Many many more to go, God-willing.
Hubby and I just celebrated our one year wedding anniversary. It wasn't easy. It was a wonderful year, but we had to deal with a lot of drama (outside of the two of us) that a newly married couple just shouldn't have to deal with. It put a lot of unnecessary strain on our marriage early on. But hey, we both got through it. I think communication on both ends has improved significantly, which has made all the difference. We haven't killed each other yet. Always a good thing.
We spent our one year in Carmel. Pictures to come shortly.
I need to get up and make some yummy treats for our Halloween party this evening. Can't wait to party with many of my favorites.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Oh, you do that?
http://insideout.wbur.org/documentaries/nursingshortage/whyistay.asp
The link is a story about a veteran ICU nurse talking about one of her busy assignments for the day. I read it and thought "That sounds like almost every day in our ICU." Minus the fact that instead of women, we have mostly males, and they are not usually in their 30s.
I wanted to repost it because I feel like if you do not work in our unit, or even if you are not a nurse, you really have no idea of what we go through. For example, a couple of weeks ago I came home from work to find my sister-in-law, her husband, and their 3 kids all playing video games in the living room. The house, for the most part, was pretty tidy. I was relieved that I didn't have to clean up after them. I was exhausted after a long 12 hour shift, most of it stuck in a respiratory isolation room in which I had to wear a special mask . They asked why I looked so tired and so horrible (gee thanks). Maybe because my CO2 was up and I was going to pass out soon? So I explain to them about my day. And the response I get?
Oh, you do that?
Um yes, I take care of 1-2 patients, many of which are on ventilators, with lines and tubes coming out from everywhere, that are on a shit ton of medications to keep them sedated, to keep their blood pressures up or down, to get their glucose levels within an acceptable range, to make them pee...etc etc etc.
My favorite is when people assume I just wipe ass all day. Nope. I do so much more than that.
I just wish more people would take the time to really know what we do so maybe they would have a better appreciation for what we do. So that's why I reposted that link. Maybe someone will read it and have a little insight into just what we go through.
</end rant>
The link is a story about a veteran ICU nurse talking about one of her busy assignments for the day. I read it and thought "That sounds like almost every day in our ICU." Minus the fact that instead of women, we have mostly males, and they are not usually in their 30s.
I wanted to repost it because I feel like if you do not work in our unit, or even if you are not a nurse, you really have no idea of what we go through. For example, a couple of weeks ago I came home from work to find my sister-in-law, her husband, and their 3 kids all playing video games in the living room. The house, for the most part, was pretty tidy. I was relieved that I didn't have to clean up after them. I was exhausted after a long 12 hour shift, most of it stuck in a respiratory isolation room in which I had to wear a special mask . They asked why I looked so tired and so horrible (gee thanks). Maybe because my CO2 was up and I was going to pass out soon? So I explain to them about my day. And the response I get?
Oh, you do that?
Um yes, I take care of 1-2 patients, many of which are on ventilators, with lines and tubes coming out from everywhere, that are on a shit ton of medications to keep them sedated, to keep their blood pressures up or down, to get their glucose levels within an acceptable range, to make them pee...etc etc etc.
My favorite is when people assume I just wipe ass all day. Nope. I do so much more than that.
I just wish more people would take the time to really know what we do so maybe they would have a better appreciation for what we do. So that's why I reposted that link. Maybe someone will read it and have a little insight into just what we go through.
</end rant>
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Fall is the new Spring...
...for weddings!
In a few weeks will be the one-year anniversary of KeeKeeMonster and my fall wedding. There's something about the warm colors and cool weather that is just beautiful and gives weddings a different feel.
This past weekend we kicked off our fall wedding season with the union of JoAnn and Chris. I've never been to a traditional Greek wedding ceremony before. It was looooong, but I found it kind of cool. I love religious ceremonies just because of the traditions and reverence of them.
In a few weeks will be the one-year anniversary of KeeKeeMonster and my fall wedding. There's something about the warm colors and cool weather that is just beautiful and gives weddings a different feel.
This past weekend we kicked off our fall wedding season with the union of JoAnn and Chris. I've never been to a traditional Greek wedding ceremony before. It was looooong, but I found it kind of cool. I love religious ceremonies just because of the traditions and reverence of them.
Here they are after the crowning ceremony. They first hold these candles throughout the ceremony. Then the Koumbara (sp?)...the person who pretty much acts like the Godmother for their future children, no pressure ;) ) places the crowns joined by a single ribbon on their heads. Then they walk around the table together. The ceremony also included many prayers, drinking wine from a single cup, exchanging the rings multiple times...etc.
Like I said...kind of neat.
Here are the happy newlyweds...Mr. & Mrs Christopher Cruz!
After the ceremony we waited around outside the church for a while. Hubby wanted to see them drive off in the hot rods they all rode up in. He just wanted to see the finished flat-black truck that he did the body work on. ;)
Hubby at the Sheraton for the reception.
Crystal, Me, Joc (bridesmaid), the Bride JoAnn, Stacy, Holly, & Megan.
It was a super fun wedding. It was awesome hanging out with a bunch of old friends we haven't seen in a minute. And I danced my little ass off. My feet still hurt...a sign of good times.
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