holy guacamole.

That is probably the title to more than one of my posts as it is one of my favorite phrases and it also happens to perfectly describe the feeling of working two 12s in a row. When you're a new graduate nurse, there is always something complicated about your day. Whether it's complicated because you have six or seven patients (not me, thank GOD) or because your patients are ICU patients (gulp), it's just complicated. You feel like you're constantly playing catch up and you're a dummy surrounded by smart people. I know that I'm not a dummy and that I'll improve with experience, yada yada yada, but sometimes it's hard not to feel that way.

I worked Saturday and Sunday, which really bummed me out because the Melrose District Street Fair was on Saturday and I was DYING to go. A street fair in my favorite thrifting district PLUS a car show?! Can you say died and gone to heaven?? But apparently it wasn't meant to be. Instead, I was here all day. I learned a lot and took a patient on a ventilator on my own with a few drips. I'm starting to get my bearings and that feels good. Today was also a good day as I took another patient on my own and: inserted an IV, put in a foley catheter, gave him two shots, and a TB skin test. Poor guy, I was hitting him from all directions. But the more things I do, the more routine they become for me and that is a good feeling.

I'm off for a bit and I couldn't be happier.  Chris has some friends over and I'm thinking of sneaking off to bed because it sounds like an AWESOME idea. I hate text-only blog posts (what fun is that?) and usually at this point I'll grab a Photo Booth picture of some sort if I have nothing else to offer. However, I just attempted about 25 and I look high on crack in every single one of them, plus Viesa is loving hanging out with her dad so much she refuses to come in here and take photos with me, so I'll instead show you the almost finished product of our bedroom!!!

The bedroom was the VERY last thing I've even thought about since moving in because only he and I have to see it and we tend to dump things in there. We finally cleaned it out and I hung some things up and it's on its way (still looking for the perfect curtains and a few other things). Oh...and please excuse the massive pile of laundry next to the dresser. Oh...yellow photos, too. I was too lazy to pull out the flash. I think we sleep better now that there is less junk everywhere...

Goodnight and Happy Week to everyone. 

Love,

Just Ash (where's the love, roomies?)