Would you say something?

Hahahahahahahaha! Good I'm glad I got that out real quick. I got up at the butt crack of dawn (5:25) and came to Panera to study for my psych exam and eat breakfast and drink gallons of coffee. I'm pretty exhausted because Sarah and I watched Fatal Attraction last night and I wasn't able to sleep. I kept waking up every 15-20 min! Well here is my dilemma.. When there is someone who is on their laptop in a public resturaunt and has their ear phones in and thinks that they are plugged in but in reality they are BLASTING the classic hit My Girl.. Do you say something?

The funny things teachers say

I'm quite confident that most of the time when our teachers are lecturing they too, are bored. Sometimes they say random things to check if we're still paying attention. But sometimes, I can't tell if the funny things they say are on purpose to make us laugh or just part of their normal thought processes and they don't think about it. Today, I was pretty sure that my teacher didn't notice that she said IT! "If the child pittles here and there, it should be brought to your attention that this is not normal." In this context, I'm pretty sure she meant definition 2. She was talking about the pediatric patient and UTIs (Urinary Tract Infections) when she mentioned one of a few ways to notice if a child/your child could have a UTI is by change in their pattern of urination. I was the only one in the class to pick up this little bit of slang! I laughed out loud.

I don't like being rushed...

Did anyone know that the Starbucks in Hunters Crossing shopping center closes at 9pm and they will kick you out at 8:50? Well my friend Traci and I didn't know. Most Starbucks in town stay open to at least 10 or 11 to accommodate for the caffeine driven college students that like to sip their coffee at late hours of the night while cramming for tomorrow's test. Traci and I had plans a week ago to meet at Starbucks to catch up at 8pm. I was running late and didn't get there until about 8:15. Around 10 til 9, the bartista shooed us out of the early closing shop so that he could go home. Traci and I quickly got up and walked outside and continued our conversation for about an hour and a half longer. We watched as they cleaned up, put the chairs up and locked up. Around the time we were saying our goodbyes and heading to our cars I realized I couldn't find my keys anywhere! I searched my big purse, my pockets, the ground, and peered through the window of my car to make sure I didn't leave them in the seat. There was only one option left- I must have left them in Starbucks! Well indeed I did! Traci peered through the dark window of Starbucks and found my keys in the cushion of the big chair I was sitting in. My wonderful roommate Sarah was gracious enough to drive me to Starbucks this morning to retreive my keys bright and early this morning before I was even dressed and ready for school. When I went to class, my friend Anne came up to me and said, "You have a smile on your face like you're going to tell me about something ridiculous that happened to you over the weekend." She was right!

Anyone for a bucket ride?

I have been quite the slacker lately. Working on rare occasion. I decided to go into work on Saturday for the first time in a while. I was assigned to be a sitter in a room with two elderly women. It is not often that when you are assigned to be a sitter that you are required to watch more than one patient. The report I got from the night sitter was that the lady in BED A was a very calm and nice old lady who was slightly confused and would often try to pull out her IVs and take off her heart monitor. I was sure she wouldn't be much of a problem. The lady in BED B was an entirely different story. She was admitted for psych issues but also had some sort of infection (possibly c-diff , which in itself is an adventure!). This lady had been very combative the night before and cursed like a sailor. She was very irritable and agitated easily. I was in for a ride! Luckily for the first couple hours B Bed was sleeping. I mostly had to keep A Bed busy folding towels and talking about random things to distract her from pulling things off. When B Bed finally woke up she was screaming for someone to help her to the bathroom. It took 3 of us staff people to do the job. This woman absolutely HATED me. Some of the other staff people she had been used to seeing since she had been there for a while. I was a new face and someone she did not trust or like. It took me a good 5 hours to gain her trust and "friendship". She kept asking me, "Why do you just keep sitting there on your butt? Why don't you go and do your job!?" Too bad that was my job for the day! It was hard to keep her calm and from hurting anyone. When I did manage to calm her down I sat her down in a chair by the window so she could see the men doing construction on the building. She became a new person. Calm, sweet, and really funny! Of course none of her stories made any sense. She sat by the window for a while with out saying much, she was practically mesmerized by the crane and the construction. Then out of the blue, she said to me "Are you coming?" I said "Where?" "On the bucket ride of course! It's going to be fun! The men are going to take us in the bucket. If you want to come you need to get ready, they'll be here any time to take us for a ride." At this point she walked over to her bed, put her jacket on over her gown and put on her knit hat. "I don't have a yellow hat (i think she meant a hard hat), but this one will do." I told her I was afraid of heights and needed to stay with the lady in A bed. She sat there until the end of my shift waiting for the crane to come by her window so she could get in for a bucket ride. She invited every staff person who walked in the room along for a ride. It was an interesting day.

Excuse me officer

Wednesday after I got kneed in the face by a small child, my friend Krystal and I were on a mission to find my white scrub top for my graduation pictures. The one I am wearing in the pictures below wasn't actually the one I purchased on Wednesday night. Well back to my story... Krystal and I went to 2 scrub stores but they had both closed at 6pm and we showed up at 5:55. I know I am a procrastinator but I didn't think it would be nearly impossible to find a white scrub top. We went to both Walmarts, TJmax, both Beals Outlets, Khoals.. well let's just say it was close to a 3 hour mission. Somewhere in between maybe the the 3rd and 4th store we were driving from Newberry Rd to Archer via I-75. I noticed when we were getting off of I-75 that there was a police car behind me, not that I had anything to worry about. I wasn't speeding on the interstate. In fact I was going almost 5 under because I was driving in the slow lane and there was some old lady in front of me that I didn't feel like passing. Well, as we were sitting at the light to turn onto Archer I told Krystal I had a feeling that the cop was going to pull me over. She was confused because she didn't think I did anything illegal either. Sure enough, as we were driving I notice the cop getting pretty close to my car.. he was reading my license plate. With in seconds he turned on his lights. Krystal told me to get over so he could pass me. When I got over into one of the turn lanes he followed me. OH BOY. We pulled into the parking lot by Ross and the At&t store, right by the 4-way stop. He got on his loud speaker and said, "Come out of your car with your hands up and your license in your hand!" WHAT THE CRAP!!? What did I do? I was for sure he had me mistaken for someone else! I didn't steal the car, I own it! I didn't kill anyone and as far as I knew I hadn't done anything illegal. Every other time I've been pulled over I've never been told to get out of the car, so I was a little worried. I did as he said and walked over to him and handed him my license and said, "Excuse me officer, can you tell me what I've done wrong?" He took my license and called into someone over the radio and asked me to confirm my address and information on my license. He then told me that I had been driving with an expired tag for 3 months. At this point I almost peed my pants with embarrassment and laughter. I didn't know how else to react. He was definitely confused. I had my new license plate inside my car since October and forgot to put it on. If you know me, my idea of cleaning out my car is to throw everything in the trunk to make room for people to sit. Well, that's what happened to my license plate. It was thrown in the back along with everything else that I own. I told him that I had it and he asked me to fetch it for him. At this point I told him it could be a minute or two and told Krystal to get out of the car to help me look. We dug for about 5 minutes pulling out random objects like a wig, prom dress, sleeping bag, books and backpacks, gallons of paint, shoes, movies, boxes that I never moved in from when I moved into my new apartment...A lot of the stuff I have in there is from when I was still a young life leader 2 years ago. Yeah, so the cop starts chuckling and asks if we need help and if I was sure it was in there. I was 100% sure it was! He got his huge police flashlight because it was about 8:30 at night and started helping us dig and pull things out onto the road. We had many cars stop to look. Krystal said it looked like we were two white girls getting drug searched. Eventually we found the plate still in the package it came in when I got it in the mail. The cop put it on my car and didn't give me the 96$ ticket. He left me with some words of wisdom, "This will give you motivation to keep your trunk clean, have a good night."

new eye color every day

My life is never boring. It is full of random funny things that happen to me. Some things are not so funny at the time, but funny later on. I am thankful God gave me a good sense of humor and the ability to laugh at the stupid things. Let me start with Monday night. I babysat for the James' on Monday so that Brooke and Chris could have a date night before Chris left town for about a month. Being the cool and efficient baby sitter that I am, I had the 3 kids fed, bathed and ready for bed by 6:30 pm even though they don't go to bed til 8. McKenzie wanted to do make over's on each other. I didn't want to go through the process of having to clean everyone up again so I told her I'd let her do a make over on me. This was NOT a good idea, though I thought it was at the time. Turned out the eye make up that she got as a Christmas present wasn't eye make up at all. It was lip gloss that stains your skin! When they came home, Brooke tried everything she could to help me get the pink goupy stuff off of my eyes. We weren't completely successful. Tuesday morning when I went to school everyone asked me what was wrong with my eyes. I got questions like: "do you have pink eye?" or "have you been crying?" or "you must be really tired because it looks like you have been rubbing your eyes a lot".
Brooke had me come over again yesterday after I got done with class. It was an easy day babysitting because the youngest, Jack, was sleeping. When Brooke got home with the girls and Jack woke up, we were playing around and wrestling on the floor. All 3 of the kids were on top of me. Lily then fell on top of my face and kneed me in the nose. Instantly my face was red, I had a headache, and tears filled my eyes. I was pretty sure I broke my nose again, but luckily I didn't. Brooke and I were worried that I'd have two black eyes the next day (which would be today). Two black and blue eyes would not have gone well with my white scrubs for my graduation pictures today. My friends Julie and Alex and me were playing around taking our own graduation pictures today while we were in line. Here are some of them:

Clownin' Around

The last semester has started and I am so excited to be so close to the finish line. It's not going to be an easy semester, but it seems like it will be the most fun and exciting semester. We have 200 hours of clinical and tons of class when we're not at the hospital. Somewhere in my "free" time when I'm not doing school stuff or blogging about school stuff I will need to find time to work. This semester we are focusing on pediatrics and psych. Psych is not something that interests me too much, but I am pretty sure I was made to be a peds nurse. Today we had a lab to practice clinical skills when dealing with a pediatric patient. Some of my friends and I practiced for about 30 min but it didn't take long to learn or even own the skill we were practicing and we were allotted 2 1/2 hours of mandatory practice. Instead of practicing frantically like we used to and stressing over the little stuff, we goofed off for a whole hour! Here are some pictures of our productivity...