First day back at work was fine; a little less hands on/fast paced than my first first day, but still enjoyable and moderately educational. Only problem is, this was an evening shift, and now I can't fall asleep. Normally, this wouldn't be so big of an issue, as my next regularly scheduled activity is an evening clinical rotation tomorrow ( Read more... )

Just got an e-mail from my education supervisor at work saying I'd passed my medication calculation test and can now administer all but IV medications unsupervised. This is ironic, seeing as I am banned from practicing on the unit until my nurse tech license shows up in the mail. If they need someone to give a kid his Tylenol via super kinetic ( Read more... )

Stupid Grey's Anatomy. Why do you have to be so good, but then leave me feeling like a rhinoceros somersaulted over me at the end of each episode? Stuff's worse than crack, I tell you...

Guys, this is not a good sign. We're not even 24 hours into winter quarter, and already all I could think of walking home from classes was grabbing a beer and trying to forget about how much crap I still had to do before I could go to sleep.

Come back, winter break. I miss you already...

Aaaand back in Seattle. I'm completely exhausted and am in no way ready for school to start tomorrow, but I am still breathing and am mostly happy and have had quite the interesting couple of weeks. Details and an overabundance of photos to follow, just as soon as I finish running the errands that I really should have done over the break but couldn ( Read more... )

Oh, crap. I've been found out.


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I GOT THE JOB!!!

Funny story: Around 8:30 this morning, I bundle up, pull on my frog boots and begin the long icy trek to my pre-midterm study session in the medical center. Half an hour and three episodes of sliding flat onto my ass later, I arrive at the Rotunda to find my study buddies congregated outside. Apparently, our professors canceled class/midterms/etc ( Read more... )

From where I'm sitting, it looks like it's raining moth balls. Yummy. You've gotta love winter in the Northwest.

Man, there's nothing like Thanksgiving at the Thompson's house. It' been a couple years since my schedule was such that I could come down here, and I'd almost forgotten. I for one think that everyone should spend the majority of at least one holiday weekend with a fat old cat warming their lap while they write or knit or read or whatever, so long ( Read more... )