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Starting on Friday, I got this weird cough, something that made my chest burn and itch and moved up into my throat and even tickled my ears. So I went to see Doctor Frampton and he was good to talk to about issues, had some good questions about things and I was happy to see him. If only he was in my insurance group. But he gave me a Z-pack and a codeine type cough syrup so that I could stop coughing at night. Ohhh yes, that will be so nice. As will something to deal with the aches and pains of being sick.
So for those who follow me on Facebook, you know that my opa finally passed away on Monday morning. Bless him, I'm so glad he finally went. I would rather die by being hit by a bus or shot in the head rather than lingering and that has already almost happened once. I spent almost a year feeling sick and growing colder and colder, it was not fun. I can only imagine that Opa was no happier at his dying. So he is watching over me, watching over my mom, and whole once more. But I will miss him. My dear Opa Koos, Koosie Koos.
I'm so happy to be here though. Almost every day I will walk with my mom and with Daisy and she and I will talk about how beautiful it is here, how fabulous the people are. She worries about me being single, I'm sure, but to be honest, if it doesn't ever happen then I will be alright. I'm happy enough with my sister and her family and living somewhat vicariously through them. My only wish right now is to become an RN. It would be lovely to move on. BYU won't let me get my BSN with them but I wonder if I could just go on for my Master's instead. I could teach then. Which, well, would probably a whole other adventure with its trials and triumphs. But mostly I just love working an office. It's wonderful.
I should mention that Saturday was one crazy day. Two out of the three aides were new and still learning the ropes while the one aide was more interested in complaining about everyone else's work ethic than getting things done on her own. So I finally looked her in the eye and said "But shouldn't you be doing something?" which seemed to irritate her further. A little exasperating but I don't think she's a slacker, I think she lets things get to her a bit easily. Then we had her leave, replaced by another aide who had a bit of a tweak in his attitude, just irritable and he yelled at me at one point. Which did not help with my PMS and once that faucet started, it refused to turn off. Ugh, and I had no Ativan. But things calmed down until a few minutes before my shift was over. A new patient was admitted with a gastric tube through which she ate but she had no equipment with her from when she was taken out of her previous facility so she had not been fed since that morning. That poor lady! Also, she didn't speak and did not understand English so we're going to have a challenging time. But she seemed sweet enough, I hope we can get her well-recovered.
And today I have antibiotics, new books, and have taken a long bath. I am so golden, I glimmer. :D
So for those who follow me on Facebook, you know that my opa finally passed away on Monday morning. Bless him, I'm so glad he finally went. I would rather die by being hit by a bus or shot in the head rather than lingering and that has already almost happened once. I spent almost a year feeling sick and growing colder and colder, it was not fun. I can only imagine that Opa was no happier at his dying. So he is watching over me, watching over my mom, and whole once more. But I will miss him. My dear Opa Koos, Koosie Koos.
I'm so happy to be here though. Almost every day I will walk with my mom and with Daisy and she and I will talk about how beautiful it is here, how fabulous the people are. She worries about me being single, I'm sure, but to be honest, if it doesn't ever happen then I will be alright. I'm happy enough with my sister and her family and living somewhat vicariously through them. My only wish right now is to become an RN. It would be lovely to move on. BYU won't let me get my BSN with them but I wonder if I could just go on for my Master's instead. I could teach then. Which, well, would probably a whole other adventure with its trials and triumphs. But mostly I just love working an office. It's wonderful.
I should mention that Saturday was one crazy day. Two out of the three aides were new and still learning the ropes while the one aide was more interested in complaining about everyone else's work ethic than getting things done on her own. So I finally looked her in the eye and said "But shouldn't you be doing something?" which seemed to irritate her further. A little exasperating but I don't think she's a slacker, I think she lets things get to her a bit easily. Then we had her leave, replaced by another aide who had a bit of a tweak in his attitude, just irritable and he yelled at me at one point. Which did not help with my PMS and once that faucet started, it refused to turn off. Ugh, and I had no Ativan. But things calmed down until a few minutes before my shift was over. A new patient was admitted with a gastric tube through which she ate but she had no equipment with her from when she was taken out of her previous facility so she had not been fed since that morning. That poor lady! Also, she didn't speak and did not understand English so we're going to have a challenging time. But she seemed sweet enough, I hope we can get her well-recovered.
And today I have antibiotics, new books, and have taken a long bath. I am so golden, I glimmer. :D