huh?

someone please explain to me why suddenly some of my words are double underlined and automatically a advert pops up?

I WILL get past this!

So, as some of you may, or may not know. I got pneumonia, again. For those who are counting, that is the third time in 13 months. I started to get sick just before Valentine's day and I have still been struggling. And by struggling I mean: trying not to pass out when climbing the stairs from my basement. Having my patients listen to my wheezing and suggesting I get into the bed and they take care of me. Having to go back on high doses of steroids and antibiotics, again, and again, and yet again. Coughing so hard I think my left lower lung was expelled somewhere in the process. In other words, I am having FUN, baby! It was getting a bit..... discouraging.
Luckily. (?) I work with some very intelligent, strongly opinionated pulminologists who care about the health of their nurses. I was recently accosted by the several of them and yelled at. "Oh SUUUUURRRREEEEEE. You get pregnant, and you see a gynecologist. But, you have problems with your lungs and will you see a pulminologist? NOOOOOOOO!!!!" Really, they are good guys, I promise.
So, they maneuvered to get me in this past week, rather than waiting the usual length of time, till June. It was a very LONG day with every test imaginable. Many were tests I had never even heard of. (they were very cool. If you want I'll tell you sometime about the clear box they made me sit in.)
My primary diagnosis? Are you ready for this? Sitting down everyone?
Sleep deprivation.
Really? I just went through FOUR hours of tests and have hyperventilated countless times for THAT? oooooohhhhh. come closer. I am going to hurt you.........
Luckily for Dr Sundar he had more. Apparently I sleep too deep when I do get to go out. I bypass the usual pattern. The concerns are: one I don't get the proper cycle, and two, I go so deep, EVERY soft tissue and muscle in my body relaxes. Including the esophagus. That causes reflux and I aspirate the acid into my lungs. awesome.
Really, this is a good thing. Because, now I know. We are now taking steps to prevent further damage. And, hopefully, I am now on the path to getting better.
This may be a small success, but I'll take it.

A story to share.....

There is a family here who almost lost their son. They used a new technology at Primary Children's to save his life. And the mom is an amazing author. Her ability to talk as a mother with such amazing faith...... Thought I might share their story: stakerzxposed.blogspot.com Start at February 1st and have lots of tissues handy.

OK, so I haven't posted in FOREVER. I know. But the question is, how much do ya'all really read this? Just wondering if I wanna take the time to try n catch up with my tons of photos I am behind on. Sorry folks, that last bout of pneumonia kicked my butt pretty bad and I am still dragging a bit. Whatdya think? Do we try to catch up? Or just go on from here?

So, ya proud of me? I actually updated my blog list instead of making my Mom do it! :) Lazy, yes, I know.

You might be interested to see that not only did I add friends and family, but also my husband's blog. Taking landscape photos is one of his hobbies, so he decided to post them to start getting constructive criticism. I think he's pretty good, so take a peek.

Chuckle

When getting ready for work today, I was quizzing Kenna on her spelling words. Suddenly, she yells out: "Oh Shaun you have no idea how lucky you are! Wait till you get old, life is so hard! You have to do SPELLING TESTS!"
Oh, if only spelling tests were the one bane of my existence!
And...... if she is old, then what am I?

My Beast

We all know Shaun can be a trouble maker. He's especially hard when I am working, he's got too much energy and I get very little sleep. Usually only an hour or two during his nap time.
I discovered yesterday how bad things can get when he doesn't nap.

The last few days Shaun has decided he no longer needs to sleep. Yesterday I was in between shifts (worked the night before and was going to work again that night.) And he was NOT going to take a nap. I finally just tried laying him in his crib. What does he do? Starts rocking the crib till it is SLAMMING into the wall. Can't let him stay in there, he'll either knock the crib over or knock out the entire wall. I take him out and hope if he stays awake longer, he'll get tired enough to put down again.

So by noon, I was awake 24+ hours and I crashed. Not sure how, but I was instantly asleep for over an hour. I wake to Shaun throwing a diaper in my face. He is buck naked and in the process of peeing on the floor (and laughing hysterically about the pee). That's when I sit up and notice my surroundings. He took an entire box of cereal and spread it all over the family room. Of course it's all crushed in. Shaun climbed the kitchen sink and emptied an entire bottle of hand soap into it to make bubbles. He had gotten into my room and used my deodorant to paint on the carpet. And lastly, he used an entire stick of concealer to decorate himself. Even his little butt cheeks were drawn on.

At the time I was too tired to be anything but hysterical. I really should have been taking pictures, cuz now it's funny. Luckily for him, he decided to take a nap today. If not he might have ended up in the river. ;) From now on, though, if he doesn't sleep I think I need to lock him in the toy room and sleep in there with him.

I still can't believe I managed to sleep through that much!

Yup

Well, ignoring every one's advice, I decided to take the job. It will be a huge cut financially, I am opting to give up my management pay as well as all the other stuff. But, what ultimately made me decide is the work environment.
First, my floor has oodles of issues. There is one RN who has actually showed up to work smashed a few times. One bring her laptop to work to look at porn. She'll stop for a few months after she gets in trouble, and then starts back up again. And the entire talk/attitude of the place is horribly negative. Lots of sex talk. Lots of "I hate being in health care." No one helps each other. And people having affairs is not even hidden. Everything I hear about IMC is it is very professional and everyone works together.
I've been talking to a lot of people about my new floor. Apparently my new manager, Katie, is very much of the opinion that it is only a job, and family must come first. While we already know Annette's attitude is the exact opposite; work must come before everything else. I think that is what made the final decision for me.
In the end, I have decided the money isn't worth what I have to be staying for.
I start training at the end of the month.

So, do I take it?

Well, I have been keeping an eye on the job board at work and an opening came up for one of the critical care units. I looked at it, didn't even submit an application, and I quickly got a call from them later. They wanted an interview NOW, they already knew me and offered me the job the second I walked into the interview.
The plus of taking the job: more room for advancement (I can't get any higher where I am at now.) I get to play with more cool toys, like chest tubes, pacemakers, and probes in people's brain (SWEET!) It's a unit where we are not expected to work overtime. It's something new with a lot for me to learn.
The negative: I wouldn't work only weekends any more, much more babysitter money. My commute changes from a 5-10 min drive to a 30 min. Almost 2 hours on the days BYU has football games. More time away from the kids, and more money in gas. No pay raise. And, I leave a unit where I know I love to work. I have to go through 3-5 weeks of orientation, during the day, what do I do with my monsters?
What do you guys think?

On a different note, I have lost 17 lbs since giving up my Mt Dew! 5 from giving up the soda, 5 from having pneumonia, and 7 on the South Beach. Butthead Aaron has lost about 10 or 12 just on the diet. But, technically, I am STILL ahead. hehehe Still not feeling much more energy. But my clothes are fitting better. I'll take that little bit.