Are you kidding me?!?!

Are you kidding me?!?!

I've have had a terrible day. First, I BOMBED my stupid freaking test. I got a 74! Then I say whatever, the questions were terrible, considering I got 7 questions wrong from the same teacher. You think just maybe Trudy's questions suck?! Anyways, I moved passed this. I got my wallet and bought doughnuts. Doughnuts make everything better, right, apparently not.

I was emailing back and forth with Shelley and she tells me that stupid Brooke is taking my big boys out on Friday night and will bring them back at 8:00pm, once again, on three, 1...2...3...are you kidding me? I haven't seen my boys in maybe 5 weeks and the stupid (not nice word) is taking them. Seriously?!? She has them between 45-55 hours a week, all I wanted was 3 hours on Friday night. Now mind you, babysitting on Friday wasn't easy for me. I have clinicals all day, then was going to go home and rest, then head to babysit, then when Bill gets home at 9:30, I was going to head home grab myself and my dogs and drive the 2 hours to Orlando. I was doing it all for my boys, I just miss them.

Well after hearing all that, I decided the most productive way to deal with this aggression was to run. I headed out and hit the pavement in the rain. I just rain, and kept running until it started raining heavy. I got back, called Phillip and he told me that it isn't too bad, it's not all her fault, etc. Well I was pissed, whatever. I then came up with a compromise. I will leave the hospital at 1:00pm and head straight to the boys. I am making Brooke leave and she can come back at 5:30pm to pick them up to take them wherever. With that plan, I didn't get any rest and made my day 4 and a 1/2 hours longer, but I'd get to see them.

Good, I solved my problems. I then was in a good mood and got online to shop for Phillip's boss' baby (she's due on May 26). Oh, it just kept getting better. Phillip and I got into an argument. On Sunday I asked him to name one thing that he likes doing or one thing that makes him happy, he gave me a big fat GOOSEEGG. So today, I revisited the subject and got in big trouble. He told me that he didn't realize he had homework to do (seriously with the answer he gave me on Sunday, did he not think this was going to come back up?) He was pissed. Whatever. We got off the phone.

I then putzed on the computer and about a quarter to eleven decided to get up and let the dogs out their last time...well I found pee on my bed from a cat. Obviously it was kiwi, no other cat does that. I can't figure out if she did it because I pushed her away from me when she was trying to lay with me or is it because maybe she has a UTI. Roman has one, I put him on Clavamox yesterday, don't know what it is, but maybe she has it--so I didn't over react, I just stripped the bed and brought it to he washer. It happens, let's move on.

I got back to my room put on clean linens and got ready to watch ANTM. Went to get my phone and couldn't find it. As soon as I realized I couldn't find it, I got a pit in my stomach and realized it was in the washer. I sprinted to the machine and it was completely filled with liquids, I tried to pull out one of the blanket but it was too heavy-I switched the washer to spin, let it spin and pulled out the comforter, guess what?!? Out came my cell. Sh*t!!!! This is when I freaked out. I pulled it a part, but there was no saving it. I used the blow dryer, but no good. I then found my battery for the home phone, pulled it in, and stuck it in the charger. When it had some charge I called Phillip to ask him to sign online. He said that he was laying in bed, and wasn't on his computer. Seriously? I need support right now. If I was standing on the ledge, him laying in bed would have pushed me off.

I said whatever and hung on. He called me back and said he was signing on. We got to talking and we fought. He was made that I was pissy on the phone and said that all I was doing was bitching, I really wasn't bitching, I was just upset. I was just upset, that's all. Well after I was going on and on about how terrible my day is (see all the above paragraphs if you are just tuning in) and I didn't know what I had done to deserve this I got crap. First I said that I can't believe I have to pay $50 to replace it, he told me that at least it wasn't hundreds of dollars. I am a student with no job, $50 is a lot of money. There goes my crappy babysitting money on Friday. Whatever. I was also telling him that I can't believe all this happened in one day, that if any of them happened individually that would be a crappy day, but all in one?!? He then proceeds to tell me that he found out that his dad had cancer and it was terminal all in one day, I corrected him, letting him know that it was a Friday and a Sunday. I specifically told him that I was not belittling how terrible those days were, just correcting him. He told me fine, he was just trying to give me some perspective. I told him that I understand that everyone has bad days and yes someones would always be worse than mine, but a little support wouldn't hurt. He then threw in to end the conversation fine whatever...a little perspective on your day wouldn't have hurt you, yes it was a bad day but it could have been much worse. Ouch!

I just wanted support--that's all, just a little support.

Wednesday's Walk

For whatever reason I have a baby thing going on, not quite sure why--I rarely get baby fever, but I have it. A girl in my class Jamie was due to have her baby today, she was at our test this morning, so I am guessing she's not in labor. Also, Shelley's sister Ashley had her baby Finn yesterday. Phillip's boss is pretty pregnant so I have been looking for a baby gift for her, I guess this is where all the fever is coming from. Needless to say, my Wednesday's walk is about a baby. I going to tell Jackson's birth story.

Shelley had a scheduled C-section 3 weeks early on October 17. I went to class that morning and then picked to boys up from school. They were both really excited, but we had to go home before we could see Shelley and Bill at the hospital so Coop could nap. Well he barely took a nap that day, I think he was just really excited to see his new baby brother. We piled into the car to swing by Publix first, I wanted to pick up flowers for Shelley, so I picked out a bouqet in a pretty purple vose and let each boy pick out a rose for Shelley. Robbie picked a red one and to know surprise of ours Coop picked out a yellow one, once they were paid for we were on our way.

The boys were so excited to see Shelley, but Jackson was in the NICU. I dropped the boys off with Shelley and Bill and headed into the NICU. I just signed myself into the NICU as their Aunt (whatever, lol) and loved on that baby boy. He only spent one night in the NICU and then headed to Shelley's room. Both Shelley and baby Jackson came home from the hospital on October 19, Bill's birthday.

Here are a few of pictures, one from the NI and then two from the day he came home:

Test, what test?

Yeah, so I have a test at 0800. It is on...breast cancer, ovarian cancer, uterine cancer, vaginal cancer, vulvar cancer, testicular cancer, oral cancer, pancreatic cancer, gastric cancer, ingestion, cholelithiasis, GERD, PUD and pancreatitis. I am sure I am forgetting something, but whatever. You can tell since I am on here posting that I am really studying for this test. I am so DONE with school and I still have...394 days until graduation. :(

I feel like the little engine that could, I think I can, I think I can.

I went for a quick run today and I need to figure out how to step it up. I definitely want to increase my milage. I am not so concerned about my pace right now, but would rather jack up the milage...any tips? Let me hear them!

Anyways, Roman Noodle has a urinary tract infection poor little booger. I called the vet to have her write me a script for clavamox-got to love professional curtosy. It is a 14 day treatment with a pill with breakfast and a pill with dinner, at least he doesn't care about taking meds.

It's almost my birthday and we are doing something so freaking cool. I will keep it a secret (yeah like I can keep a secret) until I get home on Sunday night with pictures to do a posting. Other than that there isn't much else going on in my life, with the exception to all the cancers listed above as well as the G.I. stuff. (By the way, I have learned to stay far away from G.I. I don't want anything to do with any of that!) If you haven't taken a moment to look at my relay post (two down) please do and give me your opinions...I need creativity people!

Pouting Pets

I am entering this picture for the I "heart" faces pouting pet entry. This is my Super Sadie saying "No more pictures Mom!"



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RELAY!!

Ok, ok-Sara is holding a gun to my head giving me a option if I don't get posting more often. Clearly with her option or posting, I'll take posting.

We are kicking off our Relay for Life fundraising today and I'm so excited. That excitement is not sarcasm, but I am honestly excited about it. I have drafted our fundraising email that will go out to my family and Phillip's family's friends tonight. That email is the one that goes through Relay and gives people a link right to our donation page, I've also made a status update on facebook about it (not that any of my poor college friends have money, but you never know!) I know posting the link up here is a shot in the dark, but I figure it couldn't hurt. If you are fortunate enough to be able to make a donation, (the minimum allowed online is $5) we would love to have your support because every little bit, big or small helps! Here is the link: http://main.acsevents.org/site/TR/RelayForLife/RFLFY09National?px=10200473&pg=personal&fr_id=13387
Also, I totally wouldn't mind if you wanted to pass this link off to your super rich friends, lol. No seriously though, if you know anyone who would like to donate please pass it on. :)

Another thing, I am working on getting some fundraisers together. We are doing some as a nursing program but I would love for Phillip and I to do some as an individual team. I was thinking of selling luminaries. I think that doing them for $5 a piece is reasonable, but do you think $3 for 1 or $5 for 2 would be more enticing. Another option is to leave it up to donation for the individuals, but I am afraid some people wont give but 50 cents and then without a baseline I would still have to do it. With the luminaries, I will have people if their here decorate their own luminaries with markers, glitter, etc. but if people far away wanted to buy a luminary they could email me the name of the honoree as well as a tribute message and I will decorate one for them. My friend Beth also mentioned making these super cute flower pins, but I think they will be too time consuming (well at least with someone as crafty challenged as me) so maybe just doing some cute purple ribbon pin for people, what do you all think? Please, those creative souls out there in blog land, send me both your creativity as well as your fundraising ideas. Muchas gracias!!

Another thing, I'm a bit worried about Phillip and the whole Relay thing. I am so totally excited that he's willing to participate, but at the same time, I'm worried about his physcological health. I think that this is going to be emotional, it will be emotional for me, for everyone, but for someone who has a Dad dying of cancer it hurts, you know? I don't think there is anything we can do to lesson the sting, but I am worried. I know he is an adult so obviously he would say that he doesn't want to do it, but I think there are times when we don't think it will be emotional and it hits us. I know I thought I would be fine at the breast cancer half marathon and wow, did some of it just hit me. Here I am running my bum off at mile 6 or 7 and I'd see something that would put tears in my eyes. Who knows, I guess everyone is different.

I love you all, thanks for your support!

8.6 Miles of fun!

I am doing a terrible job posting...sorry.

Today was a good day, as was last night. We started the morning out oh so early to do the March for Babies. Apparently from what I've heard, March for Dimes originated in Gainesville in relations to Shands and we have the LONGEST walk in the nation at 8.6 miles. Well Phillip and Roman Noodle did the walk with me and a few of my fellow nursing students. I will post some pictures later. Roman was so funny because he walked for a bit and then he rode in his carrier, but for whatever reason, the angle his carrier was at, his little nose was smushed up to the front screen which pushed his lips up and he showed all his teeth during his ride...it was funny. The walk was great through, especially around the 5th mile where they had survivor stories on big signs with pictures, but it gets better than that, they had the families with these babies/children/teenagers there. It was a nice pick me up at the mile. Holy crap though, it was quite obvious today that I don't do enough hill training because man am I sore-my knees especially! It was totally worth it though.

Then the rest of my day was pretty boring. I had to head to PetSmart to pick up dog food from Gail and she told me that while they were unloading dogs for adoptions today her Dad fell once after shutting the back door of the van and then once right after that when they tried to help him to his seat. The medics were called and tehy said the same thing I did about orthostatic hypotension. When I got there, about 2 hours after the inital fall I took his pulse and BP and everything was fine. Hopefully orthostatic hypotension was all that it was, fingers crossed. I then got home, quickly showered and babysat for Jodi for a few hours today. I can't complain when I have no money, but man, a nap sounded so good then.

Other than today, my week went well. I passed my very last checkoff of the semester on Tuesday on wet to dry dressing changing. Woo-hoo. I skipped the last hour of lecture on Wednesday because it was awful! I had a rough day at clinicals on Thursday but solely because of doing meds with Pat. She was so slow, she does a terrible job at organizing her time so she helped the other student do med pass, and Amy was terrible. Apparently she took nearly 20 minutes to only prime a new IV line. Needless to say, my patients got their 1400 meds at 1530. I was pissed. Then Friday it honestly wasn't much better. She is slow, doesn't think as critically as most nurses. I had to give Nexium through a NG tube, I knew that I should have mixed the solution before hooking it to the NG tube, but I did it her way. Her was was to kink off the NG tube to prevent air from getting in, then she had me connect the syringe to the NG tube, then add my 15cc of water then add my nexum...well go figure, the Nexium didn't dissolve and it was a pain in the ass. I was furious. I wish we could give meds with our RNs, but I guess it is too big of a liability issue with the school's insurance. I just keep telling myself, T-minus 4 clinical days left we Pat, and I don't have anything to do besides patient care any of those days. Thank goodness.

That's all for now, I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. I intend to spend the rest of my weekend doing NOTHING which will be fabulous. I'll be better about posting next week!

:) Meg

Monday is here, much to my despair.

I hate Mondays. I slept pretty poorly last night, not quite sure why, but I was up a whole lot. I also ran late to school...I got up early to get there early. I was up at 0730, then went and plugged my Mac into my printer to print my NPR, reference page, med notes, and article then headed to the kitchen. I got myself a bowl of Cherrios and sat out on the porch while the dogs played for only 10 minutes, headed in and recopied my schedule from Thursday and Friday as well as my patient reports from those clinical days. I took a quick break and ran into the study to check on my NPR the times I performed my neuro assessments only to find that my printer ran out of ink and all my pages were scribly. I then had to change the cartridge, and then reprinted everything. Needless to say, I didn't get to shower and didn't get out of the house until 0830. My NPR had to be handed in my 0900 on the dot or I failed.

I got there ON TIME! Only to get to class to have Meghan ask me if I finished my sim lab...what sim lab? Oh the one due at 1100...crap! I did it throughout Rita's lecture on...I think it was on obesity. Whatever, lol. Once I got out of my two hours of lecture, I enjoyed sim lab as always, Margaret is fabulous and oh so tolerant of our goofiness. We got out a little earlier and Meghan, Bruce and I headed to Chiles for lunch...yummy-cheese fries! I then headed to Walmart and purchased, AA bateries, stuff to make my coupon book, a bind to transfer my notes from NP2 into and...oh yeah! And fabric to make a sleeve for my camera strap because I fell in love with all the ones posted on etsy but being a full time student and trying to be frugal I didn't want to spend $25 on it. I made my own tonight...yay me! I will post some pictures of it tomorrow, it is drying now.

I also talked to Keri for about a hour and a half. I love Keri, I miss her. I wish we lived closer to one another. We were talking about all her wedding fun. Alex and Ker are wearing white, then the maids are in black. Alex requested to wear something with carolina blue in it, so we decided on a hancheirf in that color and Keri's flower bouquet will be wrapped in that color ribbon. Then since the maids are in black to distinguish, me-her best friend-from everyone else, I will get to pick out my own style of dress...let the fun begin! I am so excited for her.

Then as for Phillip and I, we have had a rough few days. We've bickered, picked on each other, and nagged. Stupid I know, but I don't know how to stop it. I am going back to reading my book because that for whatever reason gives me patience for everything and gives me better insight. With his Dad being so sick it takes so much out of him. I am sure that even without talking to his Dad or any kind of interaction, I am sure he still thinks about it. The emotional rollercoaster for him takes so much out of him. I wish I could be more supportive. Anyways, keep the suggestions to a good relationship coming. I appreciate everything.

Oh yeah, I am also posting two pictures. The first is a new self portrait I needed for photo club and the second is one of Roman Noodle. We were in my room and I asked him if Papa was coming home soon (which obviously he wans't...I felt bad afterward) and this is what he did until I offered him a treat. Enjoy!

Saturday...actually Sunday.

Today was a tough day. It is late and Phillip is asleep next to me with Roman in between us, little stinker. I am surprised he is even still in town after how rough this day was. I'll start back 24 hours ago.

We had gone out to dinner and bowling with our friends. When we got home, Phillip had been driving, I got out of the car in the driveway, because we pull in so close to the side that it is hard to get out the passenger door. Well I got out, and was shutting the door, the window had been open about an inch and I guess as I was shutting the door, Phillip was closing the window which my index and middle right finger were in. OMGoodness, it hurt so badly. I screamed and hit the floor so fast. I basically cried for the next 45 minutes because the pain was really that bad. Finally I turned on the TV, because if it was quiet the pain was intensified and fell asleep before Law and Order was over.

I woke up this morning, pissed at the world. It was just one of those got up on the wrong side of the bed kind of mornings. My fingers were still throbbing, I was hungry, I had to rush out to get to see Coop at soccer, etc. I couldn't get my pants fastened so I woke Phillip up and asked him, then he made some comment about me needing to buy bigger pants, which because I was in a bad mood I took offensively. Then I stormed around the house, asked him to help find my car keys, yelled at him when he was standing there with them because I couldn't find socks, etc. I left being a jerk and called before I got out of the neighborhood to apologize.

I then went and saw my boys...I <3 class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">olds play soccer is an experience in and of itself. There were a lot of tears for the players as they got tired, or another kid got the ball, or when they were told not to touch the soccer ball with their hands. It was amusing.

Then Bill and I and the boys headed to target. I wandered with them, each of the big boys picked out a present, then we both checked out and I headed to PetSmart. I visited with Gail for a bit, met some of her new dogs and just had a nice chat letting her know that I would come by on Monday to visit with her after class. Woo-hoo! :) Honestly though, since her dad has moved in with her she has been so pleasant, it has been wonderful.

Then I got home, was in a fine mood, kissed Phillip hello, took the dogs outside, then Phillip asked me when the face of one of my kitchen drawers had fallen off...huh? Um, never. Well I gave him attitude because for whatever reason I was convinced he had done it. It was basically all down hill this morning since I woke up. to quickly summarize the rest of the day. We didn't talk through lunch, fought while folding laundry, I then went to bed because my belly hurt and he took a nap also. He woke up and we fought again because I was frustrated he was standing there staring at me while I was cleaning. He left the room, I followed, we fought some more. He left and went out for a bit. We apologized over text message and then he came home. For whatever reason he was still upset, came home picked a fight with me and then it exploded.

Now we are ok, we've gotten over it, but I just hate days like this. Ever since his Dad has gotten sick things have been different between us. He understandably has been weird. He has no patience, and for those of you who don't know me well, I am someone who you have to have patience with to be friends with. He gets angry so much more often, basically his fuse is just that much shorter. We are both trying and Lord willing tomorrow will be a better day. We are going to relax and head to the garden festival at Kanapaha, I'll try to remember to take pictures. That place is beautiful. Well I'm off to bed, I can't figure out if that is Phillip snoring next to me or Super, so sleep is calling me name!

Do any of you in blog land have any suggestions on how to deal with this? Any tips on getting along with your SO? How about dealing with a person who is so emotionally fragile, because I feel like I am always walking on egg shells, and it is so hard! Any suggestions would help and be greatly appreciated.

Long couple of days...

This has been a very long couple of days, so I am thinking that this post will be short.

On Tuesday I went to class, then went out with Meghan. We went to lunch and studied for about 3 hours, I came home and studied for about 3 more hours, went for a quick run, and then studied again for about 3 hours...It is awful. I got up this morning at 0630, headed to the Bagel Cafe, studied for about an hour and a half there. Well, I had my test this morning and pulled an 86!! As long as my grade keeps going up I'll take it. Others were not as fortunate so an 86 rocks my socks. Well after the test today, I went and got something to eat and then headed to the ED at NFRMC to get checked out...I was there for 7 hours! I have been having terrible stomach pains for the last 3-4 weeks, so I wanted to make sure nothing was wrong--there was nothing evident on the CT or blood work. I am just now making a concerted effort to start eating healthier. I will let you'll know if I make anything super tasty.

That's all I've got for you tonight. I'm exhausted, so until tomorrow my lovely blogger friends. :)

Not Me Monday

Over spring break I had a paper to write and I did not BS the entire paper, no not me, I wouldn't do that. I am way to dedicated to school to make up an old person and pretend to have done a safety inspection with them. Nope, not me. Also over break, I did not put off studying the entire time. I would never do that. I did not forget that my binder was in my car and not realize it was there until last night, nope. I also did not bring it with me to the BBQ last night, bring it in the house and leave it sitting closed on the counter. Nope, not me. This spring break went by WAY to quickly and I did not skip classes the first day back after a week off. Nope, not me, I am far to studious to do something like that. Whoops!

I also did not spend 2ish hours on the Wii last night at Phillip's house. No not me, I would never waste my precious time with something as mind numbing as a Wii. I also did not eat Reeses Pieces for lunch, no not me, I am an athlete, far too healthy to do something like that. I also raced on Saturday morning and ran into a friend from high school there and I did not sprint through the finish line just to beat her--nope, I would never do that. Also, since I did not sprint into the finish line, I did not take third place for my age group. :)

Oh yeah, so my best friend got engaged on Friday night (Yay Keri and Alex!!) and while I was shopping for wedding stuff I did not pretend I was looking for stuff for my wedding. Nope, I was completly focused on my best friend the entire time. I did not flip through wedding magazines and admiring dresses and thinking about the dress I will wear someday when I get married. Nope, not me, I was definitely only looking for Ker. I also did not want to keep the presents I got her for myself, and hide them so Phillip didn't see them and secretly plan my wedding...not me.