hall, Clara with her, barely walking. She yells for me to come over and grab one side of her belt.

So, I do. I shouldn't have, but I did.

We DRAGGED this woman probably over 200 feet. She fell to her knees twice, and we picked her up. Lori yelled at her the entire way. "Get up! You can walk! Quit that and WALK, Clara!" At the end, after we hoisted her into a chair, she actually CHECKED to see if she was ALIVE. That is how BAD this woman was.

Now, as a man is coming down the hall, looking for help, he witnessed this. He was coming in to see his mother before she died. How do you think HE felt? His mother was here, and can you imagine the kind of "care" he imagined she got?!

I am SO fed up with work, and with Lori in particular. We had to give statements to our supervisor, and she has to meet with the nursing director tomorrow... I hope something serious happens, because if not, I am leaving. I have had it.

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