Sunday, December 9, 2018

Orienteering, Sunday night dinner.

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Vince and I went orienteering today.  It was cold, but it was a good running day - temps in the low 30s.  Vince ran the intermediate course (Orange) and I ran the course I should run for my age which is the 2nd longest advanced course (Green).  Vince and I both covered about 5 miles.   I tried to not get my feet wet.  When it's warm, I don't mind splashing through streams, but in the winter, I don't want to be cold/wet for so long.  I'm not in terrific running shape (nor am I in good navigation shape - one needs practice and I'm not practicing weekly), but it's really nice to be outside exerting oneself in the woods.  I really would love to be out in the woods at least once a week, it reminds me that I am a living, breathing being and need time away from the built and connected world. When I pick up a little speed in the woods, it feels good - grateful that my body works well enough to weave through the trees with the leaves crunching under my feet.  Unlike running on the roads, I'm always compensating for uneven footing balancing and rebalancing with each step.  With the nursing gig, I tried for a while (maybe 6 weeks?) to keep up my routine of running workouts (1 long run a week and 1 speed workout), but I just couldn't sustain it.  Being in good running shape makes the woods running exhilarating.  It's even better when I'm in good navigation shape too. The hospital gig is physically and mentally draining, that I feel like I can't spare the extra energy to running hard on my off days which I miss.  I'm still running most days I'm not at the hospital, but I'm trying to figure out how to get the workouts back.  Will I be too physically overextended?  I think I could do it if I could sleep 9 hours a night.  I'd have to go to bed at 8:45 every night - which is basically impossible - I'd be the first person asleep in the house.  As for Vince, he missed a control, but he didn't give up, he completed his course - a good thing.  He even said that he kind of enjoyed it.

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The orienteering was near my parents' house, so we stopped by for a quick minute to visit them.  Dad was in the basement building it out.  Mom was napping.  We invited them to Sunday night dinner.

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Sunday night dinner with the family.  Joan passed away early Friday morning.  I hadn't talked to Christine & family since we visited on Thursday morning, so we all caught up and gave hugs all around.   We lit candles for the last night of Hanukkah and we sang happy birthday to Eric.

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This week is going to be challenging, my shifts are close together so I'm going to be tired, but I have 4 days off in a row soon, so I'll keep that on my mind until I see you on the other side.

Sleep.

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You know, actually getting 8 hours of sleep is difficult.  But when you get it, it feels great.  Actually, 8.5 is the best.  mmmm. 

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Friday, December 7, 2018

Thursday, December 6, 2018

Love.

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Went to see Joan and Christine this morning, this time with Jeremy.  Dropped Jeremy off at the train station and drove to see my parents.  My mom is still hobbling around on one good leg and one bad leg.  Snuggled in bed with her and took a nap.  I love naps.  I think my hobby is napping.  Is that such a thing?  Went home, worked a bit, went for a run.  Helped Vince with homework which was kind of a fail.  Jeremy is trying now.  It's a compare/contrast paper and Vince (like his father) has very complicated ideas which require a high degree of writing skill to pull off.  Like using one of the contrasting differences to help prove that they are actually a similar thing.  I'm like - can you just pick obvious similarities and differences and write a simple paper?  I'm no fun really.  Edda agrees.

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Tuesday, December 4, 2018

Joan.

I spent a chunk of today with Christine, Jane and Joan. Joan had a stroke sometime between bedtime on Saturday and Sunday morning.  She was admitted to my hospital during the day on Sunday. I stopped by after work on Monday to see them.  She's lost all ability to move on her right side and she's not able to swallow or talk, though she tries to talk and we try to decipher - usually unsuccessfully.  They were headed home on Monday evening with Joan via ambulance to home hospice care.  It was good to see her at home today.  She seemed as comfortable as possible when one is letting go.  Christine and I chatted and ate snacks.  Christine swabbed her mom's mouth.  Jane came home from classes and we set up a card table in Joan's room and pulled out a puzzle and worked on it for a few hours.  Jane told stories about Joan taking Jane and George out to Outback Steakhouse where George would pretend that Jane hit/kicked him to get Jane in trouble.  I took a nap.  Jane brushed Joan's hair and told her she loved her.  Peanut walked in and out of the room trying to decide whether to it was ok to settle in the room or if it was better to settle in the couch in the living room.  I went back home in the mid-afternoon.

Sunday, December 2, 2018

sleep, waluigi, steve, cookies.

I spent most of the weekend sleeping and resting in bed.  I felt a little off at the hospital on Friday and thought I could shake it off quickly, but this whole weekend I could tell I was not 100%.  Mostly just sweating for no reason (not feverish tho) and tired and now it's morphed into a mild GI bug.  I barely left the house.  I needed this weekend to do nothing.

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Jeremy spent the weekend a little more productively.  He spent hours doing some complicated bike repair maneuvers.  All of which involved specialized tools and time alone in the garage wearing his Waluigi halloween costume.

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Then he changed into his Steve halloween costume to make lunch for all of us.

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Vince made candy cane sugar cookies.

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Thursday, November 29, 2018

cancelled, stitches.

I got cancelled today from my hospital gig.  Somehow, my unit is the only unit on the planet that is overstaffed, so they rotate who gets cancelled.  I think there is a way of tracking this, but I have no idea where the list is or who gets cancelled (I think some people ask to be cancelled and can get to the top of the list? Maybe?).  Though people generally don't want to be cancelled (because you either 1) don't get paid or 2) have to use your vacation time), I felt like I had gotten a free snow day.  Wheeee!!!  I was thrilled.  Honestly, I'm dreading going into work everyday.  It's not that I'm getting yelled at or anyone is throwing me shade or anything, it's just that it's a ton of work.  On the one hand, it's exactly what I thought it would be and I'm learning a lot and on the other hand, it's completely overwhelming everyday.  I'm trying to convince myself not to think too hard about it and just do it. 

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There I am, at 8 am with both kids off to school and me thinking that I'd have a whole day of cool fun stuff like catching up with laundry, paying bills, cleaning up the house and just relaxing and watching youtube videos about asmr when I hear a crash in the front foyer.  I don't move from where I'm eating my breakfast avocado toast and yelled to Jeremy - you OK?  I hear - uhh, could you help me, like now?

I found Jeremy splayed out on the ground in the front foyer in a puddle of glass and milk.  He'd tripped coming back into the house while carrying four glass bottles of milk.  A milk bottle fell to the ground and shattered and then he fell on top of it all.  I start trying to find out where all his cuts are, to clean the glass and the milk and keep Maxi from trying to lick all the milk and getting both cuts and diarrhea.  Jeremy had one large laceration below his right knee which I knew needed stitches.  So off we went to the ER.  And I thought I wasn't going to go to a hospital today.

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Jeremy told the PA that was stitching him up that I was a new nurse, so the PA happily walked me through the stitching process.  How to properly inject the lidocaine, how to irrigate the wound, which types of stitches to use in what situation.  I often do wound care on the floor, but not accidental lacerations and no stitching.  Jeremy thinks he got a better stitch job because the PA was trying to show off.   It was a deeper wound than I thought it was at first glance, the glass went in sideways so it's actually deeper than a quarter inch and the skin kind of "flaps" about half an inch from the incision.

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Poor boy can't bike for about two weeks.  Since it's right near the knee, it's skin that gets a lot of pull, so he's suppose to keep his leg straight-ish for a while.

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