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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Don’t you hate how it’s the most difficult days that actually teach us the most? The ones that seem to engulf you in a neverending downward spiral that both hits you rapid fire, but moves in maddeningly slow motion all at the same time?
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What is normal, anyways? Well, whatever you do … don’t ask a nurse because their view has been forever skewed. We truly have no idea anymore. And we have to not only learn to live with it, we also have to press on in spite of it.
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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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What kind of love is this?? I mean, seriously.
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It’s 4 AM when it begins. It’s my mind. My heart. They’re awake. Both of them. Wide awake. Again. Processing. Remembering. Pondering. Aching. Heavy. Burdened. Continue reading
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
Growing Nurse Debi 