Warnings

First: movies need to come with a warning label letting you know if the movie is going to make you cry. I got Steel Magnolia's from netflix and finally got to watch it last night since the boys went to bed so early (7:40 they were both out), but I rented it because it's listed as an American Classic. Apparently "American Classic" is code for "lead person will die in a dramaic manner" this is not a code they let you in on before you rent them!!! So there I was in my apartment, alone (besides sleeping kids) crying my eyes out during this movie, and Dan calls in the middle of the saddest part and laughs at me for crying at a movie. I guess I shouldn't be surprised at silly tears, after all I did cry when Pip died!! Second: Children need to come with a warning that reads something like "Caution: Will smear poo!" I went to go check on my still awake children, knowing that this could mean only one thing...B has stinky pants. The only variable is wheather or not he has played in it, and because I've been up since 4:40, and had a long day at work, there is poo all over the baby and his bed. TJ finds this whole thing so very funny. B was not exactly thrilled with getting a kinda chilly bath and being put back to bed wihout his Daddy pillow case (it's got poo smeared on it) Alright, I need to go to bed so I can get up at 5 and do this whole thing over again....hopefully without the poo! Hugs!!!

A little crazyness

Well, this is my first attempt at the blogging thing...and the last week has definatly been an interesting one... To start with a really funny story...Dan came down to visit me after I got back from visiting my parents in NY. While I was there, I had to get some truffles from the Chocolatere. So while Dan was here, I was eating a mint truffle. He asked me if I was eating a girl scout cookie, I told him I was eating a mint truffle and he couldn't have one. His answer was "well I don't want any of your chocolate covered meat anyway!!"It was definatly really funny if you were here, I also shared the joke with a couple of co-works on monday who were having a bad day. So monday I go back to work and I actually go into work like 2 hrs early (I had to be in at 11 that day) so that I could complete this silly little thing called a Soldier Readiness Process (SRP) basically it tells the army if you are ready to go play in the sand at like 30seconds notice. But since I forgot my ID card at home (I can get on base with my hospital ID) I had to sit around on the floor looking cute in my uniform, trying to avoid getting dragged into a patient's room to do somthing nasty before my shift actually started, while waiting for Dan to bring me my card. He got there at 1030, so I got some of it done monday and had to finish it on tuesday. The fun-ness of Monday was topped of by a patient needing like a bigillion units of blood products and, of course, whenever we need him the ward clerk is off the floor. So I had to run up to the 4th floor (I work on the 3rd, but for each floor there are two flight of steps) to the other side of the hospital to pick up the blood and bring it back to the floor. The crowing piece of fun on monday was a patient who showed up from another hospital with absloutly no warning, and this patient arrived with a large angry mother!!! Tuesday but monday to shame, the patient I took care of had a thing called an LVAD (left ventricular assist device). Basically the left side of this guys heart was outside his body. The use of this super cool thing requires lots of lab tests and is nothing like what Denny had on Grey's Anatomy. Anyway, this guy's real heart decided that it didn;t want to work anymore after the Doc's changed his pacemaker settings. The first time he did this un-plugging his pacer box fixed the problem, the second time this happened the poor man required three shocks from the defibrilator and lots of new drugs to keep him from doing that again. At least the doc's apologized for saying it wasn't the pacer's fault. Apparenlty shocking a patient send;s out a message to all the doctor in the hospital to show up and be in the way of the nurses trying to do the work to keep the patient alive. And when you yell at them to get out of the way they all look at eachother because they all think that their presence is vital to the code going on. And each other of them wants to get close enough to start pounding on this guys chest (FYI - you don't do CPR with the person has an LVAD in place). OK, so my life may not be interesing to anyone who isn't me, but hey this is what I do. Hugs to the family who reads this!!!