A Mom's Rattlings

2003-08-12T09:11:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday Terry. Hopefully you will find something, somewhere to make you happy.

The virus... LovSan, or W32blaster, whatever you wanna call it. Has attacked. It hit Chuck's computer last night. He's working on it at work today. Fun Fun

2003-08-12T08:54:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I'm really pissed. Another long post ranting about work and the irresponsibility of my sister in law, and guess what.... it's gone....

I really love this. I should have known to cut and paste before I hit post and publish, I should have known.

Grrr... Ok.. So my sister in law and brother in law are irresponsible and have trashy friends. They go out drinking and partying and have no concern for their children. Work sucks, because the people I work with irritate me.. nuff said. Maybe more later

2003-08-05T05:39:00.000-07:00

Another thought... if you can't find any clothes... why must you destroy the piles of neatly folded clothing that I have on the couch instead of the pile of unfolded laundry that's just thrown there??? Please tell me this

2003-08-05T05:38:00.000-07:00

OH... I forgot... American Wedding... Cute, but, definately a wait for PPV or HBO... Not as screamingly funny as the first, not as generally humorous as the second. I hate porn spam IM's... they piss me off

2003-08-05T05:35:00.000-07:00

I long for the mornings when wake up time was later than 6 am. John... My late sleeper woke up at 6 am this morning. With the Saur... banging my head... the pupdog under me and Dooby randomly banging around. I long for the days when he didn't want to get up until 10 am.

He just finished eating peepa for breakfast... Pizza in toddler talk, demanded rapidly after he saw daddy wrapping Pizza up to take for lunch to work. now he's hovering... not on Jacob of course... on me... The upside to this awakening early is that Buffy is on. I always senjoy a good BTVS but this one... I only have eyes for you... is one of my favorities. At least until Spike and buffy hook up.

I'm thinking seriously about how I'm going to nap tommorrow, because I'm insane, and agreed to work tommorrow night because the boss person didn't schedule anyone... which makes no sense to me. Laundry to do today, packing and the like.... We're going to Texas this weekend... Thrill thrill Joy Joy

More coffee... two is just not enough... Might catch Nip/Tuck tonight. But it comes on the same time as Charmed, and I'm pleasantly addicted to Charmed. Ok... first load of landry on... a rewash since Chuck left it in the washer, instead of drying it this weekend, like would have made sense. Then to surf qvc, and ebay...

2003-08-04T17:51:00.000-07:00

I'm pissing Chuck off. There's nothing on tv so I'm bored. Especially the condition he left the house in this weekend. He's getting lag for his game. Oh well... I'm so terribly upset. John finally took a nap at get this 5 pm. 5 fuckin pm. Not when I needed him too... like any time from 10 am until 3 pm when the migrane was from hell, and it was hot as all get out in here because the AC was fucked. Then of course it's been a Suzanne Somers weekend on HSN. I hate it... I'm broke and I want one of just about everything. Then of course this evening was Marie Osmond dolls. I'd love to start collecting but once again... I'm broke.

Summer sucks. Nothing on TV. The heat is ridiculous. Jacob has whined all damn day. I think I'm going to watch a movie

2003-08-04T07:46:00.000-07:00

It's the Monday after my weekend to work, which means, my house is a wreck. My kitchen is a disaster, and there are no clean glasses, because my husband and my son think that they have to have a brand new glass every time they get water/coke/juice... etc... It also means I'm tired and grumpy and will have to spend the majority of the day clenaing up after their mess from the weekend. If I could only get him to take out the trash... GRRR it irritates me to no end. I can manage to get laundry, dishes, and kinda tidy up around here when I'm home with the kids... but NOT him..

I hate people who perpetually call in... especially on the weekend. There are two of them, and they both work my weekend, and you can guarantee that one or the other of them will be either sick or have car trouble... and one of them has a horrible habit of just not showing up or calling at about 7 and saying she overslep and will be an hour late. The shame is she's a darn good nurse. Of course if I tried that mess, I'd be fired on the spot. I try not to call in. I don't always succeed but last time I called in was in June with my 10 day stint with the pink eye.

Two weeks from today and the mommy chorus will be one voice down. We finally got Jacob's school supply list in the mail Saturday. It's not too terribly bad, just a few things. I requested off the Sunday for Jacob's open house. I have yet to be able to go to one because I'm usually working.

John's taken to carrying around a Scooby all over the place. he wanted to feed him breakfast this morning, and he's sitting in his chair with Scooby on one side, toast on the tray and watching Jay Jay the Jet Plane. I'm kinda concerned that he'll be over the wiggles, as much as he likes Jay Jay by the time his birthday comes along. oh well he's getting Wiggles anyway, especially since I've already bought the stuff.

2003-08-01T06:17:00.000-07:00

Well, I dropped 200 bucks yesterday buying school clothes for the oldest monkey. He got five pair of pants and a good half a dozen t shirts. Then there were other things that I got.... including a couple of tops for mom, and some clothes for dad. Jacob's got two weeks before the grind starts again. I'm not sure he realizes exactly how soon that is. I did convince him that a new backpack was needed, I'm tired of looking at the camo one.

I'm supposed to be writing an email to my sisters, internet love. The guy who God told her they were meant to be together. She's stopped eating just about everything , become a hermit, and stays up all night and sleeps all day because she's talking to the goofball. I still think dad needs to pull the plug on her, but I don't think that will happen. I guess I'll try to work on that today. Lord knows if it will do any good, but dad called again last night so I'm dying to know what kind of stunt she has pulled this time.

Today's her birthday...

My sister Stephanie is having a girl. She found out last week. I've already started picking up a few things. In that matter I'm afraid I'm turning into my mother. I'm going to scour ebay in a while. I'm so hopelessly addicted

Oh hell.... the computer crashed... Now I can just hope that the whole thing doesn't blow and I loose all this post...

2003-07-28T06:40:00.000-07:00

Ok. So I'm ticked. I decided to restart this thing because I had fallen into a deep depression, then I get this huge long post done and bam... it gets lost because my dear darling son crashed the computer playing his game. Oh well..

He's dissapointed now, because I told him his game playing decreases as of today, because I'm cutting his game playing significantly in preparation for school to begin. I'd love to get a school supply list, but Country day is pitifully derilict in their duties to supply me with a list. I guess they're not used to anal moms who like their kids to be prepared before hand, not the day before school started.

I've decided to talk to his doctor about his super paranoia and panic. He's scared to death of everything and the things that come out of his mouth amaze me. Things I would never have thought of when I was his age. Fears and panics about him dying his brother dying.... I think this isn't normal... His daddy think's it's a phase, of course his dad suffers from major panic attacks that I've finally convinced him to be medicated for. It has helped significantly.

My back is killing me... I hurt it doing CPR Friday, of course it seems like more days than not I come home from work with my back killing me. If it's not any better by tommorrow I'm going to try to get a MD appt. I know this isn't normal. I just hate to go complaining about back pain, because it's so subjective, and I have always had this fear of being considered a seeker. I have chronic migranes, and back pain. those are two of the most common problems that drug seekers come in with.

John is so silly he's talking up a storm. I can't believe how much he's grown. He speaks in full sentences. Of course I think he's the smartest two year old on the planet... can I be wrong...

2003-02-28T17:14:00.000-08:00

I've been of a singleminded persuit lately. Alternately searching Amazon.com for True Crime and Psycho Serial killer stuff, and searching E-Bay for "The Wiggles" merchandise.

I was at Books a Million yesterday and picked up a couple of books for myself, but mostly books to entertain Jacob since 1) he made straight A's on his report card and 2) he is off all week next week for Mardi Gras. Yeah I know it's not a major holiday anywhere else, but around here it's an all out occasion. Of course most schools only take off two days. Jacob however goes to a private school and they don't take off all these other teacher converence days, and stuff, so they get to take a whole week off for Mardi Gras. I'm off three of those days as usual.

About the true crime books. I picked one up yesterday, then it fell off the bottom of the buggy. I can't remember the title, so I've been scowering Amazon for it. Haven't found it yet, but I've wish-listed about three dozen others.

It's pathetic. I'm watching Baywatch Hawaiian wedding, because there is absolutely NOTHING else on Television

2003-02-27T16:39:00.000-08:00

I'm trying not to be, but I just can't help myself. You guys remember the shooting that happened last week here where the cops were killed. Well a few groups have heald candlelight vigils in the officers memories over the last several days. There has been a lot of media coverage of the funerals and the like. It really is a huge tragedy. I mean this is the first time in 40 years that an officer has died in the line of duty here.

Well last night the NAACP held a candlelight vigil for the GUNMAN! Can you believe it. This murderer. The man who shot one cop, then two days later killed two and wounded four more, in a friggin drug crack down. What in the holy hell makes them think that he DESERVES a candlelight vigil. Now they're making it all racial. They're on an anti-cop tear, and saying that the police invaded this neighborhood just because it was a black neighborhood, and randomly started shooting. UHM I was watching the crap on television. THIS MORON started shooting at the cops. They were going there to serve a warrant because he had shot a cop two days before. Why the hell is this the cops fault??? I just can't see it.

Yes, I feel for his mother. Loosing a child in any circumstance is hard, but what about the two men that he murdered, who were just doing their jobs????

Here's the article http://www.thetowntalk.com/html/1344FFAE-D1A7-40EB-9A1D-7A3BD1BC5C6D.shtml

And another http://www.thetowntalk.com/html/FD884AD4-B484-4447-AC98-041FAC9B6CE6.shtml

I just am having a hard time getting over this one. Maybe it's because my dad's a cop, and this hits close to home.

2003-02-25T12:40:00.000-08:00

Grossly mispronounced medical term of the day.

Plasitories - "you know those things you stick up their hiney when they're vomiting." Oh.... a suppository! Also overheard at work yesterday, CPO disease, instead of COPD, and Hi Hernia, for Hiatal hernia. Of course Plasitories take the cake!

I had an on call day yesterday. That's well and good. I got to sleep late and then got up, fed Johnny, took a shower, did a load of laundry then the phone rang. 11 am. Of course I knew it was going to happen, It was almost insane to put someone on call on a Monday morning, those are the days when all hell breaks loose. Of course, I only had to work 7 hours instead of 12. There are good things in every situation :o)

Johnny has decided that morning naps are a thing of the past. He's crashed right now and has been for a little more than an hour. It's a miracle though, that I actually got to put him down. He's so pretty when he sleeps so quiet and peaceful. Quite different from the rambunctious toddler that dominates our lives

Today is report card day for Jacob. The seven year old. It's devastating to him if he has anything less than perfection. I guess he got it honestly, as I was the same way when I was little, but I'm trying hard not to push my neurosis on him.

It is a whopping 43 degrees outside. Did I mention that Sunday it was so warm that we had the air conditioner on. Wonderful Louisiana weather. If you don't like it wait a minute it'll change. It's no wonder we all have head colds. I'm finally going to go see a doctor Thursday because this cold has been lingering on for a month or longer. Maybe I can get it over with once and for all.

Dale Jarrett won the race at the Rock Sunday. Cool.. we both like DJ, especially since Hubby used to work for UPS. So we're pleased. It was a good one. No major Crash booms.

2003-02-22T18:09:00.000-08:00

Thursday afternoon there was a stand off in our town. Two police were killed and four injured. It's the first time in 40 years that the town has lost an officer in the line of duty. I'm still in shock, because things like this aren't supposed to happen in this small little corner of Louisiana. My thoughts and prayers go out to them. Here's the story

Then there was the huge RI fire that killed 96. A senseless thing really. Things like this usually are. It's such a tragedy. I've heard rumors that they're going to be charging the people responsible. I think the rumors of murder charges are a little much. Negligent homicide I can see. Murder... notsomuch.

Finally in the news, that poor little transplant victim died today. The senselessness of this act just really ticks me off, and I hope the poeple responsible for it are punished in some way. I'm not one who is very fond of the idea of malpractice suits. I guess that's because I work in the medical profession, and I've seen and heard of some of the most frivilous ones imaginable, but if there was ever a case that justified a malpractice suit it was this one. I was talking to the surgeon at our hospital yesterday about it. The amount of checks and balances that should have happened, but didn't in this case was uncalled for. It just breaks my heart.

My relationship with both of my parents is somewhat strained. I always feel that I have to work extra hard to not tick anyone off. The cause for a constant headache. My parent's were divorced when I was young, my dad, just by sheer distance, and bullshit from my mom, wasn't around a lot when I was younger. My mom, thinks I'm the cause for all that is evil in this world. It's always been this way, and I am trying to make myself stop working overtime to please them. I disapointed my dad today. We were supposed to go meet him and my step-mom and sister at a Civil War reinactment about an hour from here. But Jacob, the 7 year old got sick. He started running a temp this afternoon, right before we were to leave. Dad was disapointed but I can't take him out in the muck and wet. I always feel bad about it, but I'm an adult. I have to do what is best for my kids.

My mother seems to always be dissapointed. My sister had a housewarming money tree today... I know... Tacky... I didn't agree with the theme, but I, of course, know nothing about ettiquite, or anything else for that matter according to them. She didn't outright say anything, but I'm sure I'll hear all about it. Not only was I 5 minutes late, but I arrived with my Mother in Law, and left before the party was officially over... Oh well... I guess they'll live too right!

Survivor note! Janet got the boot. Knew that was coming, she got sick the first day... Joe Millionaire note... ANOTHER FRIGGIN WEEK... I didn't think they could drag it out any more.. NASCAR note... Waltrip won Daytona in a shortened race. Oh well at least it wasn't JR.. I'm about tired of the whole "his Daddy" issue. I know he died in a tragic accident at Daytona 2 years ago, but the world must go on. Dave Blaney won the pole at the Rock... Captain Attitude, and my man Tony Stewart is 33rd. Oh well, I've seen him come back from worse

2003-02-20T10:18:00.000-08:00

You are Miranda. Men tend to be intimidated by you
because you're so intelligent and you most
probably earn more than they can even dream of.
You're quite a private person and don't like
anybody interfering in your business. You're
the one with her head screwed on and you offer
brilliant advice. You sometimes find
compromise difficult.

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2003-02-20T07:19:00.000-08:00

I've been reading about that poor little girl. You know the one who got the wrong organs. I'd like to say that that could never happen anywhere that I've ever worked, but I won't be that nieve. I guess it could happen anywhere, but my God, thats insane. The checks in place to prevent something like that are just astronomical, and there is just absolutely no excuse for that to happen. I know that medical errors happen, and I'm proud to say that in my 10 year nursing career, I've only made one. Yes, I'm bragging, I have a right to brag. My record is excellent, and the medication error I've made was a minor one, that caused absolutely no harm to the patient.

I'm absolutely paranoid about this. I constantly double check myself. And that's hard when You're constantly doing fifteen things at once with about 15 people demanding something of you. I feel so sorry for that poor little girl, and I pray that the repeat transplant is successful. The Story Here

Speaking of work. This Wednesday was much better than last Wednesday. I'll have to tell you, that I work every Wednesday, and have for the last year or so, and Wednesdays are historically, the most insane days of the week. Especially because I'm usually working as the only RN on the floor. Yesterday, I had help, so that made things alot better. I wasn't completely stressed when I left last night, and that's unusual for me on Wednesdays.

Tonight's Survivor night. We usually make a pretty big deal out of it. We've watched every season of the show. I cook a pretty big supper, and we're all in the living room in front of the TV all night, for Survivor, CSI, and ER. I'm off every Thursday, because My Mother in Law, who is also my baby sitter, needed a couple of days where she could schedule things during the week, without depending on my very unpredictable schedule. Therefore I've arranged to be off Every Tuesday and Thursday to accomadate her schedule. It's the least I can do, since I don't have to pay for a sitter, and I"m lucky that the baby gets to spend every day that I"m at work with his grandmother.

I don't know about this whole girl versus guy thing on Survivor this season. So far the girls are NOT impressing me. I was incredibly dissapointed last week with the ladies. They were NOT acting up to their full potential. And the chickie boo's washing their buff's in the drinking water. Hell there would have been one kinda fight going on :o)

2003-02-17T15:46:00.000-08:00

I have a cold again. This sucks I tell you. I jut had one two weeks ago. It's not fair, and it makes me grouchy. Of course, I have to work with this crap, because I called in when the baby was sick.

Speaking of the baby, He's got five teeth coming in at once, all four molars. Can you say KING GROUCH! And then of course there's the 7 year old, who's decided that marching around in circles screaming to the top of his lungs is a good thing. Can I go upstairs and cover my head and fall asleep for about 24 hours. But, alas, a mothers work is never done. I've got meat for supper defrosting in the microwave, although it'll be a quick one, hamburger helper tonight.

Maybe I'm so grouchy because, although I only work three 12 hour shifts a week, I worked all of mine for last week and one for this in a four day period. Maybe I'm just exhausted

Tonight's the finale of Joe Millionaire. I'm excieted. I'm dying to know how they react to the news. We're reality show junkies. It's a disgusting habit I know but oh well, what else is there to do :o)

2003-02-13T17:00:00.000-08:00

You come from Dark Water. You are solitary and
find peace in yourself, or maybe you're
turmoiled but pull off peace.

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2003-02-13T16:49:00.000-08:00

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2003-02-13T12:37:00.000-08:00

Open note to the physicians!

1. Just because you discharge a patient does not automatically mean that that bed will still be open 10 hours later when you decide to admit another.

2. Just because said bed is not open, and I say, oops, sorry we're out of beds, is NOT a reason to go off on me. Sorry, but there are 8 more physicians in the community admitting like crazy, and only 40 something possible beds in the house. Do the math.

3. If you feel that your patient is sicker than some other patients in the hospital, and you deserve the bed more, that IS NOT my problem. Talk to your collegues, ream them a new one for keeping patients in longer than needed or for admitting for no reason. I cannot discharge a patient without an order. And NO, I will not call that doctor and ask him to discharge so you can admit.

4. If you have a conflict with another physician, be an adult, resolve it amongst yourselves. It is NOT my job to play go between between grown men with educations. Oh... and these petty pissing contests that you have do nothing but make my job hell and make your patients unhappy, usually at nurses, instead of at you guys for acting like school age children.

5. Insert administration into the above statement, and it should read the same.

6. Please don't be surprised that it's the middle of winter and I have no beds. Again, if you want more beds talk to administration. I'm not a frigin carpenter. When I say there are none, there are NONE. That means, NO, there aren't any more patients that I can put together to give you a room. NO there is not a compatible patient that I can put yours with. Yes.. I know they're sick, and I'd accomidate them if I could. I can't just say that there are no beds because I get a wild hair. Transfer them elsewhere. Sorry if it'll cut down on your profits this month, but I don't have a BED!!!

An open note to patients.

I'm terribly sorry you had to wait hours in outpatient. Really I am. You see your doctor didn't think it necessary to call and ask if we had any beds before he sent you over to be admitted, and well I've gotten calls for 7 rooms in the last 20 minutes. We'll have a room for you. We're going to discharge a patient but it might take a while. You see this other patient has to wait for a ride, and well, I can't hurry that process along any. We're also having to move seven or eight patients around to accomidate the massive influx of patients we're getting. I'm sorry if you have to move rooms after you're admitted, but sometimes that happens here. They want us to admit more and we can't do that unless we put compatable patients together.

I'm also sorry that it's taken me a while to get into your room to assess you and ask you all these annoying questions. I have five other people waiting to be admitted. I have a patient going bad down the hall and four others screaming for pain medication. I also have patients needing routine medications, IV's that have gone bad, that everyone else has tried to start, and three different doctors screaming that they want to talk to the charge nurse. I'm sorry, I'm the only RN on staff today, please bear with me

2003-02-10T21:28:00.000-08:00

Valentines day! Geez is this the pressure holiday or what. My husband (Chuck) and I are kind of sporatic on our gift exchange for this particular holiday. About every other year we actually have the money to exchange gifts ourselves. I'm easy; jewelry is pretty much always welcomed with open arms. I saw something I loved on HSN last weekend and told him that's what I wanted, he said order it, so I did.

He on the other hand is so not helpful about this issue. He hasn't a clue what he wants, or if he does he won't tell. He keeps saying that he always had a problem with Valentines day being a gift giving holiday. Hell growing up with my mother, every holiday is a gift giving holiday. I think it was more along the lines of her trying to out-do anyone and everyone. She still does. Especially my in-laws. I swear she lives to try to out-do anything they do for the boys.

So, anyway, he won't tell me what he wants me to get him, and I haven't a clue. Right now I'm seriously considering dumping a whole pile of candy in a bag and handing it to him. I was going to get him a new wedding ring, because he smashed his to smithereens when a computer server fell on his hand, alas, they've jacked the prices up for the upcoming holiday.

The boys are easy, candy, a stuffed animal, a box, hell they're easy to please.

Oh well I guess I shouldn't put too much of an effort into it. After all I have to work all day that day. Oh well, I'll spend V-Day at work to have a four day off stretch. In nursing, those are few and far between.

Johnny has to go have a repeat chest x-ray tommorrow. Hopefully it'll be pneumonia free. Lord knows that right lung was slam full, and those five days in the hospital were absolute torture.

2003-01-30T14:41:00.000-08:00

I never thought this would happen. When I was 15, I just knew that I'd have a successful career and spend all my time, ever so happily working, come home in the evening, pick up the kids at day care and spend this idealistic evening with supper waiting, being able to read quietly and the children playing happily. I never knew that by the itme I was 31, there would be nothing I'd want more than the chaos and noise of toddler television programming, the scream of a baby, a grade schooler running around, spelling words to be studied, cartoons to be analyzed and we'd all pass out exausted into the bed together.

I never dreamed that the most pleasure I would get out of life would be in the smile of a child. Hearing my one year old say MYMAMA, or hearing my seven year old explain the plot of the latest episode of his favorite cartoon. Who knew that being a mom would be what I wanted most in the world. Yeah, it's hard. Yeah, it's frustrating. There are some days when I just want to scream, but I wouldn't give it up for the world.