Saturday, June 27, 2015

Solamente

Today was my first day all on my own at work. I got really behind at the beginning of the shift & spent the whole day trying to catch up. Plus, one patient had chest pain & another needed IV hydralazine. I finally managed to squeeze a lunch in at 4. Still, I managed to get most of the things done, & I left almost on time! I know I will be up to my usual standard after a few weeks. It feels really awkward & frustrating right now. The team I work with is really wonderful. I'm extremely lucky to have taken a job on a unit that has the kind of culture I'm used to. It's freaking HOT here right now. I'm SO over the damn heat & sunshine. I feel really disgruntled that we came right before an unusually hot summer. I can't wait for the clouds to come back! Philip went camping at Crater Lake this weekend, with Nate & Amber. I'm so jealous! I was supposed to go, but I got the distinct impression it would not be good to try to rearrange the schedule they made for me. Yesterday, the Supreme Court legalized gay marriage in the United States. I was blissfully stunned. I didn't know if it would happen during my lifetime, but it did! Is society truly progressing toward tolerance? I don't know, there's still a lot of hate out there. So much violence, so much murder & mayhem. But for one day, Love won, & my FaceBook feed was FULL of rainbows. It was wonderful.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Inspection Day

See, now I've already gone & fallen off the journal writing goal.Yesterday was such an exciting day, too! We met the inspector at the house to find out all the dirty details. It was daunting, but Lee was kind enough to put it into perspective. It sounds like, though there are some concerns, these aren't things he's surprised to see in a house of this age & type. Of note (from him & other sources): -Underground oil tank, with no record of being decomissioned -Underground mystery tank -Ground-level garage walls (risk of water coming in) -Shoddy electrical work that needs minor repairs -Shoddy plumbing work that needs minor repairs -Support structures that need to be reinforced (nothing weird, mostly just the rising weight of roofing material without compensatory weight-bearing structures) -Almost no grounded plugs (damnit) Of course, when I read the report it was overwhelming. I have to keep reminding myself that this house is from 1925, & it's going to have plenty of issues, that this is common. So, the negotiations begin. Tomorrow, Rachel's contractor will come out & make bids on all the repairs so we can form a plan for what we will request they take on & what we will be willing to take on. The Radon came back 2.0 (yay), and the mystery tank turned out to be an old water cistern, already filled in. I hopehopehope they don't balk at decommissioning the oil tank. That's the only thing that might be a deal breaker. Rachel said there's a bit of a language barrier between her & their realtor, but hopefully that won't prevent good negotiations. And so we wait.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Memory

I've been hearing all of these news reports & stories lately about memory & how keeping a journal can help with mental acuity as one ages. I'm terrible at journaling. I know lots of people who religiously journal. I think it's amazing. It makes me think about Anne Frank & all the historical records we have from lifetimes ago. When I read back over my journals, I just thought about what an idiot I was & that every word I put down was absolute drivel. Maybe that's okay, though. So what if the thing I discovered about myself through journaling was that I'm shallow & have weird dreams? I guess that's self-realization on some level. I burned those journals, however, so some curious person decades in the future doesn't get a glimpse into the young life of Jenn (thank goodness). So I'm thinking about keeping a quiet blog, if I can manage it. Maybe I'll find I'm just as shallow & boring as I was back then, but at least I'll be able to read back & remember being that way when I'm senile. So, today was my last precepted day at work. I worked the last 4 hours of my shift solamente. My preceptor was there, just doing things in her other role & not watching over me. I felt flustered & I'm sure I forgot some things. I hope my first full shift will have a better flow. I think it will be easier when I'm the only one organizing my day, and when people look to me as the primary nurse for my patients, instead of deferring all communication to the familiar nurse. That gets frustrating. I have until Saturday to psyche myself up for the task. It seems like a good idea to include photos, so here's one of me!
I look a little tired, because I am, but it shows how long my hair is now, which is a new thing for me. So. Off to bed then.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Chapter's End

Well, here it is, folks, my last day at this job. This chapter is ending, the next one is just a page-turn away. I'm excited and nervous. I'm about to re-join the ranks of the uninsured, the low-incomed. I've been here before, and I'm happy to be here again, because it means new experiences and new horizons.

No longer will I be trolling the internet, looking for something to eliminate my boredom, thank goodness. I'll be busy! Studying! Working! Gardening! Knitting! Living my broke-ass life to it's fullest.

I hope that yoga & good nutrition can keep Philip and me healthy, that my car & home remain sound, and that I get all A's.

Here's to the future!

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Changing Tactics

Well, I've put in over 30 applications at Seton hospitals thus far, and been declined for waaaay too many of them. It's time to change tactics.

I think I would be a more viable candidate for Seton if I had some experience with real! live! patients, or had my certification as a nurse's aid. (well, both, actually) There's a program that would give me the certification in 5 weekends, but it's $800, so scratch that. I think there's a more economical way. (plus, I don't have eight hundred bucks just lounging about, waiting to be spent)

All I have to do to get the certification is to pass a written & hands-on test. So, I'm going to look for a job at a nursing home, or some other facility where I can learn and practice the skills I'd need, and I've found some free online study guides for the written material. I'm still going to keep applying at Seton, but hopefully some experience with real, live humans can give me more desirable qualities as a candidate. I'm sure that being able to do basic things like take blood pressure and measure blood sugar will go a long way on my application.

Someone once told me that the moment you write your business plan, you begin rewriting, revamping and refining it. So, here I go!

Monday, December 27, 2010

Oh yeah, they love me

Since Mogz got sick, and all research points to kibble (even high-end kibble) being the culprit, I've decided to feed the kids a meat-based diet. I scoured the internet, and I have to tell you that it wasn't that easy to find information about pet diets that don't involve grains. Even my beloved Dr. Pitcairn uses them... I just don't agree. I can't see ancestral dogs cooking grains for consumption. Maybe a little raw grain... but they don't even have thumbs, for Pete's sake!!
Anyway.
I've been sort of winging it for the last week or so. Some sources say feed them 1% of their body weight, some say 2% to 3%. I'm not sure what to go by. I got some advice - feed them 1% for a week. If they're begging for more food after a week of eating this way, increase the amount. Except... I don't trust my dogs... but what the hell, I'll give it a try. Honestly, my friend is feeding her GIANT dog 1% of his body weight, and if he's doing okay, it's probably fine.
So, I'm starting out with just chicken. I've gotten some thighs and legs, some turkey necks, some livers and some veggies. It's all hacked up into manageable bits, and portioned out into baggies.
May I just say that the doggies LOVE IT. They are SO excited when dinner time comes. Now, anyone who has been at my house around dinner time knows that my dogs get REALLY excited about dinner. Imagine my surprise at their ability to muster even MORE excitement! They're actually less troublesome about it, though. Like they're afraid that if they get too rambunctious, I'll take away the good stuff. Heh. That's right, kids! Don't misbehave!!

Unfortunately, Mogz isn't quite ready to enjoy all of this. She's still being force fed. :( I hope she decides to eat soon, because force feeding her is breaking my heart!

9 Days

That's it. 9 more days of work here. I can't really believe it. I think it'll probably take a couple of weeks after that final day (Jan 7th) to sink in. Maybe once school starts?
I'm nervous. I've worked at this place for over 4 years, and become very comfortable with my income. Financial insecurity scares the shit out of me, especially now that I have a mortgage. I am trying to leap without fear. I know this is the right thing to do, and it's much better than being miserable in a job just because I'm scared to take a dip in income.
I'm a little sad to leave so many great people. I've met some of my closest friends here. (of course, I'll keep in contact with them!) I'll also miss the freedom of doing whatever the hell I want whenever the hell I want (for the most part) on my project.
Mostly, though... I'm just excited! A brand new adventure awaits, leading to a brand new career doing something totally different and awesome! I'm excited to be back in school, and excited to learn about the human body. I'm hoping to get a job at Seton, so I can learn more hands-on things about nursing. (like how to poke people with needles! Yay!) I'm thrilled to meet new people and try new things.
Nursing profession, watch out! Here I come!!