Sunday, April 27, 2008

CAT

I have a cat. My cat is a boy, his name is Spook.

He drives me nuts most of the time.

I can't get rid of him and I won't give him to some place that will euthanize him. :(

I have been sick recently and sleep is of a really big concern and I absolutely need it. So I devised a plan so that Spook wouldn't be waking me up every hour to 2 hours a night. I put up a couple of pillows in front of my door and then a couple blankets on top of the pillows. It has worked pretty well. I even get to sleep in most of the time (I don't think 5 or 6 is sleeping in). It has been really nice. Last night or this morning Spook managed to get the blanket and pillows away from the door. He woke me up. UGGGHHH. I think he did this because I forgot to feed him. OOPS.

Anyway I think time of sleeping throught the nights are over unless I can devise a new way or maybe he will forget. I am going to try to remember to put food in the bowl every night.

Any suggestions from anyone.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Potty Mouth

So yeah most of you know that I have a hard time keeping my mouth shut about things that I feel strongly about. Well I have turned it into something else. I have become extremely "bold" that is how some friends refer to it. It usually happens with boys. I just up and say whatever I want....I mean not like anything inappropriate. I just well I have poor timing and someday I hope it will get better. I just need to leave things alone and let them sit for a minute. I am not going to post what really transpired. It is a need to hear in person kind of thing. Let's just say I wish i would have waited to say what I said. I hope he still wants to be my friend....like I said. Who knows....he probably thinks that I am a crazy person now. Sucks cause he was fun.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Biking

So today I decided to go for a bike ride. I got ready and got to the spot...dry creek, for those of you who know it.... met my friend. It started to rain a little and it was cold but we had driven there and got ready so why not just start and if it gets to bad we can always turn back. So just before we start the actual trail ( you ride on the road for a bit) it starts to snow....just a little but not to much to turn back. A few minutes later it started really coming down but hey we had already started what could it hurt. Oh and yeah I thought damn this is cool normally I am hot as hell riding my bike and this time I am cold as hell and it is snowing while I am biking....tough...or tuff. I am glad a have full finger gloves they sort of saved me.
I forgot how hard it is your first ride, okay any ride. At the top of dry creek we decided to head back to the cars and right at the first or second turn my friend slid of the trail and hurt herself. It took a few minutes to evaluate the situation and then we started our trek to the car we had to make a few stops and after a few minutes decided that I should take both bikes down so that she didn't have to hurt any more.
Anyway it was really stinking cold. I am the one who usually get hurts not her. It totally sucks but at least the first ride is out of the way for the year. Now I just have to ride within this first week or it will be painful all over again.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

MOANERS

1. So I of course work in a hospital.
2. I like to complain.
3. Somethings people do really annoy the shit out of me.

Three very obvious things about me

Well I encounter many people throughout the day. People are in a lot of pain. When people are in pain the sometimes like to verbalize it. I don't mean they like to say "gee I am in a lot of pain" they sometimes don't actually say anthing at all. THEY MOAN. When I say they moan I mean everytime they move, when we go over a bump, anything at all (usually breathing causes them to moan). They usually don't have very good smelling breath( the docs fault won't let them eat or drink).
I just want people to understand that we know they are in pain or they probably wouldn't be here. This is a hospital we treat people who are in pain. WE KNOW YOU ARE IN PAIN. STOP MOANING. You are using valuable engery that could be used to help your body heal.
This is just some valuable information that I would like to pass on to you people out there in bloggerland.

As a side note I have a co-worker and sometimes we like to play the MOANING game and so everytime we move we have to moan. It is a lot of fun but really annoying if you are not playing it.

Friday, April 11, 2008

condescending

So we have been having a few problems in our dept. Things get said people get hurt. You know the drill if you have ever worked with more that 4 women in one small place. So, anyway, not that I am totally part of the problem....well not a big part anyway. We had a meeting about it and we all had to go around in a circle and say something nice about everyone. BLAH...it took an hour. YIKES and I don't think it was super productive. Well before the meeting (I mean a couple of days) someone asked me to get a patient it went something like this
person Jacque get harold (big improvement over shoulder or chest)
me: get Harold who? (I have this thing about first and last name....I DEMAND IT)
person: Harold Tooti bring to room 3 (names are fictional
other person: you don't have to be so condescending about it just say please specify (or at
least it was something like that

Great dialogue skills I know...anyway I talked about this for days with people at the restaurant. Only because I have been told this on other occasions....I have a certain tone and for those who know me well can definitely say that yes some people may definitely call it condescending....well whatever. I am going to work on this but since it has been going on for say like forever...it might be hard. Anyway I am an orderly and if my tone or the way that I say something makes you feel bad re-evaluate the situation because chances are that I am an ORDERLY...but I will try and work on it ....because it isn't the best way to handle every situation....just the most fun for me. I know that isn't a good thing. But we had fun with at my other job. I mean can you imagine your waitress talking down to you. I think I actually made a lady cry one day....she wanted a salad. That is a story for another day.