Graduated! wooo... now to find a job and move back to SF on AUGUST 10th :)

I love working in the NICU (Newborn ICU). It’s a lot of fun. The nurses are great, the babies are cute, and there’s a nice variety of patients that move through the unit. But one of the most common comments that I get when I tell them I’m working in the NICU is, “it must be so hard to work there.” I don’t see it that way. Granted, it can be very ( Read more... )

my life's pretty boring and lame. I'll get around to posting about the NICU and life at some point.

yay I get to work with babies who were born with their heart outside the body this summer! I'll be at Hopkins' NICU taking care of critically ill babies

my school's blog moved to

http://www.son.jhmi.edu/blogs/

enjoy! :)

We’re just blazing through the program now. Med-surg was a hazy memory of frantic clinical preparation, clinical warning dodging and trying to juggle the medications of 1 or 2 patients without mixing them up. Then peds came in a wave of cute (and monstrous) kids, communicable diseases (colds, pink eye, and whatever you get when your kid sticks his ( Read more... )

do i want to buy this sweatshirt or tshirt?

http://www.threadless.com/product/680/Camouflage

or do YOU want to buy it for me :)

so on impulse i decided to shave my head down to a #2 after weeks and weeks of not getting my haircut. its a drastic change, and a bit drafty, but it is hot here in baltimore. I dont really know why I cut it all off, I just felt like a change. something that i've needed for a long time. I think I started falling back into my old habits and I had to ( Read more... )

So one of my problems is that i keep running away. and i used to think that maybe if i threw myself into something new, it would help me find some peace in all the choas. i would be challenging myself. i would be trying something new and wonderous and i would be proud that i did something i thought id never do. i thought it would be good for me to ( Read more... )

uh so i think i was kidnapped for an hour and a half by my diva aunt. i suppose she needed someone to talk to, but i was having trouble following her line of thought. i tried using my psych nursing skills but alas, i dont think it worked...