These last few months have been full of accepting unwanted realities, haven’t they? Actually, my last few years have been weighted pretty heavily with this, if I’m totally honest. Illness, challenges, pain, disappointments, shock, loss, grief, acceptance … I personally continue to trip my way through this muck of tangles on a daily basis.
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You can call us crazy, if you want. It’s okay. You can shake your heads with that knowing smile at the chaos that’s certain to become our lives. We don’t mind. You can even think it’s way too soon after losing our sweet Cookie just a week before. That’s fine. We just disagree.
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I wish I could tell you that last night wasn’t horrible. That the migraine that had already wasted most of my yesterday had not just continued to build as the day crept forward.
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I was telling one of my nursing friends yesterday that I still get that little squeeze of anxiety Continue reading
I started out my Monday with my phone ringing at 0511. Apparently we’re short-staffed again Continue reading
As we rush around today trying to make the wishes Continue reading
“Pain is what the patient says it is.” These words are first spoken to us very early Continue reading
I want you to know that I see you there. I may be in and out of the room Continue reading
I usually feel it first behind my right eye. I suppose it could be described as an ominous little nag of ache on the back of my eyeball when I blink. Continue reading
Someone had closed his door. He woke up all alone in there – old and confused. Continue reading
