Cold Weekend Mornings

I woke up at 9am this morning and just could not go back to sleep, but I was enjoying the warmth and fuzziness of the blankets cocooned around me. Yesterday I had my ACLS class from 9am to 2pm, and Monday I have class as well - only Monday will be all the tests and everything that goes along with it. We have to respond to a megacode. Honestly - it may sound lame, and it's kind of heartless, but this is what I love about nursing. This is what gets my adrenaline pumping, and gets me excited. I don't love the stress of the D200 unit. I don't love the patients that I'm taking care of there - because 4 out of 5 patients shouldn't be there in the first place. But anyways, Arlene was saying that the cardiac floor is a different kind of stress, and I think I understand what she means by that. That's what makes me think, maybe the emergency department is still where I'd like to end up? Maybe not... I can't imagine doing ED inner city.. that would be crazy, I'm sure. But who knows. Maybe maternity would be my niche if I ever got the opportunity to give it a try. All I know, is at this point - med/surg is NOT my niche.

Tonight we're getting together at Margaritas in Manchester as a "going away" party thing for me. So far, I think it's just me, Amanda, Keri and hopefully Arlene. I hope more people turn out - I should have given more notice. Ah well, I'm on the home stretch. 4 days of work left at CMC. Tuesday, then Wednesday and Thursday I have off and can get some packing done, and my last 3 day stretch until we move. That next week will be heavy duty packing, and then we'll move back to Pittsburgh. Josh will start his internship that monday, and I'll have a job interview. I know God has something planned for me, something in store for me. If I don't get the maternity job, there's a reason for it, and if I end up working cardiac, there's a reason for it. It does interest me, genuinely. Perhaps that's what I'm meant to do - who knows. Goodness knows I understand more about the heart (oddly enough) than the GI tract. hahaha.

Time to go get the morning started.

Love, Sara

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My Uncle Dave always told me that between the ages of 19-23 or so, it's just weird, because you don't know who you are and who you're supposed to be. You're not an adult but you're not a kid. I'm feeling that lately... I mean, obviously I'm an adult. I'm married to a wonderful man, and I have a lot of responsibilities like supporting a family of 2.5 (Rigby only counts as half) and paying all the bills on-time. We have our first major purchase under our belts (the Ford Escape), and all that fun stuff. But, I still feel like this is a transitionary phase. I wonder if that ever goes away. When we move back to Pittsburgh, Josh will be doing an internship, externship and then taking the Bar in February of 2013. Hopefully then he can start working too, and we can see what it'll be like to be in a regular groove, a dual-income family. Maybe then I'll feel more like an adult... who knows. I'm sad I haven't heard back from Children's yet. I really don't want to work at any other hospital, but I know I have to take a job whether it's the one I want or not - because we don't have an income, save for me. And I've already taken a week off of work at CMC to pack and get everything figured out. Before I know it, it'll be Friday. Because this week is going to be so crazy busy. And then... I'll only have 1 week of work left. I'm excited to be done. But my goal of not draining my ET balance is not working out. Ah well, I'd honestly rather have less time at work at this point. I always used to finish strong in cross country and track. I'd wait until there were about 200 yards left and sprint with all that I had left in me - a lot of times I could gain 2 or 3 spots by that little trick, but I find as I'm getting older and way more out of shape, I no longer finish strong with other things in life let alone running. I'm eager to get out of this job, so I'm waning in my ability to see the positives of picking up extra hours and shifts. Which, either way God will provide for us, but I could help us out a little too. Anyways, I'm rambling at this point... Time to get started with my morning! Love, Sara

Big update.

We're moving in the middle of May. Josh got the internship, we may have hopefully found an apartment (the one we saw but said they didn't allow dogs - we talked them into allowing dogs) and I have given my notice at work and my last day will be May 6th. That gives me a week off of work to clean, pack, and regain some sanity. I have a 3 day weekend coming up that I'm going to cherish and use to get a lot of stuff done too. I've applied for 3 positions at Children's and tomorrow I think I'll try to telephone the nurse recruiter again, and if she doesn't answer again, I'll leave another voicemail message. I can't believe that she never got back to me. GRR.

My stomach is more of a mess than ever. LUQ pain that radiates to my back, and usually after I eat. DISLIKE. I'm going to try doing some yoga today. Maybe that will help.

My head's buzzing with all the things I need to do in a month. CRAZY! I can't believe we're actually moving back. It's exciting but scary at the same time. I imagine I will be petrified starting a new job, with new people. Hopefully I'll make some friends, but I imagine it'll be hard at first. At least I have more of a support system back home if things aren't going so well.

Anyways, I'll keep you updated
Sara