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I'm an idiot. I thought my last two entries just vanished, but then I realized it was my accidental doing, after I almost did it again. I am in the process of printing out my livejournal, since a huge part of it is about Ethan. I'm not sure what I'll do with it once it's completely printed, but I have some ideas.
So! To summerize my last entry, basically I was saying how I've been kinda crabby lately (but that's getting better), Jay and I aren't sure what to do with the house, since the market is only getting worse and we found out in order to get a home equity loan, our house has to be off the market for 6 months and that would mean 6 months of doing NOTHING, and we have been trying to have another baby for forever and it's just not happening as fast as it did with Ethan and we're getting impatient. With EThan, I was pregnant within 6 weeks of being off the pill. I'm going on month 11 right now.
Work is going wonderful and I love love love my job. I have the sweetest patients for the most part and it makes every minute I am there so worthwhile.
I have also given myself nightmares over just general health problems. My floor is oncology, so most of our patients are SICK. We also have hospice. I have seen way more ways I hope I DON'T die than ways I hope I do. Some people leave this world with so much fear, it just haunts me. I can't even imagine.
Oh and I don't know if I ever posted about my thumb injury. I was cutting an apple with a HUGE knife (shut up, I already got yelled at for that) and sliced a nice 'c' shape on the pad of my left thumb. The LOOK of it was worse than what it actually was, and in my haste of trying to get ready for work, I became a crying mess. It was a definite "I need my mom" kind of moment, and unfortunately, mom was out of town. So Jay comes home, takes a look at it and says I probably need stitches (even though now he teases me for the lack of severity of it) so I take my upset self to express care. They decided to glue it shut since it was a flap and the sides were closed. So I had that issue for a few weeks. Now it is just a big scar, but it's still really sore. So then today, I grab the SAME KNIFE to cut some potatoes and this time I cut the OTHER side of the SAME THUMB...right through my nail. It has been throbbing all day. If you ask me, I should just amputate the dumb thumb and get it over with, but I figure I'll just do that the next time I go to cut something.
I think that's all for now. Anyone wanna buy our house?
So! To summerize my last entry, basically I was saying how I've been kinda crabby lately (but that's getting better), Jay and I aren't sure what to do with the house, since the market is only getting worse and we found out in order to get a home equity loan, our house has to be off the market for 6 months and that would mean 6 months of doing NOTHING, and we have been trying to have another baby for forever and it's just not happening as fast as it did with Ethan and we're getting impatient. With EThan, I was pregnant within 6 weeks of being off the pill. I'm going on month 11 right now.
Work is going wonderful and I love love love my job. I have the sweetest patients for the most part and it makes every minute I am there so worthwhile.
I have also given myself nightmares over just general health problems. My floor is oncology, so most of our patients are SICK. We also have hospice. I have seen way more ways I hope I DON'T die than ways I hope I do. Some people leave this world with so much fear, it just haunts me. I can't even imagine.
Oh and I don't know if I ever posted about my thumb injury. I was cutting an apple with a HUGE knife (shut up, I already got yelled at for that) and sliced a nice 'c' shape on the pad of my left thumb. The LOOK of it was worse than what it actually was, and in my haste of trying to get ready for work, I became a crying mess. It was a definite "I need my mom" kind of moment, and unfortunately, mom was out of town. So Jay comes home, takes a look at it and says I probably need stitches (even though now he teases me for the lack of severity of it) so I take my upset self to express care. They decided to glue it shut since it was a flap and the sides were closed. So I had that issue for a few weeks. Now it is just a big scar, but it's still really sore. So then today, I grab the SAME KNIFE to cut some potatoes and this time I cut the OTHER side of the SAME THUMB...right through my nail. It has been throbbing all day. If you ask me, I should just amputate the dumb thumb and get it over with, but I figure I'll just do that the next time I go to cut something.
I think that's all for now. Anyone wanna buy our house?