For some reason, I haven’t told a single person about you. I’m sure it’s a little bit due to embarrassment on my part, Continue reading
Right at shift change I knew that something was wrong. My gut was screaming to start the day by checking her first. Things just didn’t seem right. Her labs looked terrible. SHE looked terrible. Continue reading
Authenticity. Honesty. Substance. Realness. These words keep fighting their way to the surface this morning as I struggle with my jumbled-up thoughts. Continue reading
When you see me rushing off the unit in the evening, it may look like I’m running away from you … and maybe I am. In a way. At least a tiny bit.
I don’t necessarily think you have to be a nurse to experience these, but that’s when I first started noticing them myself. They’ve been with me through my first five years of practice, Continue reading
As a nurse on a fast-paced telemetry unit, each and every shift is a blur of call lights, monitors, meds, rounding doctors, ringing phones, and endless beeps. There are ECGs to read, Continue reading
I went to a meeting recently where the speaker began by saying that we need to keep an open mind. Well, I’ve been Debi long enough to know that Debi just doesn’t do that well. Continue reading
There are many aspects of Lupus that I hate. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it. I do. Continue reading
You get up before dawn while your husband still sleeps. You stretch. Every stiff, achey joint groans. Coffee. Shower. Put on scrubs. Eat something. Anything. Drive. Park. Step away from your normal. Leave it all behind and just walk through those doors.
I told Tommy this morning that I sure wish I could take some of this from him. Continue reading