I’m sorry I haven’t been around much lately. I’d like to say that the events of the last few months have just left me speechless, but those who know me best will know right away that this is a lie. Debi is never without words. Truly.
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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 cancelled from my shift at the hospital the other day. I know, it’s a little crazy to think that nurses would actually be turned away right now when all we’re hearing about are the nonstop reports of the impending invasion of COVID-19.
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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
Pocono kitchen view.
What perfect weather to tell you about Continue reading
As we rush around today trying to make the wishes Continue reading
It always starts the same way. With a silly grin, Ruby Wren takes my hand, we walk through the big sliding doors together, and she starts saying, 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
Growing Nurse Debi 