I had a bit of a “moment” about midway through my shift the other day. I was walking down the hall and all of the sudden I felt that tickly feeling sneaking up behind my eyes. Continue reading
These last few months have been full of accepting unwanted realities. Actually, my last few years have been weighted pretty heavily Continue reading
Sometimes I really want things to just get easier. I can’t help it. I do. I know I probably seem like a bratty bellyacher even thinking like that, but today … I really can’t seem to help myself. Continue reading
No matter what your profession, there are just some days where a little help is needed to put one foot in front of the other and go do it all over again.
The chaos of nursing tends to get to me at times. Those who have the distinct pleasure of either living or working with me Continue reading
It may not be apparent in whatever chaos surrounds you at this moment, Continue reading
Stillness. Quiet. Healing. Rest. That’s what this stressed-out girl craves.
You matter. And so does your beautiful story. Everybody’s does. I learned this the hard way.
It was late in the afternoon on my first shift of two-in-a-row. So far, it had been a pretty calm day – a rare gift on my crazy unit. My patient team had been manageable, I was amazingly caught up on my charting, and everything was looking pretty good for an on-time departure.
Then my phone rang – I had a new patient coming up from the ED. Continue reading
I probably should’ve known when that sneaky weariness smacked me from out of nowhere late Monday morning. Continue reading