I’ve worked six out of the last seven nights and therefore have nothing to say because, well, HIPAA. I don’t think it breaks HIPAA to say that it’s really fun when your patient weighs more in kilograms than you do in pounds, and who needs a gym when you can do burn care? Seriously.
Since I don’t actually have much noteworthy to say, I will share with you the most exciting thing in my life right now and a bunch of other random babble.
The most exciting thing in my life right now: My electric toothbrush arrived. It’s currently charging and I can’t wait to use it. This is how you know you’ve worked too much, in case you were wondering. (Note: I have horrible [soft?] teeth, which I inherited from my father who has neverending dental work. I’m hoping a super powered toothbrush will prevent annual $1,000 dental bills. Or any threat of the words “root canal” and “crown.”)
Now that we have that totally thrilling information out of the way, let’s move on.
i haven’t seen the light of day in a week
Unless you count my twenty minute walk home, where I don’t want to see the light because I want to go to bed. And then in my apartment when I curse the fact that my blackout curtains fell down, and I haven’t fixed them yet, so my room is so bright. Otherwise, on my one night off, I slept until the sun went down and that’s how people become depressed. (Santa: I need one of those light/Vitamin D lamps for Christmas, thanks.)
which also means i’ve only worn pants with drawstrings for the past week
I put on jeans to go to dinner tonight. SO CONSTRICTING. Especially since I got size medium pants at work for a couple nights…which was perfect for the role of Thanksgiving pants, not so perfect for any attempt at looking professional. (Not that scrubs really ever look professional…)
Muscle shirt in size large scrubs definitely screams “I’m here to help you!”
i’ve been watching too much SVU
It’s on all night long. Let me tell you…it’s is not the show you want to be watching alone in your apartment at 3am when no one else is awake to hear you scream. Or, when you go running in Central Park at 5pm and it’s already pitch black. My eyes dart left and right and try to make an escape plan…just in case. Luckily other people are out running, but I’m convinced all of them are out to get me.
i have the wackiest dreams
Apparently I’ve been sleeping well enough during the day to be able to dream. My most recent dream involved Erica, Robert, and Jeri. Robert and I road tripped to Florida for a weekend of racing, where we planned to meet Erica and Jeri. Erica flew down later because she was making jewelry for Deena Kastor so she needed to finish that. Jeri met us there too because…South Dakota isn’t exactly a convenient pick up location from the east coat. I slept most of the way down because I was post-night shift (timely, I suppose). I woke up close enough to the destination and felt bad that I hadn’t talked to Robert, so I asked him how he liked growing up in Florida. (Pretty sure he didn’t grow up in Florida.) Then there was a dog that looked like my parents’ new dog, and we played with it in one of those Little Tikes cars that kids have (you know, the red ones with the yellow roof that they move with their feet?). Then I woke up.
Totally normal. Someone analyze me.
“i woke up before my alarm…people don’t know how AMAZING that is”
I got dinner with one of my coworkers because I haven’t seen her in a week and I haven’t done anything but work for the past week. She is on her day shift rotation and said she actually woke up before her alarm this morning…which never, ever happens on night shift. I can hardly wake up before noon these days. Night shift ruins lives.
the best christmas decoration i’ve ever seen
Forget the Rockefeller tree, this Bathurst (Australia!) ICU wins:
I just don’t like when this actually shows up on the monitor. Strong work, fellow nurse friends. Also, I should study for CCRN. oops.
i need to pick some races to run
More to come on what type of races I want to run (hint: leaning towards not running a spring marathon). Otherwise, I’m lacking motivation. So if anyone wants to run with me, let me know. Slow since I basically took off the entire month of November, post-marathon. However, I think my legs appreciated it, so I’m happy for that.
Who wants to run?? And not at 6am because as you can see above, I can’t wake up before noon. (Except I have a PALS class at 8am tomorrow in a room that doesn’t allow coffee. What place that teaches adults does it in a classroom that doesn’t allow coffee at 8am? Especially for a profession that chugs coffee? The worst. End rant.)