It is official.
I am the wimpiest sick person on the face of the planet.
If I were my own patient, I would make me tear out my hair!
Happily, I am recovering, and feel find today. As opposed to yesterday when even my usually cozy flannel pj's HURT me. Every nerve somehow managed to hurt, and it was ridiculously cold. I'm rather glad that it is over. I hope it stays over now!
I have this Google Analytics thing that says how many times people have visited your site, and I noticed that despite my lack of posting, there were still many visits to my site...now I'm certain that most of them were actually junk visits from those strange internet things that are kind of annoying (someone I know just had a comment from one of them...it was some sort of strange thing all about Uggs), but on the mere chance that some of the visits were from real people who I know and love, then I thought perhaps I ought to update.
A strange thing happened to me the other day, and perhaps it wasn't that strange, but it was a wow moment. A coworker was upset about something that she realized she had missed, and she texted me to tell me about it, and ask for my advice. Which is crazy! I feel like there are so many other people who she could have gone to, and yet she picked me. Which I have no problem with, it's just hard to see myself in that kind of a position. A position where people think I'm a good person to turn to.
My first year of nursing is almost up. In fact, the last shifts of my first year will be three 12 hour shifts on December 24, 25, and 26. I've checked the schedule and am very excited about the people I'll be working with those nights. It's not a bad group of people to end my first year of nursing with. Now, if only I knew that the 2nd year would be better. If only I knew things like what kind of nurse I want to be!! Or how to get rid of coworkers that you really don't like.
Anyway, I'm supposed to be at this thing at church. And, I'm already a half hour late. So, I should go. Toodles!
