I went Bra shopping yesterday! A combination of finding a place that actually has my bra size, being in the area AND! having a new man I want to have pretty things for!
Warning the men who follow me may want to just roll their eyes and skip this!
Good things about this new store:
They specialize in bras. All bras and undies.
They carry my size
I went down a band size. I am now a 36! no more 38!
I went UP! a cup size! (whoops!). I'm now a HH! oi!
I bra cost about $100.
It fits like a dream
Bad things:
The store is on the other side of the city, has wonky hours and has crap parking.
I want to go back and buy more!
No matching undies! (I've always wanted a pair of matching Bra/Undies as I've never owned a set. Curses of having extra large boobies).
I snapped a photo of me in the bra at the store (what it's Very pretty!)
I showed my mom the photo and the conversation went something like this:
Me: See isn't it pretty?
Mom: Why did you take a photo?
Me: So I can show my friends
Mom: Oh god don't tell me you put it on facebook!
Me: Of course not! *pause* It's on my twitter account.
Mom: *headdesk*
Anyway I'll stop back next Friday when I get paid and am in the area for a second good bra! Lets hope it has a matching undies.
xx
C.
And only if you as very nicely I might give you the link to the photo....
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Really Mom?
I was in the kitchen when I heard a loud "THWACK"
I go running into the laundry room and my mom is standing there dazed with blood pouring from her head. She looks at me and goes "Am I bleeding?"
"YES!" Grab some 4x4 and a bandaid and she won't let me see her.
She is all "I want to see." and wanders away while I'm, trying to bandage her!!!
Anyway I pin her down in the bathroom starting at her bleeding head and bandage her gash and make her put pressure on it.
Anyway we ate dinner and now she's acting all weird. Pretty sure she's given herself a mild concussion. She has a lag in her pupils. *sigh* only my mommy can knock herself stupid while recycling!
C.
I go running into the laundry room and my mom is standing there dazed with blood pouring from her head. She looks at me and goes "Am I bleeding?"
"YES!" Grab some 4x4 and a bandaid and she won't let me see her.
She is all "I want to see." and wanders away while I'm, trying to bandage her!!!
Anyway I pin her down in the bathroom starting at her bleeding head and bandage her gash and make her put pressure on it.
Anyway we ate dinner and now she's acting all weird. Pretty sure she's given herself a mild concussion. She has a lag in her pupils. *sigh* only my mommy can knock herself stupid while recycling!
C.
Thank you!!
I just wanted to thank everyone for their support this past week. It's been tough. Today is the first day I feel 100% since I got sick on Friday. Brilliant. As well as I've been dealing with my ex. He's been stalking me online which led to me changing my blog. Now I had to delete my twitter page and get a new one, along with rotating my passwords for the 100th time since he was trying to access that. I had some notices about attempts to access my bank account etc. *sigh*. I just want him to leave me alone. I haven't willingly spoken to him in almost a year. (since I moved to Communityville).
Very long story short.
We bought a piece of furniture together when we move in together in December of 2008. He moved out. I kept the furniture and continued to make payments as I was receiving the bill. I informed him when I moved that he needed to change the bill delivery address as well as forward me the bill etc etc. He never did it. I stopped paying on said bill when he tried to steal $ from my account in Julyish. I haven't seen the bill since Feb of last year. I have no idea how much is owed etc. etc. He got a final collection notice on the bill (it's only in his name) this month. He had probably gotten more but he never bothered to change the address the bill went to so he never received anything at all. Anyway he started harassing me constantly. Calling my parents # emailing me. He would send an e-mail tome and CC my Dad and his brother for "protection" then send me another more threatening e-mail with out the CC. Half the time he sounded drunk in this e-mails as they didn't make any sense. (This is how I found out he was stalking my twitter page. He sent me an e-mail and I posted on my twitter page. "The Ex strikes again and he sounds drunk" and almost immediately I get an email saying "Please contact me in regads to the bed. I know you have recieved these messages. I am not drunk nor strinking again." Rigghtttttttt. He never sent me a copy of the bill and only sent me a guess as to how much was owed. I was informed I *had* to send him four posted dated checks of a certain amount. Etc. ha! I don't think so. If I had to bloody bill I would have paid it off MONTHS ago. I can't pay it off if I don't have the bill. *IF* he ever sends me the bill. I'll pay the company not him.
Anyway I ended up reporting his harassment on top of my abuse file already filed with the police department here in Communityville. The Detective is very nice. She wants me to file a report with the townville police where I used to live, and one with the Largecity PD where Katt Rett works (as something that I can prove happened there) but honestly I just want him to leave me alone I don't want to go through the court etc. If he'll get the hell out of my life I'll be happy. The detective ended up calling him and telling him he was no longer allowed to contact me. If he sent me the bill I would pay it. If not see me in civil court.
I haven't heard from him since so lets hope the next and last thing i'll hear from him is the Bill then he can go to hell *HUMPH*
I got shit hours this week as I was basicaly off for 3 days (sick for 5). Working today and tomorrow, and my hours boarder on insane. Plus I might pick up a saturday shift which will at least save me $$ wise. One bad thing about my job? No such thing as sick time.
With that i'm off to store need to pick up a few things for dinner!
xx
C.
Very long story short.
We bought a piece of furniture together when we move in together in December of 2008. He moved out. I kept the furniture and continued to make payments as I was receiving the bill. I informed him when I moved that he needed to change the bill delivery address as well as forward me the bill etc etc. He never did it. I stopped paying on said bill when he tried to steal $ from my account in Julyish. I haven't seen the bill since Feb of last year. I have no idea how much is owed etc. etc. He got a final collection notice on the bill (it's only in his name) this month. He had probably gotten more but he never bothered to change the address the bill went to so he never received anything at all. Anyway he started harassing me constantly. Calling my parents # emailing me. He would send an e-mail tome and CC my Dad and his brother for "protection" then send me another more threatening e-mail with out the CC. Half the time he sounded drunk in this e-mails as they didn't make any sense. (This is how I found out he was stalking my twitter page. He sent me an e-mail and I posted on my twitter page. "The Ex strikes again and he sounds drunk" and almost immediately I get an email saying "Please contact me in regads to the bed. I know you have recieved these messages. I am not drunk nor strinking again." Rigghtttttttt. He never sent me a copy of the bill and only sent me a guess as to how much was owed. I was informed I *had* to send him four posted dated checks of a certain amount. Etc. ha! I don't think so. If I had to bloody bill I would have paid it off MONTHS ago. I can't pay it off if I don't have the bill. *IF* he ever sends me the bill. I'll pay the company not him.
Anyway I ended up reporting his harassment on top of my abuse file already filed with the police department here in Communityville. The Detective is very nice. She wants me to file a report with the townville police where I used to live, and one with the Largecity PD where Katt Rett works (as something that I can prove happened there) but honestly I just want him to leave me alone I don't want to go through the court etc. If he'll get the hell out of my life I'll be happy. The detective ended up calling him and telling him he was no longer allowed to contact me. If he sent me the bill I would pay it. If not see me in civil court.
I haven't heard from him since so lets hope the next and last thing i'll hear from him is the Bill then he can go to hell *HUMPH*
I got shit hours this week as I was basicaly off for 3 days (sick for 5). Working today and tomorrow, and my hours boarder on insane. Plus I might pick up a saturday shift which will at least save me $$ wise. One bad thing about my job? No such thing as sick time.
With that i'm off to store need to pick up a few things for dinner!
xx
C.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Court *phew*
I'm still sicker than crap (go me!!) I was suppose to go to court today and I totally forgot.
FML.
Oh don't worry I'm not in trouble, nothing of the sort. It's for a client. I have a client that is a Police officer. Totally sweetheart, great wife, cutest kids ever. (I keep threaten to steal them! He keeps threatening to give them away. His wife keeps intervening, darn!) He's got cancer. Poor guy, he's in the middle of a second chemo/radiation set. He's pretty sick. At the moment he's admitted to the hospital so anytime he needs to leave a nurse goes with him(sometimes when he's home we take him as well) and I was suppose to take him to court today.
Usually anytime we take a client out of the hospital they go via medical transport or if they're stable enough paratransport. Alas these are sometimes very unreliable and since he needs to get there on time and to a specific area that's restricted I take him in my car. Now it's a bit tricky. Company policy states no way no how are we allowed to transport clients in our own cars. Bosses know exactly what is going on and have worked out a deal with the peoples who pay us that it's ok and I get paid extra etc etc etc. it boils down to: I'm allowed to take him in my car. But if anyone higher up asks we took medical transport. Got it?
I woke up this morning to a phone call from my client. It's very very rare I give out my cell # to my clients. My cell # is my personal cell I use for business. He's one of two I think at the moment that has my # specifically for this reason.
He called at eight to tell me that they move the court time from ten to one.
Thank fuck because I totally forgot.
I woke up enough to get on the horn and started making phone calls, boss, other RN etc etc etc. Trying to find someone to take him. Overall it's an easy job. Park in the loading zone zip inside, go up stairs grab him bring him down stairs with his meds and load him into the car. He usually gets motion sick so they give him something for that before we leave but if not I give it to him before we get going.
He usually puts the hood up on his jacket and covers his face while I drive. He claims it's because my driving is so terrifying. I think it's the motion sickness but I'll give him the bad driving excuse. We get to the court house there is the back area where all the police park where we pull up to. Since it's been going on a while now they all know my car and they all know the situation I get a special pass and we park next to the doors and go in. Usually walking isn't a problem. Sometimes it is.
Depending on the judge we can either sit in the little anti room thingy attached to the court room (see I sooo pay attention on these trips) and the bailiff will come get him when it's time or we can sit in an interview room a little ways away. (It might also depend on the court room?). We basically hang out in there and it stops him from being around the germy public. He's stubborn he won't take any meds other than the anti-nausea (and only for the car ride) for the morning before the court appearance. So usually they come in get him. He goes in does his thing I wait in the room they bring him back to me. As soon as we're sure he's done for the day I pump him full of meds he's been missing then we venture back to the hospital(since home is on the way to the hospital, if he's feeling ok we make a pit stop to see the kids, just depends). Like I said It's rather easy and usually open ended as to how long it can take.
I couldn't find anyone to take him. Not a one. I was so frustrated. It was to the point that overall head boss lady (who is sweet but hasn't been in the field in 15+ years) was going to take him. Which would be tricky since I don't think she has practice accessing his ports to give meds. Anywho. He called me at eleven to tell me that they cancelled his appearance for today as other witnesses were taking longer than expected and were rescheduling for Thursday. *phew*. I didn't tell him I was sick because a) he would worry too much and b) he would worry too much.
Anyway saved for another day. I'm going to go back to bed and get some more rest!
xx
C
FML.
Oh don't worry I'm not in trouble, nothing of the sort. It's for a client. I have a client that is a Police officer. Totally sweetheart, great wife, cutest kids ever. (I keep threaten to steal them! He keeps threatening to give them away. His wife keeps intervening, darn!) He's got cancer. Poor guy, he's in the middle of a second chemo/radiation set. He's pretty sick. At the moment he's admitted to the hospital so anytime he needs to leave a nurse goes with him(sometimes when he's home we take him as well) and I was suppose to take him to court today.
Usually anytime we take a client out of the hospital they go via medical transport or if they're stable enough paratransport. Alas these are sometimes very unreliable and since he needs to get there on time and to a specific area that's restricted I take him in my car. Now it's a bit tricky. Company policy states no way no how are we allowed to transport clients in our own cars. Bosses know exactly what is going on and have worked out a deal with the peoples who pay us that it's ok and I get paid extra etc etc etc. it boils down to: I'm allowed to take him in my car. But if anyone higher up asks we took medical transport. Got it?
I woke up this morning to a phone call from my client. It's very very rare I give out my cell # to my clients. My cell # is my personal cell I use for business. He's one of two I think at the moment that has my # specifically for this reason.
He called at eight to tell me that they move the court time from ten to one.
Thank fuck because I totally forgot.
I woke up enough to get on the horn and started making phone calls, boss, other RN etc etc etc. Trying to find someone to take him. Overall it's an easy job. Park in the loading zone zip inside, go up stairs grab him bring him down stairs with his meds and load him into the car. He usually gets motion sick so they give him something for that before we leave but if not I give it to him before we get going.
He usually puts the hood up on his jacket and covers his face while I drive. He claims it's because my driving is so terrifying. I think it's the motion sickness but I'll give him the bad driving excuse. We get to the court house there is the back area where all the police park where we pull up to. Since it's been going on a while now they all know my car and they all know the situation I get a special pass and we park next to the doors and go in. Usually walking isn't a problem. Sometimes it is.
Depending on the judge we can either sit in the little anti room thingy attached to the court room (see I sooo pay attention on these trips) and the bailiff will come get him when it's time or we can sit in an interview room a little ways away. (It might also depend on the court room?). We basically hang out in there and it stops him from being around the germy public. He's stubborn he won't take any meds other than the anti-nausea (and only for the car ride) for the morning before the court appearance. So usually they come in get him. He goes in does his thing I wait in the room they bring him back to me. As soon as we're sure he's done for the day I pump him full of meds he's been missing then we venture back to the hospital(since home is on the way to the hospital, if he's feeling ok we make a pit stop to see the kids, just depends). Like I said It's rather easy and usually open ended as to how long it can take.
I couldn't find anyone to take him. Not a one. I was so frustrated. It was to the point that overall head boss lady (who is sweet but hasn't been in the field in 15+ years) was going to take him. Which would be tricky since I don't think she has practice accessing his ports to give meds. Anywho. He called me at eleven to tell me that they cancelled his appearance for today as other witnesses were taking longer than expected and were rescheduling for Thursday. *phew*. I didn't tell him I was sick because a) he would worry too much and b) he would worry too much.
Anyway saved for another day. I'm going to go back to bed and get some more rest!
xx
C
Sick, Blech
Why is it when nurses get sick we're the worst patients?
Thursday night I felt a little sick to my stomach when I went to bed. I wrote it off as just being tired or whatever felt fine in the morning.
Friday night I went out to a date. Met CIB there. Watched "The Social Network" (which was rather good and I was highly amused that I understood all of the code talk that they had on the show, can you say *DORK*) towards the end of the show I was feeling a bit sick again but wrote it off as not having eaten dinner yet.
Since CIB took the bus there (erm he went straight from work then went to the gym then came over to the theater which is in the mall there so he didn't drive there), I drove us to a red lobster down the road. I had a very nice Salmon. CIB went for the lobster ($31 for a lobster 1 1/4lbs OUCH!!!!! just saying! Last lobster in a restaurant I had was in Nova Scotia and was $10 for about 2lbs, but I digress), I had to teach the boy how to eat the darn thing!! They lobster was only 2 days old, which for living so far from the ocean is very impressive. You could tell the lobster was fresh as it still had tons of meat in the fins of the tail and in the body.
Anyway after dinner it was like 11. CIB just wanted me to drop him off at the mall and he would catch another bus home. I told him not to be silly and I drove him back to his place. He lives in Farshore which is about 20 minutes from my place.. in no traffic/light traffic.
Anyway I stopped at his apartment complex and dropped him off. We talked/whatever in the car for a bit. While we were sitting there I just kept feeling sicker and sicker. I was almost glad by the time he left because if he got out a minute later I would have puked on his shoes.
There is nothing I hate more in the world than throwing up. I made it home before I did. Then spent the next 12 hours or so doing just that. Then the high fever hit. that lasted +24 hrs. Now I'm feeling a bit better/ Very yucky though. Not working tomorrow (just by fluke I only have 1 client tomorrow who is fussy and won't see anyone but me so he cancelled as I can't go) thankfully. Once the nausa goes away i'm going to try and sleep again.
I'll catch up on blog posts tomorrow and hopfully post about my adventures with FOG as well...
xx
C.
Thursday night I felt a little sick to my stomach when I went to bed. I wrote it off as just being tired or whatever felt fine in the morning.
Friday night I went out to a date. Met CIB there. Watched "The Social Network" (which was rather good and I was highly amused that I understood all of the code talk that they had on the show, can you say *DORK*) towards the end of the show I was feeling a bit sick again but wrote it off as not having eaten dinner yet.
Since CIB took the bus there (erm he went straight from work then went to the gym then came over to the theater which is in the mall there so he didn't drive there), I drove us to a red lobster down the road. I had a very nice Salmon. CIB went for the lobster ($31 for a lobster 1 1/4lbs OUCH!!!!! just saying! Last lobster in a restaurant I had was in Nova Scotia and was $10 for about 2lbs, but I digress), I had to teach the boy how to eat the darn thing!! They lobster was only 2 days old, which for living so far from the ocean is very impressive. You could tell the lobster was fresh as it still had tons of meat in the fins of the tail and in the body.
Anyway after dinner it was like 11. CIB just wanted me to drop him off at the mall and he would catch another bus home. I told him not to be silly and I drove him back to his place. He lives in Farshore which is about 20 minutes from my place.. in no traffic/light traffic.
Anyway I stopped at his apartment complex and dropped him off. We talked/whatever in the car for a bit. While we were sitting there I just kept feeling sicker and sicker. I was almost glad by the time he left because if he got out a minute later I would have puked on his shoes.
There is nothing I hate more in the world than throwing up. I made it home before I did. Then spent the next 12 hours or so doing just that. Then the high fever hit. that lasted +24 hrs. Now I'm feeling a bit better/ Very yucky though. Not working tomorrow (just by fluke I only have 1 client tomorrow who is fussy and won't see anyone but me so he cancelled as I can't go) thankfully. Once the nausa goes away i'm going to try and sleep again.
I'll catch up on blog posts tomorrow and hopfully post about my adventures with FOG as well...
xx
C.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Babies!!
We've had a set of quads- yes FOUR babies as clients since they wer born. They came home with alot of special needs and we've been there since the beginning helping their mom out.
They are too cute. Today I had one that was super fussy anytime he got set down he cried and fussed. Was only happy curled up in my arms.
My ovaries exploded a tiny bit! I know i'm still young and stuff but damn. I want to be married and I want kids. At the very least I want a decent prospect of finding a guy to even think about marrying. I have a track record of
1) Falling for the wrong guy
2) Falling for the right guy at the wrong time!
3) Falling in love with guys I can never have (aka gay, married, in different countries)
4) Not falling for the guys who fall for me!
urgh! for once I just want to meet a guy who has a decent job and his life together and wants a serious realtionship!
I always end up in the "fix'er'upper" relationship. I get guys that are in rambshackles. Fix them up and send them on their way to find a nice girl who snatches up the boy who is now all shiney and pretty....
Oh well. I'm still young and hopfully the right guy is out there for me! In the mean time I can get my mommy fixes from when I have the babies as clients!
xx
C. RN
They are too cute. Today I had one that was super fussy anytime he got set down he cried and fussed. Was only happy curled up in my arms.
My ovaries exploded a tiny bit! I know i'm still young and stuff but damn. I want to be married and I want kids. At the very least I want a decent prospect of finding a guy to even think about marrying. I have a track record of
1) Falling for the wrong guy
2) Falling for the right guy at the wrong time!
3) Falling in love with guys I can never have (aka gay, married, in different countries)
4) Not falling for the guys who fall for me!
urgh! for once I just want to meet a guy who has a decent job and his life together and wants a serious realtionship!
I always end up in the "fix'er'upper" relationship. I get guys that are in rambshackles. Fix them up and send them on their way to find a nice girl who snatches up the boy who is now all shiney and pretty....
Oh well. I'm still young and hopfully the right guy is out there for me! In the mean time I can get my mommy fixes from when I have the babies as clients!
xx
C. RN
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Amusing nursing moments...
Today was an interesting day!
*headdesk* I had to go to a high security buliding today to see a client. Very high security. Yes I understand that you have to search my bag and what ever.
BUT DO NOT OPEN THE SEALED STERILE DRESSING SUPPLIES PLEASE! I had to stop them after they opened one. and I don't mean just opened the packing and poked the outside. I mean opened the entire tray then wrapped it all back up again.
They wanted to open all TEN trays I brought with me *HEADDESK* I can't use the bloody trays if they're opened. I pointed this out and suggested they run them through the X-ray scanner thing.
They did..
Then opened another tray "Just to check" why there was four metal objects in the tray. I tried to explain that it was two sets of metal tweezers...
They wanted to conficated ALL of the metal tweezers... Again I pointed out the Anti-logic in this. What am I going to do tweeze someone to death with blunt metal tweezers???
They also tried to take away my sterile scissors *blink* anyway the person I had to see came down and vito'd the security... but urgh! not before the distroyed a number of medical supplies.
They opened the bloody sterile saline to make sure it was Saline for christ sakes!!
Anyway finished there, Took off to go Visit Funny Old Guy FOG! FOG is a newish client that I got at the beginning of December, He's former police (retiered in the late 70's) and man he's a hoot! He doesn't have much of a short term memory so some of the things he comes up with leaves me just dying of laughter!
While making lunch
CRN: Do you want Mayo on your sandwhich?
FOG: No I don't like Mayo!
CRN: Why not? (he had Mayo on his sandwhich as per his request the day before)
FOG: It's curls my hair
CRN: *Blink* (he's bald and has been since he was in his early 20's) what hair?
FOG: All two of them!
I just burst out laughing.
Later.
I told him He was crazy (for something or other) and he replied with one of his storied.
FOG: You know I once was in court and I had this guy who was crazy just crazy!
CRN: ok
FOG: and he looked at the judge and said "DO you have proof you're sane" and the judge said no, and he said while I do! and he pulled out his piece of paper from the mental hosptial he was just released from saying he was!
Again bust a gut laughing!
Then my coordinater called me asking if I could take a client on Tuesday. I said sure no problem. Then when I get the info it's a 0830h *HEADDESK* love when she doesn't include that info!
I know something else funny happened but I'm blanking on it. I'll remember soon!
Am now snuggled up with the Hippo watching the hockey game! GO CANADA GO!
xx
C. RN
*headdesk* I had to go to a high security buliding today to see a client. Very high security. Yes I understand that you have to search my bag and what ever.
BUT DO NOT OPEN THE SEALED STERILE DRESSING SUPPLIES PLEASE! I had to stop them after they opened one. and I don't mean just opened the packing and poked the outside. I mean opened the entire tray then wrapped it all back up again.
They wanted to open all TEN trays I brought with me *HEADDESK* I can't use the bloody trays if they're opened. I pointed this out and suggested they run them through the X-ray scanner thing.
They did..
Then opened another tray "Just to check" why there was four metal objects in the tray. I tried to explain that it was two sets of metal tweezers...
They wanted to conficated ALL of the metal tweezers... Again I pointed out the Anti-logic in this. What am I going to do tweeze someone to death with blunt metal tweezers???
They also tried to take away my sterile scissors *blink* anyway the person I had to see came down and vito'd the security... but urgh! not before the distroyed a number of medical supplies.
They opened the bloody sterile saline to make sure it was Saline for christ sakes!!
Anyway finished there, Took off to go Visit Funny Old Guy FOG! FOG is a newish client that I got at the beginning of December, He's former police (retiered in the late 70's) and man he's a hoot! He doesn't have much of a short term memory so some of the things he comes up with leaves me just dying of laughter!
While making lunch
CRN: Do you want Mayo on your sandwhich?
FOG: No I don't like Mayo!
CRN: Why not? (he had Mayo on his sandwhich as per his request the day before)
FOG: It's curls my hair
CRN: *Blink* (he's bald and has been since he was in his early 20's) what hair?
FOG: All two of them!
I just burst out laughing.
Later.
I told him He was crazy (for something or other) and he replied with one of his storied.
FOG: You know I once was in court and I had this guy who was crazy just crazy!
CRN: ok
FOG: and he looked at the judge and said "DO you have proof you're sane" and the judge said no, and he said while I do! and he pulled out his piece of paper from the mental hosptial he was just released from saying he was!
Again bust a gut laughing!
Then my coordinater called me asking if I could take a client on Tuesday. I said sure no problem. Then when I get the info it's a 0830h *HEADDESK* love when she doesn't include that info!
I know something else funny happened but I'm blanking on it. I'll remember soon!
Am now snuggled up with the Hippo watching the hockey game! GO CANADA GO!
xx
C. RN
Bosses and Hippo's
Right so Boss lady is off today, As is Head Boss Lady and Other Boss Lady (who isn't my boss but is still a boss). So enter in Head Boss lady #2! She's setting up another office in another part of the city (right) so she's in our office today running things while all of the previously mentioned Boss ladies are off for the holidays.
Anyway i'm there cursing over the lack of Masks that have the streachy ear things rather than the tie ones when she goes "Ahem"
I'm like Yesssss?
She goes, "Can I speak to you for a moment Chloe?." (See the C. stands for more than community!!)
Oh fuck! "Of course"
*walks out of room where client is and into the hallway*
HBL#2: You have a client Mr. "Smith"
CRN: You mean "Smithers"
HBL#2: Yes him!
CRN: Yes he's one of mie what about him...
HBL#2: *serious scary face* I'm sending another nurse it.
CRN: Ok... (Fuck what did I do THIS time??)
HBL#2: Oh just wanted to make sure the orders were there for him for today.
CRN: Yeah they're in the back of the chart and the MAR Is in the front!
HBL#2: Oh good thanks! *BIG SMILE* That's all!
CRN *HEADDESK*
She basically scared the CRAP out of me!! Making me think something was wrong or I screwed up some how... only to find out that it was nothing... Yup LOVE IT!
Today Canada plays Russia in World Jr action. I've been lucky enough over the years to see games TWICE! While they were in Canada. I love this tournment. Did you know it's Canada's 10th year apearing in the gold medal game? We might not have won all of them (just most of them) but I think that fact alone proves that our minor hockey programs at THE! best in the world.
Since i'm off Again tonight (OMG! Three nights in a row! AMAZING!) I'll be curled up on the couch with my puppy and my hippo watching the game!
Oh and since Kennyo reguested it! Here is a photo of my hippo...
What? He's a good snuggler!! Plus I can bored him with my endless hockey knowledge and he doesn't care :)!
Hope everyone has a good day today!
and oh! Go! Canada! Go!
xx
C. RN
Anyway i'm there cursing over the lack of Masks that have the streachy ear things rather than the tie ones when she goes "Ahem"
I'm like Yesssss?
She goes, "Can I speak to you for a moment Chloe?." (See the C. stands for more than community!!)
Oh fuck! "Of course"
*walks out of room where client is and into the hallway*
HBL#2: You have a client Mr. "Smith"
CRN: You mean "Smithers"
HBL#2: Yes him!
CRN: Yes he's one of mie what about him...
HBL#2: *serious scary face* I'm sending another nurse it.
CRN: Ok... (Fuck what did I do THIS time??)
HBL#2: Oh just wanted to make sure the orders were there for him for today.
CRN: Yeah they're in the back of the chart and the MAR Is in the front!
HBL#2: Oh good thanks! *BIG SMILE* That's all!
CRN *HEADDESK*
She basically scared the CRAP out of me!! Making me think something was wrong or I screwed up some how... only to find out that it was nothing... Yup LOVE IT!
Today Canada plays Russia in World Jr action. I've been lucky enough over the years to see games TWICE! While they were in Canada. I love this tournment. Did you know it's Canada's 10th year apearing in the gold medal game? We might not have won all of them (just most of them) but I think that fact alone proves that our minor hockey programs at THE! best in the world.
Since i'm off Again tonight (OMG! Three nights in a row! AMAZING!) I'll be curled up on the couch with my puppy and my hippo watching the game!
Oh and since Kennyo reguested it! Here is a photo of my hippo...
What? He's a good snuggler!! Plus I can bored him with my endless hockey knowledge and he doesn't care :)!
Hope everyone has a good day today!
and oh! Go! Canada! Go!
xx
C. RN
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!
Really? Really world? you want to mess with me more eh??
I left my house just after 0730.
I arrived at my office where I had a client waiting at 1050...
It usually takes me 20 minitues in no traffic/light traffic and 45mins in heavy traffic to get to work.
The kicker?
IT SNOWED LESS THAN 1 CM!
There was however numerous accidents including a 9 car pile-up. *blink* I counted atleast 6 accidnets on my way to work and 8 cars just off the road...
Yeah. Three and a half hour commute to work today...
Sooo not happy.
xx
C. RN
I left my house just after 0730.
I arrived at my office where I had a client waiting at 1050...
It usually takes me 20 minitues in no traffic/light traffic and 45mins in heavy traffic to get to work.
The kicker?
IT SNOWED LESS THAN 1 CM!
There was however numerous accidents including a 9 car pile-up. *blink* I counted atleast 6 accidnets on my way to work and 8 cars just off the road...
Yeah. Three and a half hour commute to work today...
Sooo not happy.
xx
C. RN
Monday, January 3, 2011
New Year Blues..
I'm exausted. This is my FIRST night off since December 21st.. Yeah almost three weeks. I'm burning out. I also havn't had a day off in that time either. Remind me that I love my job.
My phone died a terrible horrible death on the 31st. It won't even turn on anymore. I've lost ALL of my contact #'s. So if you had my # before drop me a text so that I can re-add you to my contacts list. I had to give up and get a new one. I broke down and got a blackberry torch. It does everything I need it to and then some. I'm really loving the BlackBerry Messging app. My friend who's a LEO uses BBM and it's just faster and eaiser than texting it's fun. (Let me know if you want my pin#)
Loving the new phone...
BUT...........
There is an emergency call button when the phone is locked....
I've managed to call 911...
TWICE.
*HEADDESK*
First time I didn't even realise I did it. So when my phone rang I answered it
CRN: "Hello Communityville care Agency this is Community RN."
911:"This is 911 you called and hung up?"
CRN: "I Did??"
911: "We got a call from a blackberry emergency button."
CRN: "Oh crap! I am so sorry! I just got it. I must have activated it by accident."
911: "It happens all the time... Can I confirm you phone # and address."
Anyway I applogised half a dozen times and she was super nice confirmed all my details and cleared the call.
The second time I realised I did it. The guy who answered was nice and thanked me for not hanging up when I realise I accidently called 911-AGAIN. He suggested I deactivate the button.
Ok...
You can't! I've been scouring the internet and you can't deactive the emergecny button. Some law that says it has to be there. Urgh. So if anyone knows how to deactivate a Emergency button for a Blackberry Torch. Let me know. The whole "put your phone in standby" thing doesn't work for the torch.
Other than a new phone work has been crazy. Just Crazy!! I've not stopped to breathe.
That being said. I had a moment today where I realised how special my Job really is.
There is a lady I was taking care of, young kids, bad car accident. She was home *just* for the Holidays. Today was her last day home before she has to go back to the Hospital. She cried and thanked me fore helping her be home with her kids for christmas. It wasn't easy I worked crappy long hours to make it happen but very very worth it. Her gratefullness made it all worth while.
In other news my date for Saturday night ditched me. Ended up at a friend's place. Left far too late and didn't get enough sleep. Went back the next Am went to make breakfast only to discover that the dish towels could stand up on their own... AFTER they had been washed... yeah they were that bad!!
$400 trip to IKEA and $100 to Bed Bath and Beyond later my friend had a fully outfitted kitchen it took + 3 hours to reorganize and throw out the crap that he had... Then back to work. Stopped in today breifly after work to see the progress it's pretty good. Still needs some work though. When we finish he'll have a proper adult apartment and not looking like he's still back in Basic!
Also working on finding a pretty new apartment. Found one but it's $1725/month + utilites... ouch! I need to find a roomate!
Tomorrow I run a clinic all day. Then off agan tomorrow night. De-decorating the house I think. So that means I need to escape the house in order to avoid being murdered by a family member. I'm not ready for the Holidays to be over...
So far the new years had been jam-packed. Honestly i'm feeling a little sad about the whole thing. I feel like I missed everything this year. I missed Christmas Eve, and Christmas Day, and New Years. Yes I was working, but I fell left out some how.
I'm probably just far too tired for my own good. I should curl up on the couch and watch the end of the Canada Vs. USA hockey game and finish my laundry, put my feet up and go to bed. I;m sure the New Years blues will end soon enough...
xx
C. Rn
My phone died a terrible horrible death on the 31st. It won't even turn on anymore. I've lost ALL of my contact #'s. So if you had my # before drop me a text so that I can re-add you to my contacts list. I had to give up and get a new one. I broke down and got a blackberry torch. It does everything I need it to and then some. I'm really loving the BlackBerry Messging app. My friend who's a LEO uses BBM and it's just faster and eaiser than texting it's fun. (Let me know if you want my pin#)
Loving the new phone...
BUT...........
There is an emergency call button when the phone is locked....
I've managed to call 911...
TWICE.
*HEADDESK*
First time I didn't even realise I did it. So when my phone rang I answered it
CRN: "Hello Communityville care Agency this is Community RN."
911:"This is 911 you called and hung up?"
CRN: "I Did??"
911: "We got a call from a blackberry emergency button."
CRN: "Oh crap! I am so sorry! I just got it. I must have activated it by accident."
911: "It happens all the time... Can I confirm you phone # and address."
Anyway I applogised half a dozen times and she was super nice confirmed all my details and cleared the call.
The second time I realised I did it. The guy who answered was nice and thanked me for not hanging up when I realise I accidently called 911-AGAIN. He suggested I deactivate the button.
Ok...
You can't! I've been scouring the internet and you can't deactive the emergecny button. Some law that says it has to be there. Urgh. So if anyone knows how to deactivate a Emergency button for a Blackberry Torch. Let me know. The whole "put your phone in standby" thing doesn't work for the torch.
Other than a new phone work has been crazy. Just Crazy!! I've not stopped to breathe.
That being said. I had a moment today where I realised how special my Job really is.
There is a lady I was taking care of, young kids, bad car accident. She was home *just* for the Holidays. Today was her last day home before she has to go back to the Hospital. She cried and thanked me fore helping her be home with her kids for christmas. It wasn't easy I worked crappy long hours to make it happen but very very worth it. Her gratefullness made it all worth while.
In other news my date for Saturday night ditched me. Ended up at a friend's place. Left far too late and didn't get enough sleep. Went back the next Am went to make breakfast only to discover that the dish towels could stand up on their own... AFTER they had been washed... yeah they were that bad!!
$400 trip to IKEA and $100 to Bed Bath and Beyond later my friend had a fully outfitted kitchen it took + 3 hours to reorganize and throw out the crap that he had... Then back to work. Stopped in today breifly after work to see the progress it's pretty good. Still needs some work though. When we finish he'll have a proper adult apartment and not looking like he's still back in Basic!
Also working on finding a pretty new apartment. Found one but it's $1725/month + utilites... ouch! I need to find a roomate!
Tomorrow I run a clinic all day. Then off agan tomorrow night. De-decorating the house I think. So that means I need to escape the house in order to avoid being murdered by a family member. I'm not ready for the Holidays to be over...
So far the new years had been jam-packed. Honestly i'm feeling a little sad about the whole thing. I feel like I missed everything this year. I missed Christmas Eve, and Christmas Day, and New Years. Yes I was working, but I fell left out some how.
I'm probably just far too tired for my own good. I should curl up on the couch and watch the end of the Canada Vs. USA hockey game and finish my laundry, put my feet up and go to bed. I;m sure the New Years blues will end soon enough...
xx
C. Rn
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