Another one....

Not that anyone reads this....so I almost forgot about this thing. Just thought I'd take a break from my usual crazy ass life and write a little message in this thingamagiggy. Not much is new. I am still at the U. I just started my clinical preceptorship in bone marrow transplant at LDS Hospital. I want to mention how happy I am that I am healthy. It is interesting to me what silly things we all get caught up in, or pissed off at, throughout our day and then I go to work or to clinicals and I see people that are on the verge of dying with the best attitude. Makes all of that other shit seem trivial. It really is. It is interesting how people become so concerned about the house they live in, the car they drive, the things they wear and own. I just want to say how fortunate I am to have a roof over my head and a floor to sleep on at night, because when it all comes down to it no one actually takes any of these things with them when they die. It's the experiences that you have and the people that you love that really matter. If everyone could just focus more on the things that really matter and realize how important a kind smile or word is, instead of what Brittany Spears is up to or what new car is out the world would be a better place. My dad told me this story once about a neighbor who justified his new Mercedes because he "worked hard for it". My dad walked away from the conversation thinking about the people in Japan working for Walmart. They work 16 hour days making $2 an hour. Where is their Mercedes? Just a thought for the day.

Here it is kids....or Kim

So here it is, another blog. I almost forgot about this thing. I am just finishing up some studying and thought that I would insert my little two cents for the time being. Life is too crazy, just when you think that you've got it all handled somebody starts throwing more shit at you just to discombobulate you even more than you already were. Interesting how things work out in the end, but when you are in the midst of a crisis or a CRAZY situation it is so hard to think that they will. Despite the fact that everytime I thought that I was incapable of handling something I always ended up ok, I freak out anyways. What is the point? I mean in every other situation I just kind of shrugged my shoulders, dove in head first and figured that I was either getting myself into an assload of trouble or somehow by the graces of Jah I would end up on the other side wondering how the hell I made it out of the whole big mess with my mental health intact (or as intact as I think it is, whatever that counts for). I think that I need to go to the Shambala mountain center in Colorado. It is a Zen center.

I guess it's time for a change....

So I had an interview today at the University of Utah Acute Care Rehab unit. They offered me the job. I am so excited to start my career as a nurse, but I can not help but have mixed feelings because I love the Senior Clinic. I love my coworkers and I know that it is going to be hard for me to leave. I took the position and I start in a week. I am always so sad to leave positions in which I feel so comfortable. I have close friends at my job and special relationships with my patients that I feel are irreplaceable. I guess it's time for a change.

Got a case of the mondays....

Good morning. Fresh snow outside, a fresh cup of coffee, and a cold hard case of the mondays. It is Thursday, however. Has anyone seen sicko? Did they also discuss the money hungry monopoly by which our hospitals are run? My good friend is being forced to come to a meeting with a 101 degree fever, pus pockets in her throat and a sick baby daughter. Did I mention that I work with the elderly population that are part of the immunocompromised?

Here I am

So here I am. Here I am in all of my tiredness. Anyone that might be on here, I suppose I might update on recent events. I am in nursing school and I graduate in 3 months. I work at Salt Lake Regional Hospital (blech!) at the Senior Clinic (YEAH!!!). I am married. I have a spoiled cat named Harley. I drink a lot of coffee. I enjoy running, though I don't get to do much lately. That is about it. I am exploring my options as a nurse, though all signs are pointing to Oncology. I plan on continuing my education after I graduate and go on to receive a Nurse Practioner's license. Apparently the torture that school has put me through has not been enough, so I thought "why not finish the job?". I am sarcastic still. Shocker. Tender feelings need not apply. I live in Taylorsville in a house that I hate in a neighborhood that I loathe. Hoping to move soon. I will live out of my car if it is necessary to keep the too-happy religious recruiting bastards away from my front door. Do they do a line of cocaine before they come a knockin? Famous line from French Kiss, "Happy people make my ass itch."........

Blogtastic?????

So I am told that I just write....write...write...write....I've never blogged before. This is so exciting. Blogtastic I might even say......