Forever 12. No, seriously...forever.

As I mentioned in my previous post, I took my Mamaw to the ER while we were at the hospital visiting my Papaw. The triage nurse asks her how old she is.

Mamaw answers, "86"
The nurse looks up in shock. "You can NOT be 86 years old!! You don't look older than 65! I just can't believe that!"

And this, my friends, is why I still look 12 years old.

Oh my, my, my. I thought I was going to have a relaxing weekend/week, but I was wrong. My grandparents (who live in Knoxville) were in a car wreck on Thursday. My papaw broke his wrist and something in his neck. He spent a couple of days in the ICU, but is now on a stepdown unit. My dad, Rachel and I were able to go down there on Sunday after church. Both my mamaw and papaw are not happy about the fact that he will probably have to go to a rehab facility for a couple of weeks. They think that rehab = nursing home..and of course no one wants to go to a nursing home. We were hoping to convince them that this is the best [only] option, but there is no changing their mind! Anyway, while at the hospital yesterday my mamaw starting having chest pain..so I freaked out and took her down the the ER. All the test came back negative, so we think it is just the stress.

I am so thankful that I had several days off in a row (for the first time in months) and I was able to go down there with my dad. I was glad I was able to be there with them. I wasn't exactly happy with the care, but I guess I'm thankful for the experience of the 'family' aspect of floor nursing.

I have class tomorrow, and then my LAST day of clinicals on Thursday. Yay!

It's been a while. I've been crazy busy, especially the past couple of weeks. I've been trying to finish up my 240 clinical hours and I have 12 hours left!! So exciting. I can't believe I'm so close to graduating. It's such an odd feeling. I always thought I'd feel ready by my last semester, but I feel like there is so much left to learn.

Today I turned in all my information to take my state boards. To get my licensed processed I had to pay $100 today. I also had to pay $48 to get finger printed for a back ground check. Apparently they do finger prints these days. $8 for passport photos for my license. $8 for my BSN pin for pinning ceremony. $38 for my first set of galaxy blue scrubs. I think all I have left to pay is $200 to take my boards..and another set of scrubs. Yay.

This Friday I take the HESI at 9am. We have to pass this to graduate, and although we get more than one attempt, I would really [REALLY] like to pass it the first time. We took a mid-curricular HESI about this time last year, it didn't even really matter (because we didn't have to pass it), but I was still a nervous wreck. In fact the I rushed through the last 10 questions because I was so anxious about seeing my score. I actually did very well. I surprised myself. I sat there staring at the screen thinking something went wrong.

Well ANYWAY, I took this whole week off from work and clinicals so I could get some extra studying in. At this point I'm not sure how much more studying I CAN take in. I think tomorrow will be my off-day. Kinda like when I ran cross-country and track in high school...ya never work out the day before the race. :) That will be my excuse anyway. Maybe I'll do some therapeutic scrapbooking.

This is in memory of the Krispy Kreme in Kingsport that closed this week [sad face]:

In Yo' Dreams

It all started back when I began to work at the good ole Bob Evans. I would have these crazy dreams that I had a ton of tables and they all wanted something, but I couldn't get to them and they were getting more and more mad. I would wake up from these dreams but go right back to sleep and start dreaming it again. To stop this cycle I would have to convince my sleepy self to wake up enough to realize it was 3am and The Bob wasn't open at 3am.

When I started working at the hospital as a CNA I started having dreams that I had a lot of patients that were really, really sick or in a lot of pain and I would keep trying to get to them to help them but I couldn't. I would kind of wake up (you know, that stage between awake and sleep?) but I couldn't convince myself that it was ok at 3am because hospitals are always open! Duh! That probably doesn't make much sense to anyone, but it happened. The dreams went away eventually, but now the are BACK! I'm having those type dreams again, and I think it is because I am getting anxious about being a RN.

IRONY

In the 60 seconds that I was outside of my house today, a bird pooped in my hair...while I was cleaning bird poop off our grill.

I just thought you should know.

High of 67

Today I wore short-sleeves and flip-flops, and I opened my new sunroof. It was beyond fun. :)

I made meatloaf for the first time and decided it took way too long to prepare. I don't have time for that kind of nonsense. In the future I will hire my husband to do all the chopping of veggies. He's good at that because he likes to play with knifes. My sister came over while my parents when out for their [31st] anniversary. We watched a movie and danced like crazy people to the music at the end.