I got pulled over for the first time.
I had been hanging at a friends house, just chatting.
I had told another friend that she could spend the night at my house, but I had to pick her up.
I was having a really good time talking with the first friend, and kept telling the second friend that I would be there in a minute.
Well, eventually I made it to the car and started driving to the second friend's house. In her neighborhood of 25mph, where several people have since told me they drive 45mph, I was going 35mph, in my Mother's minivan.
A minivan.
A MINIVAN.
The policeman kept shining his flashlight in the back windows looking for something, I don't know what.
Anyway. I got off with a warning.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Now that I'm an adult
I read the directions on recipes more closely.
Before I would just ask someone in my house what I should do or assume that they would help me if my cooking experiment got out of hand.
Sometimes it doesn't matter how much you read the directions though.
Today I made steaks. I thoroughly read the directions. And still they came out weird. I don't know. Maybe I am just spoiled. I blame it on my Mother. She feed me good steak my entire life, so now I can't enjoy sub-par steak. Oh well, I guess the next thing I will "borrow" from my Mother's freezer will be steak. Kaywa didn't seem to mind the steak though.
"Every moving thing that liveth shall be meat for you; even as the green herb have I given you all things." Genesis 9:3
Before I would just ask someone in my house what I should do or assume that they would help me if my cooking experiment got out of hand.
Sometimes it doesn't matter how much you read the directions though.
Today I made steaks. I thoroughly read the directions. And still they came out weird. I don't know. Maybe I am just spoiled. I blame it on my Mother. She feed me good steak my entire life, so now I can't enjoy sub-par steak. Oh well, I guess the next thing I will "borrow" from my Mother's freezer will be steak. Kaywa didn't seem to mind the steak though.
"Every moving thing that liveth shall be meat for you; even as the green herb have I given you all things." Genesis 9:3
Saturday, October 30, 2010
The Banquet
Yesterday was the CareNet banquet. I was really nice. My parent's, Kaywa, and a girly friend from school came. I cried a little during the testimonies. Its so amazing to see how the love of God can change people's lives.
The Attorney General Ken Cuccinelli spoke. One thing I didn't know was that VA has a parental consent law on abortions now, interesting.
I miss being there every week. I love being able to help people practically and show God's love. Which is really what Christianity is all about.
One thing was funny yesterday. I talked to my Mother before we left for the banquet and she asked me if I needed anything from the house before she left. I told her not to forget the coat that I forgot there last time I was home. And if she had any peanut butter around the house that she could bring me, because I ate all of mine. And told her I wanted a shower head for Christmas. Exasperated, she said she would give me money to buy peanut butter and a shower head (apparently she didn't hear that I wanted it for Christmas). Okay, thanks Mother, that will work out perfectly.
When we meet up with my parents at the banquet, my Father is holding a Target bag and my coat in his hands. In the bag: peanut butter and a shower head. He carried it around all night. =) Thanks y'all. I mentioned to Mother that they could have left it in the car until after the Banquet and we would have just meet up and got the stuff. She said they didn't know how closely we were parked to each other and didn't want it to be a hassle to meet up in the parking lot after. Well, we were parked about 10 spaces away from each other, they might have actually driven passed my car to get to their parking space.
On a side note, Kaywa made breakfast for me, and she is sweeping and mopping the kitchen floor whilst I blog. She is becoming such a good housewife.
"And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature." Mark 16:15
The Attorney General Ken Cuccinelli spoke. One thing I didn't know was that VA has a parental consent law on abortions now, interesting.
I miss being there every week. I love being able to help people practically and show God's love. Which is really what Christianity is all about.
One thing was funny yesterday. I talked to my Mother before we left for the banquet and she asked me if I needed anything from the house before she left. I told her not to forget the coat that I forgot there last time I was home. And if she had any peanut butter around the house that she could bring me, because I ate all of mine. And told her I wanted a shower head for Christmas. Exasperated, she said she would give me money to buy peanut butter and a shower head (apparently she didn't hear that I wanted it for Christmas). Okay, thanks Mother, that will work out perfectly.
When we meet up with my parents at the banquet, my Father is holding a Target bag and my coat in his hands. In the bag: peanut butter and a shower head. He carried it around all night. =) Thanks y'all. I mentioned to Mother that they could have left it in the car until after the Banquet and we would have just meet up and got the stuff. She said they didn't know how closely we were parked to each other and didn't want it to be a hassle to meet up in the parking lot after. Well, we were parked about 10 spaces away from each other, they might have actually driven passed my car to get to their parking space.
On a side note, Kaywa made breakfast for me, and she is sweeping and mopping the kitchen floor whilst I blog. She is becoming such a good housewife.
"And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature." Mark 16:15
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Before actually getting to homework
I perpetually check my school email,
And Facebook,
And blog stats,
And AOL email,
And pending grades,
And other people's blogs,
And Facebook,
And grades
Before actually getting to my homework.
If I put as much attention into my homework as I do checking email and Facebook, then I would probably not have so much homework to do right now.
"Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth." 2 Timothy 2:15
And Facebook,
And blog stats,
And AOL email,
And pending grades,
And other people's blogs,
And Facebook,
And grades
Before actually getting to my homework.
If I put as much attention into my homework as I do checking email and Facebook, then I would probably not have so much homework to do right now.
"Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth." 2 Timothy 2:15
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
The Miami Pizza Place
There was this one time I was in the Miami airport all by my lonesome.
And I had walked past the don't walk past this sign or else you will have to go through security again. Oops.
I was hungry.
So I went to the pizza place they had there and ordered a slice of pizza and a soda.
While I was filling up my soda, the creepy, old, cleaning guy said to me, "Hey, you wanna share you soda with me?"
Me, smile and walk away.
Please explain to me why I have so many of these stories.
"Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hid." Matthew 5:14
And I had walked past the don't walk past this sign or else you will have to go through security again. Oops.
I was hungry.
So I went to the pizza place they had there and ordered a slice of pizza and a soda.
While I was filling up my soda, the creepy, old, cleaning guy said to me, "Hey, you wanna share you soda with me?"
Me, smile and walk away.
Please explain to me why I have so many of these stories.
"Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hid." Matthew 5:14
Boring title
I am currently waiting on 4 grades to get posted. A quiz, a performance test, a paper, and an exam.
Why does it have to take soooooooooooo long to get posted to Blackboard?? Don't the teachers know that I am on the edge of my seat, with bated breath waiting for the grades?
I just need some answers.
Now, back to my Care Plan.
"Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord." Psalm 27:14
Why does it have to take soooooooooooo long to get posted to Blackboard?? Don't the teachers know that I am on the edge of my seat, with bated breath waiting for the grades?
I just need some answers.
Now, back to my Care Plan.
"Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord." Psalm 27:14
Am I intruding?
I'm doing a project/paper for school. I had a patient in the hospital, got all the information from them, and now have to put it all together in this nice, long paper.
I just feel sometimes that I am intruding on these people's lives. They are sick and in the hospital, and I am collecting info about their drugs and their history to write a paper on. I realize that they don't care that much, or they might have volunteered to have a student nurse follow them around all day, but I feel like I'm taking something from them and not really adding to their care. Helping them to the bathroom and changing their sheets is nice for them, but is that really a good trade. Maybe it is nice just to have someone to talk to while they are there. Now that I got that off my chest, I'm going to finish my paper, and not worry about it anymore.
"This is my commandment, that ye love one another, as I have loved you." John 15:12
I just feel sometimes that I am intruding on these people's lives. They are sick and in the hospital, and I am collecting info about their drugs and their history to write a paper on. I realize that they don't care that much, or they might have volunteered to have a student nurse follow them around all day, but I feel like I'm taking something from them and not really adding to their care. Helping them to the bathroom and changing their sheets is nice for them, but is that really a good trade. Maybe it is nice just to have someone to talk to while they are there. Now that I got that off my chest, I'm going to finish my paper, and not worry about it anymore.
"This is my commandment, that ye love one another, as I have loved you." John 15:12
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Sometimes I feel like an adult
Most times I don't.
I am sitting here on the couch in the living room of my apartment thinking about life.
Thought 1: It is super hot in here, and I was thinking of turning the AC back on, after its been off for at least 3 weeks. Kaywa talked me out of it. I am going to be an adult and just open the window.
Thought 2: There is a pan in the sink right now, that I made chicken in on Sunday. It is still dirty. Me and Kaywa are apparently playing "Chicken" on who is going to clean it. I think she will probably win tomorrow morning, when I will finally clean it out.
Thought 3: I like candles, but fire scares me.
Thought 4: I have so many projects that are going to be due soon that I don't know which one to do first. IPR? Care Plan? Presentation? Or study for pharmacology?
Thought 5: I am half way through my 4th year of college, and I don't know how to study. I basically cornered a teacher today and told her what I was doing and asked her how to change what I was doing to help me do better. I really should have done this before. I don't think I was prepared for this, but then is anyone really prepared for what is next?
Thought 6: I haven't washed my sheets in a while.
Thought 7: I really miss my family. I love school, but there is just something about sitting on the same couch you've always sat on, in the same house I've always lived in, with the people who I am used to seeing all the time.
Thought 8: I am going to be responsible for people's lives. People are going to ask and are asking me questions about their health. And that is scary. I just hope that I can give the correct information without looking it up on my Ipod.
Thought 9: I need someone to take the trash out. Me and Kaywa don't like to do it.
Thought 10: I have yucky potatoes in the pantry that smell bad, but I don't have time do deal with it (and you are thinking, Stop blogging and you will have plenty of time. My answer is, this is my therapy.)
Thought 11: I need a hug.
Thought 12: I need to find a church, and fast.
And to top it all off, all of this went through my head in about 2 minutes, even though it probably took me 10 to type it. And in another 2 minutes, there will be another 12 different things running through my head. No thought blocking tonight.
"Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you." 1 Peter 5:7
I am sitting here on the couch in the living room of my apartment thinking about life.
Thought 1: It is super hot in here, and I was thinking of turning the AC back on, after its been off for at least 3 weeks. Kaywa talked me out of it. I am going to be an adult and just open the window.
Thought 2: There is a pan in the sink right now, that I made chicken in on Sunday. It is still dirty. Me and Kaywa are apparently playing "Chicken" on who is going to clean it. I think she will probably win tomorrow morning, when I will finally clean it out.
Thought 3: I like candles, but fire scares me.
Thought 4: I have so many projects that are going to be due soon that I don't know which one to do first. IPR? Care Plan? Presentation? Or study for pharmacology?
Thought 5: I am half way through my 4th year of college, and I don't know how to study. I basically cornered a teacher today and told her what I was doing and asked her how to change what I was doing to help me do better. I really should have done this before. I don't think I was prepared for this, but then is anyone really prepared for what is next?
Thought 6: I haven't washed my sheets in a while.
Thought 7: I really miss my family. I love school, but there is just something about sitting on the same couch you've always sat on, in the same house I've always lived in, with the people who I am used to seeing all the time.
Thought 8: I am going to be responsible for people's lives. People are going to ask and are asking me questions about their health. And that is scary. I just hope that I can give the correct information without looking it up on my Ipod.
Thought 9: I need someone to take the trash out. Me and Kaywa don't like to do it.
Thought 10: I have yucky potatoes in the pantry that smell bad, but I don't have time do deal with it (and you are thinking, Stop blogging and you will have plenty of time. My answer is, this is my therapy.)
Thought 11: I need a hug.
Thought 12: I need to find a church, and fast.
And to top it all off, all of this went through my head in about 2 minutes, even though it probably took me 10 to type it. And in another 2 minutes, there will be another 12 different things running through my head. No thought blocking tonight.
"Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you." 1 Peter 5:7
Dinner time prayer
I forgot to pray before dinner, so I prayed before dessert. Today when I prayed for dinner it went something like this:
"Dear God, Thank you for the food we ate and bless it. Bless Kaywa and whatever she is doing tomorrow. Bless Kathryn as she has clinical tomorrow at 6:30 in the morning. And bless me as I sleep in late and leisurely do homework the rest of the day. Amen."
True story.
"Thou that art highly favored, the Lord is with thee." Luke 1:28
"Dear God, Thank you for the food we ate and bless it. Bless Kaywa and whatever she is doing tomorrow. Bless Kathryn as she has clinical tomorrow at 6:30 in the morning. And bless me as I sleep in late and leisurely do homework the rest of the day. Amen."
True story.
"Thou that art highly favored, the Lord is with thee." Luke 1:28
Monday, October 25, 2010
I have a problem
I don't know when it started.
The problem is... I am crazy when it comes to food preparation and the dishwasher.
The food prep anal-ness might have to do with the nursing school and hygiene/food poisoning control.
And for some reason, a reason I don't understand, I think that if the dishes don't go into the washer a certain way, that they aren't going to get clean, or there won't be enough room in the dishwasher for everything. And I will move stuff around, that I know would be fine, just because it wasn't where I put it.
(I think my Mother might have liked for me to develop this attitude toward the dishwasher earlier in life, lol.)
There is a word for this and it is Obsessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder; part of the actions of this are perfection and being unable to share responsibility.
This is it. I'm tired of being anxious about the dishwasher, yes, I realize to some that might sound crazy. It sounds crazy and is crazy. But that is how I feel.
Sorry for spreading the crazy around, and thanks for making dinner, Kaywa.
"Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ." 2 Corinthians 10:5
The problem is... I am crazy when it comes to food preparation and the dishwasher.
The food prep anal-ness might have to do with the nursing school and hygiene/food poisoning control.
And for some reason, a reason I don't understand, I think that if the dishes don't go into the washer a certain way, that they aren't going to get clean, or there won't be enough room in the dishwasher for everything. And I will move stuff around, that I know would be fine, just because it wasn't where I put it.
(I think my Mother might have liked for me to develop this attitude toward the dishwasher earlier in life, lol.)
There is a word for this and it is Obsessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder; part of the actions of this are perfection and being unable to share responsibility.
This is it. I'm tired of being anxious about the dishwasher, yes, I realize to some that might sound crazy. It sounds crazy and is crazy. But that is how I feel.
Sorry for spreading the crazy around, and thanks for making dinner, Kaywa.
"Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ." 2 Corinthians 10:5
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Anal Leakage
So these chips someone bought (not me, but thanks for the thought) contain Olestra or Olean.
When you eat these chips, they leave a funny, greasy feeling in your mouth.
And they cause steatorrhea.
Anal leakage.
Eww. No.
But anyway, I want some chocolate. Or some peanut butter. Or some tapioca pudding. Or some meatloaf. Or some sausage.
"Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's sake and thine often infirmities." I Timothy 5:23
When you eat these chips, they leave a funny, greasy feeling in your mouth.
And they cause steatorrhea.
Anal leakage.
Eww. No.
But anyway, I want some chocolate. Or some peanut butter. Or some tapioca pudding. Or some meatloaf. Or some sausage.
"Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's sake and thine often infirmities." I Timothy 5:23
Abstract thought
People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.
What the heck does that mean?
My psych teacher gave that example of a statement you could used to evaluate a person's abstract thought. And you would do that as a part of an evaluation for schizophrenia.
Don't judge a book by it's cover.
If life gives you lemons, make lemonade.
Take the road less traveled.
Ta-da.
"How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!" Psalm 139:17
What the heck does that mean?
My psych teacher gave that example of a statement you could used to evaluate a person's abstract thought. And you would do that as a part of an evaluation for schizophrenia.
Don't judge a book by it's cover.
If life gives you lemons, make lemonade.
Take the road less traveled.
Ta-da.
"How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!" Psalm 139:17
Friday, October 22, 2010
Comedienne?
Kaywa is mean to me.
This is the conversation we just had:
Kaywa - "Your blog is like a really long Facebook status."
Me - "Nuh uhhhhhhh"
Kaywa - "You already have 23 blog posts."
Me - "So."
Kaywa - *rolls her eyes*
Me - "You're just jealous because I have funny stories to tell."
Kaywa - "They aren't funny."
It is Friday night
And Kaywa and I are sitting on the couch, in silence, studying.
Yes, studying.
I'm currently on upper respiratory problems, specifically epistaxis. I know you know what that is.
Go ahead, Google it, so you know for sure.
Ok, now, back to me. Before coming to "real" college, I never thought twice about sitting home on a Friday night doing homework, or watching a movie or whatever. Actually for a lot of my young life, we went to church on Friday nights.
But now, I wish there was something to do. Really, I cannot think of something though.
Next Friday I have plans! I, Kaywa, a classmate friend, my parents, and a friend are going to the Care Net banquet. I'm really excited. We get to dress up fancy and eat a fancy meal and then hear the Attorney General speak.
"Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, [therewith] to be content." Philippians 4:11
Yes, studying.
I'm currently on upper respiratory problems, specifically epistaxis. I know you know what that is.
Go ahead, Google it, so you know for sure.
Ok, now, back to me. Before coming to "real" college, I never thought twice about sitting home on a Friday night doing homework, or watching a movie or whatever. Actually for a lot of my young life, we went to church on Friday nights.
But now, I wish there was something to do. Really, I cannot think of something though.
Next Friday I have plans! I, Kaywa, a classmate friend, my parents, and a friend are going to the Care Net banquet. I'm really excited. We get to dress up fancy and eat a fancy meal and then hear the Attorney General speak.
"Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, [therewith] to be content." Philippians 4:11
Thursday, October 21, 2010
I'm ready to settle down
And finish this Diet/Nutrition paper.
Its boring. I sent the teacher my paper last week and she sent me a really, really long email back about how I messed the paper up and needed to fix the whole thing. I don't know how I messed it up that bad, but it was.
I guess I just got to finish it. One page down, two or so to go. It really shouldn't be taking me this long.
Tomorrow is going to be fun being home by myself and just studying. I just don't like eating by myself; it more fun to cook when you have someone to cook for. Except for today, we went to Chic-fil-a for dinner.
Since every Chic-fil-a is set up the same, you will be able to picture this in your head. Kaywa and I were sitting in the last booth on the right next to the bathrooms. We had just sat down to eat, and a guy walked up to go to the bathroom and was intensely staring at us (read me, because I am the one who attracts the creepers). He went to the bathroom then walked out. On his way passed us he said to me, "Hi, how are you?" Being the nice person that I am, I said, "Fine. How are you?" "Fine. Thank you," he said. If it weren't for his intense staring, it would have been a normal conversation, but it was weird.
Kaywa hates it when I talk to strangers. She doesn't talk to strangers. I figure they are only strangers because you don't talk to them.
"Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares." Hebrews 13:2
Its boring. I sent the teacher my paper last week and she sent me a really, really long email back about how I messed the paper up and needed to fix the whole thing. I don't know how I messed it up that bad, but it was.
I guess I just got to finish it. One page down, two or so to go. It really shouldn't be taking me this long.
Tomorrow is going to be fun being home by myself and just studying. I just don't like eating by myself; it more fun to cook when you have someone to cook for. Except for today, we went to Chic-fil-a for dinner.
Since every Chic-fil-a is set up the same, you will be able to picture this in your head. Kaywa and I were sitting in the last booth on the right next to the bathrooms. We had just sat down to eat, and a guy walked up to go to the bathroom and was intensely staring at us (read me, because I am the one who attracts the creepers). He went to the bathroom then walked out. On his way passed us he said to me, "Hi, how are you?" Being the nice person that I am, I said, "Fine. How are you?" "Fine. Thank you," he said. If it weren't for his intense staring, it would have been a normal conversation, but it was weird.
Kaywa hates it when I talk to strangers. She doesn't talk to strangers. I figure they are only strangers because you don't talk to them.
"Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares." Hebrews 13:2
It is early.
I sit here eating oatmeal, which I don't really like, getting ready to go to my clinical in about 10 minutes.
I enjoy going, but I don't enjoy getting up early.
I already figured out that I will probably be home at 1345 today and I plan on taking a nap from 1400 to 1500.
Knowing that makes the day better.
"He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake." Psalm 23:2-3
I enjoy going, but I don't enjoy getting up early.
I already figured out that I will probably be home at 1345 today and I plan on taking a nap from 1400 to 1500.
Knowing that makes the day better.
"He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake." Psalm 23:2-3
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
I need a drink
Of water.
I think I might be dehydrated. Maybe I should drink all day long instead of stocking up in the morning and at night.
The doctor at the out-patient clinic today had several painting in the office. They were really nice and we asked about them. He said he painted most of them from pictures and from travel guide brochures. I was jealous, because I've been to cool places and can't get the picture in my head on paper, and he just looks a pictures and puts them on canvas.
I am thinking of taking painting lessons - eventually. Maybe over the summer?
I'm thinking about getting my doctorate in nursing. Wouldn't that be awesome? Dr. Hart?
The other day in my Skills class, we were learning about chest tubes (used when people have a pneumothorax, or a collapsed lung). The teacher asked for a volunteer to be the doctor. She volunteered me. =) I put a chest tube into the dummy and the teacher proceeded to call me Dr. Hart the rest of the class. It made me happy and a little puffed up, but I need words of affirmation.
So sometimes I dream stuff that already happened, and my dreams make the story better, then I can't remember later what actually happened. This is what I remember:
Teacher: Dr. Hart, here's the tube, the suction is ready.
Me: Thank you, nurse.
Class: *Hysterical laughter*
I was amused.
I need a drink.
"Jesus answered and said unto her, If thou knewest the gift of God, and who it is that saith to thee, Give me to drink; thou wouldest have asked of him, and he would have given thee living water." John 4:10
I think I might be dehydrated. Maybe I should drink all day long instead of stocking up in the morning and at night.
The doctor at the out-patient clinic today had several painting in the office. They were really nice and we asked about them. He said he painted most of them from pictures and from travel guide brochures. I was jealous, because I've been to cool places and can't get the picture in my head on paper, and he just looks a pictures and puts them on canvas.
I am thinking of taking painting lessons - eventually. Maybe over the summer?
I'm thinking about getting my doctorate in nursing. Wouldn't that be awesome? Dr. Hart?
The other day in my Skills class, we were learning about chest tubes (used when people have a pneumothorax, or a collapsed lung). The teacher asked for a volunteer to be the doctor. She volunteered me. =) I put a chest tube into the dummy and the teacher proceeded to call me Dr. Hart the rest of the class. It made me happy and a little puffed up, but I need words of affirmation.
So sometimes I dream stuff that already happened, and my dreams make the story better, then I can't remember later what actually happened. This is what I remember:
Teacher: Dr. Hart, here's the tube, the suction is ready.
Me: Thank you, nurse.
Class: *Hysterical laughter*
I was amused.
I need a drink.
"Jesus answered and said unto her, If thou knewest the gift of God, and who it is that saith to thee, Give me to drink; thou wouldest have asked of him, and he would have given thee living water." John 4:10
I'm really digging the psych clincial
But I cannot wait for it to be over.
In-patient was fun, and scary, and different.
Out-patient is unpredictable and informational (sometimes boring).
I really like it. I just cannot wait to have Wednesday free for other things. Only one week left, and I think we are going to a group home for the mentally retarded. I'm really excited about that, especially if we carpool; I like to carpool.
With like 7 some weeks left of school, I'm getting tired and bored. I cannot wait for Christmas break.
"knowing that tribulation worketh patience." Romans 5:3
In-patient was fun, and scary, and different.
Out-patient is unpredictable and informational (sometimes boring).
I really like it. I just cannot wait to have Wednesday free for other things. Only one week left, and I think we are going to a group home for the mentally retarded. I'm really excited about that, especially if we carpool; I like to carpool.
With like 7 some weeks left of school, I'm getting tired and bored. I cannot wait for Christmas break.
"knowing that tribulation worketh patience." Romans 5:3
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Read between the lines
I took 4 tests today, and only 2 of the grades are posted in Blackboard!!!
I've been looking for my grades obsessively since I took the tests first thing this morning.
Its really interesting how students talk about tests right after the test and then after the grades are posted.
Scenario1:
Student 1 - How was that test?
Student 2 - Eh. How was it for you?
Student 1 - Easy, I think. I hope I'm not over confident though.
This is what they should have said:
Student 1 - That test sucked.
Student 2 - I thought so too! I'm glad you said it first.
Student 1 - That teacher is crazy.
Scenario 2:
Student 1 - That was the easiest midterm ever!
Student 2 - I thought so too. What was the answer to that tyramine question?
Student 1 - Red wine.
Student 3 - No, hot chocolate.
Student 2 - I don't remember what I put.
What they wanted to say:
Student 1- I wasted 5 hours on Sunday studying for that stupid test.
Student 2 - That study guide was lame. What was the answer to that tyramine question?
Student 1 - Screw that. Who cares?
Student 3 - I wish I had some food with tyramine in it. (LOL)
Student 2 - Let's get some after class.
Scenario 3:
Student 1 - That test was awful.
Student 2 - It wasn't that bad.
Student 1 - I studied a lot.
Student 2 - I made sure I got a good night's sleep.
What they really meant:
Student 1 - I DIDN'T KNOW ANYTHING!
Student 2 - ME EITHER, WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT?
Student 1 - I watched a Dr. Quinn marathon yesterday.
Student 2 - I made lasagna and petted alpaca this weekend.
Scenario 4:
Student 1 - I got an 89% on the quiz. What did you get?
Student 2 - Eh, I don't want to tell you.
Student 3 - I got a 93%.
Student 1 - Good for you.
What they were thinking:
Student 1 - I'm going to volunteer some information hoping to get some information out of you . I got an 89%.
Student 2 - I failed and don't want to tell anyone. ~OR~ I got an 100% and don't really want to rub it in your face.
Student 3 - I'm definitely happy with my low A.
Student 1 - I need some chocolate.
Just remember to read between the lines.
"For there is nothing covered, that shall not be revealed; neither hid, that shall not be known." Luke 12:2
Life is like a...
Do you ever feel like life is like a game of FreeCell?
You open it up and think, look at all those Aces right on the bottom, this is going to be easy.
Or you open up a game and think, Oh my, the low cards are all on the bottom, I should just quit now.
Well, don't quit. It messes up your statistics. And it makes you look like and feel like a failure when you aren't. At least try it, and the statistics will show what the truth is.
Currently I am having a break in class. I've taken 3 tests today, and have one left at 3:30pm. Goodness and mercy. I can't wait for dinner. There was no bread in the house today, so I had a lunch of applesauce, pretzels, and I have a variety of granola bars in my backpack. I can't wait for Christmas Break!!!
"Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour." 1 Peter 5:8
You open it up and think, look at all those Aces right on the bottom, this is going to be easy.
Or you open up a game and think, Oh my, the low cards are all on the bottom, I should just quit now.
Well, don't quit. It messes up your statistics. And it makes you look like and feel like a failure when you aren't. At least try it, and the statistics will show what the truth is.
Currently I am having a break in class. I've taken 3 tests today, and have one left at 3:30pm. Goodness and mercy. I can't wait for dinner. There was no bread in the house today, so I had a lunch of applesauce, pretzels, and I have a variety of granola bars in my backpack. I can't wait for Christmas Break!!!
"Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour." 1 Peter 5:8
Monday, October 18, 2010
Lasagna
I made lasagna over the weekend, and it was fantastic, if I do say so myself.
I had my friend "Kathryn" over. She's Italian, and she liked my lasagna.
I was proud.
Today, after the midterm, a girl also in my class, who shall remain nameless for the time being, told "Kathryn" she would make lasagna for her, and then "Kathryn" could tell her if her's was better than mine or not.
The events after this statement are hazy. But this is how I remember it went down:
Me: No, don't do it! You don't want to start a fight now do you.
Nameless girl: Eh.
"Kathryn": ummmmm.
All I was thinking was I wanted to rip nameless girl's face off, so she could be nameless and faceless!!!
"...Don't exasperate your children...." Ephesians 6:4 NIV
I'm on my dinner break
My awesome roomie, Kaywa, made dinner tonight. She made spaghetti. Good spaghetti.
In between eating, sleeping, and showering and lectures and clinical, I study.
Tomorrow I have a math calculations exam, a simulation test where I have to suction the dummy's lungs and give him IV medication, I have a pharmacology quiz, and a diet and nutrition midterm.
Wow. That took forever to type, I can't imagine how long it will take to do all of that tomorrow. My first test is at 8:30 am and the last one starts at 3:30pm, so it will take at least that long.
Oh, and I took a Psych/Mental health midterm today.
The fun continues on Monday with a Med/Surg exam.
I'm just happy to be here, right where God placed me.
"...And who knoweth whether thou are come to the kingdom for such a time as this?" Ester 4:14
In between eating, sleeping, and showering and lectures and clinical, I study.
Tomorrow I have a math calculations exam, a simulation test where I have to suction the dummy's lungs and give him IV medication, I have a pharmacology quiz, and a diet and nutrition midterm.
Wow. That took forever to type, I can't imagine how long it will take to do all of that tomorrow. My first test is at 8:30 am and the last one starts at 3:30pm, so it will take at least that long.
Oh, and I took a Psych/Mental health midterm today.
The fun continues on Monday with a Med/Surg exam.
I'm just happy to be here, right where God placed me.
"...And who knoweth whether thou are come to the kingdom for such a time as this?" Ester 4:14
Sunday, October 17, 2010
All I'm looking for is a good church.
That's it. Nothing too demanding. At least that is what I thought.
Before I left I was talking to a friend and she told me it was really hard for her to find a church when she was at school and that it would be hard for me to find one too. I thought - No, I'm different from you, I'm not THAT picky, I'll find one pretty quickly.
Then I went to "real" school (i.e. away from my family, to another city, and I was living in the dorms). I thought, I'm a Christian; I like Christians; I'll find a church, easy. Fifteen some churches later, here I am, church hopping.
I probably am too picky. Spoiled maybe?
I just want a church that has great music, great preaching, and a great young adults/college student group (i.e. one that has male medical or pharmacy or law or seminary school students, other people are fine too, in it).
Is that too much to ask?
I think not.
Kaywa and I went to a church today, that I'll rate a 9 of 10. It met at the Alamo, which is a movie theater here. The music was excellent. The sermon was good, but since it is a church plant, they videoed the main church and streamed it in. I think I'll go back just because of the music. I wish it started later though, 10 am is early for college students.
"Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you." Matthew 7:7
Before I left I was talking to a friend and she told me it was really hard for her to find a church when she was at school and that it would be hard for me to find one too. I thought - No, I'm different from you, I'm not THAT picky, I'll find one pretty quickly.
Then I went to "real" school (i.e. away from my family, to another city, and I was living in the dorms). I thought, I'm a Christian; I like Christians; I'll find a church, easy. Fifteen some churches later, here I am, church hopping.
I probably am too picky. Spoiled maybe?
I just want a church that has great music, great preaching, and a great young adults/college student group (i.e. one that has male medical or pharmacy or law or seminary school students, other people are fine too, in it).
Is that too much to ask?
I think not.
Kaywa and I went to a church today, that I'll rate a 9 of 10. It met at the Alamo, which is a movie theater here. The music was excellent. The sermon was good, but since it is a church plant, they videoed the main church and streamed it in. I think I'll go back just because of the music. I wish it started later though, 10 am is early for college students.
"Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you." Matthew 7:7
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Our doorbell is haunted
It is going off like when my friend in nursing school, who I'll call Kathryn, is at the door. She keeps pushing it until we answer, so we always know when she is here. It went off so many times just now that I couldn't even count it.
No one is at the door!
I always check to make sure no one is there, even when I don't think I heard anyone walk up the stairs or whatever.
Three weeks ago or so, the doorbell went off about 7:30am. Like one minute after I got out of bed. I walked to the door, figuring no one was going to be there. I looked through the peep hole and someone was there. It was the old lady who lives in the apartment below us. I opened the door in my pj's. She introduced herself, which is funny because we have spoken several times before. She asked if our electricity was working. I looked around my house and the fan was on and blowing, I said yes, the fan was working. She asked, if the lights worked. I said yes. She told me her power wasn't working. I said sorry. She left. I got ready for school. Her car was gone when I left at 8am.
"Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created this things, that bringeth out their host by number: he calleth them all by names by the greatness of his might, for he that is strong in power; not one faileth." Isaiah 40:26
No one is at the door!
I always check to make sure no one is there, even when I don't think I heard anyone walk up the stairs or whatever.
Three weeks ago or so, the doorbell went off about 7:30am. Like one minute after I got out of bed. I walked to the door, figuring no one was going to be there. I looked through the peep hole and someone was there. It was the old lady who lives in the apartment below us. I opened the door in my pj's. She introduced herself, which is funny because we have spoken several times before. She asked if our electricity was working. I looked around my house and the fan was on and blowing, I said yes, the fan was working. She asked, if the lights worked. I said yes. She told me her power wasn't working. I said sorry. She left. I got ready for school. Her car was gone when I left at 8am.
"Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created this things, that bringeth out their host by number: he calleth them all by names by the greatness of his might, for he that is strong in power; not one faileth." Isaiah 40:26
We're getting pizza
Because we are too lazy too cook.
This has only happened one other time this semester. I don't mind cooking. But Kaywa doesn't want to watch me cook or watch me clean up, so we are getting pizza.
We are getting it from Domino's. We ordered online, and can track where our pizza is. Currently it is baking and Donald put it in the oven at 5:18pm.
It makes me happy to know that Donald is taking good care of our pizza.
As cheap college students, we are going to pick up our pizza because we don't want to pay a delivery charge. Kaywa only got dressed so we could pick up the pizza; which is funny to me.
The tracker says its ready now.
"Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God." Philippians 4:6
This has only happened one other time this semester. I don't mind cooking. But Kaywa doesn't want to watch me cook or watch me clean up, so we are getting pizza.
We are getting it from Domino's. We ordered online, and can track where our pizza is. Currently it is baking and Donald put it in the oven at 5:18pm.
It makes me happy to know that Donald is taking good care of our pizza.
As cheap college students, we are going to pick up our pizza because we don't want to pay a delivery charge. Kaywa only got dressed so we could pick up the pizza; which is funny to me.
The tracker says its ready now.
"Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God." Philippians 4:6
Friday, October 15, 2010
We went to Southwest VA
I drove. And I was booking it. Then I had to pee. So we stopped at a McDonald's to pee and get an ice tea, a.k.a. a sugary diuretic.
On the way out an older guy says, Hi girls.
We smile and say hi, just like any other nice interaction would happen in the South.
He proceeded to say he had been following us and was trying to keep up.
We then walked out of the building as quickly as possible.
It was weird.
Must I always attract the creepers?
"Deliver me, Oh LORD, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me." Psalm 143:9
On the way out an older guy says, Hi girls.
We smile and say hi, just like any other nice interaction would happen in the South.
He proceeded to say he had been following us and was trying to keep up.
We then walked out of the building as quickly as possible.
It was weird.
Must I always attract the creepers?
"Deliver me, Oh LORD, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me." Psalm 143:9
I have gas...
...in my apartment. I mean, gas heats our apartment and our hot water. Well, right now, only the water, we didn't turn on the heat yet.
The problem is: I DON'T HAVE A GAS BILL!
Really? Another problem with my bills? Really?
I called the gas company and apparently a lot of apartments in Winchester are not getting their bills because the Post Office can't deliver. The bill is due the 17th (which is Sunday?) and I haven't gotten the bill yet. The lady was really nice about it and sent us another bill (hopefully the Post Office will get it here this time) and set the due date back another week (Thank you!). My friend told me her friend sent out wedding invitations here and only two of them got to the people she sent them too.
Okay, boring story.
There was supposed to be a pep rally for homecoming yesterday in Old Town. It was to start at 7:30 and last 'til 9. We got there like 8:15-ish, and it was a ghost town. I try to have some school spirit and this is what happens. I've never been to a football game, or a school dance for that matter. I have to get out more. But I always have homework.
"The hand of the diligent shall bear rule: but the slothful shall be under tribute." Proverbs 12:24
The problem is: I DON'T HAVE A GAS BILL!
Really? Another problem with my bills? Really?
I called the gas company and apparently a lot of apartments in Winchester are not getting their bills because the Post Office can't deliver. The bill is due the 17th (which is Sunday?) and I haven't gotten the bill yet. The lady was really nice about it and sent us another bill (hopefully the Post Office will get it here this time) and set the due date back another week (Thank you!). My friend told me her friend sent out wedding invitations here and only two of them got to the people she sent them too.
Okay, boring story.
There was supposed to be a pep rally for homecoming yesterday in Old Town. It was to start at 7:30 and last 'til 9. We got there like 8:15-ish, and it was a ghost town. I try to have some school spirit and this is what happens. I've never been to a football game, or a school dance for that matter. I have to get out more. But I always have homework.
"The hand of the diligent shall bear rule: but the slothful shall be under tribute." Proverbs 12:24
Thursday, October 14, 2010
I like it on the kitchen floor
Everything in my apartment is white. And by everything I mean the walls, the tile floors in the kitchen and the bathroom, and the two people who live here.
I just can't seem to keep the floors clean. I don't have the time between lecture, and clinical, and care plans, and journals, and home study chapters, and blogging, and laundry, and studying for quizzes, and midterms, and doing projects to sweep the floor.
I convinced Kaywa to sweep the floor today before some people came over. Hurray for me! And I got her to ghetto mop the floor by getting my sponge mop wet and pressing the water out, and then spraying the cleaner onto the ugly, sticky spots on the floor and mopping it up. The floor is good now.
I got to spend my time wisely. Mopping the kitchen floor just ain't one of the important things.
"Redeeming the time, because the days are evil." Ephesians 5:16
I just can't seem to keep the floors clean. I don't have the time between lecture, and clinical, and care plans, and journals, and home study chapters, and blogging, and laundry, and studying for quizzes, and midterms, and doing projects to sweep the floor.
I convinced Kaywa to sweep the floor today before some people came over. Hurray for me! And I got her to ghetto mop the floor by getting my sponge mop wet and pressing the water out, and then spraying the cleaner onto the ugly, sticky spots on the floor and mopping it up. The floor is good now.
I got to spend my time wisely. Mopping the kitchen floor just ain't one of the important things.
"Redeeming the time, because the days are evil." Ephesians 5:16
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Kaywa's insight
The following came out of a conversation about how I wasn't really attracted to the males at the N.A. meeting.
She told me I needed to be "more shallow so I can relate to people better."
"For though I be free from all men, yet have I made myself servant unto all, that I might gain the more. And unto the Jews I became as a Jew, that I might gain the Jews; to them that are under the law, as under the law, that I might gain them that are under the law; To them that are without law, as without law, (being not without law to God, but under the law to Christ,) that I might gain them that are without law. To the weak became I as weak, that I might gain the weak: I am made all things to all men, that I might by all means save some." 1 Corinthians 9:19-22
Self Talk
You're not pretty enough. You need to lose some weight. You're not smart enough. Why did you think you could do this? Who do you think you are? You're going to fail. Stop wasting your time and just go home.
You don't pass or fail
You just do your best
To see the view from wings of courage
To push on through when we're discouraged
It's all about the try
All about the ride
Learning how you were meant to touch the sky
Failures are fliers who touch down
Only they know what it's like to leave the ground
I fear I will be a success at being a failure, Kaywa happened to say this to me while I was writing this blog.
What? What??
No.
Today at the Narcotics Anonymous meeting I attended for my Psych/Mental Health clinical they mentioned negative self talk. I got side tracked in my mind thinking about the effects that self talk has on a person, especially myself. What good does it do me to think negatively about my situation when that is not truth.
The truth is: I am more than a conqueror (Romans 8:37), I can understand science (Daniel 1:4), I am above and not beneath (Deuteronomy 28:13), The Lord will give me wisdom (James 1:5), I am a son of God (John 1:12).
I've been listening to this song by Superchick, yeah, I know its old, but I like it anyways. Here's some of the lyrics:
It's not about success
Life is not a testYou don't pass or fail
You just do your best
To see the view from wings of courage
To push on through when we're discouraged
It's all about the try
All about the ride
Learning how you were meant to touch the sky
Failures are fliers who touch down
Only they know what it's like to leave the ground
So what? I can use http://www.blueletterbible.org/ and find some nice scriptures that pull on my heart strings, and tickle my fancy, and impress you with my knowledge of scripture. I can put up some inspirational (at least to me) song lyrics. I could even quote a movie or two that make me want to take over the world for God. But what good is that? What does it matter if I can quote the scripture or sing some song if it doesn't change my life?
Step 1 to my life/mindset change: Write a scripture on my bathroom mirror; I'm starting with James 1:5.
Step 2: Think that scripture instead of talking to myself.
That's it for now. As the N.A. participants said: God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference.
Change my heart Oh God, make it ever true. Change my heart Oh God, may I be like you. You are the potter, I am the clay. Mold me and make me. This is what I pray.
"That ye be not soon shaken in mind, or be troubled, neither by spirit, nor by word, nor by letter as from us, as that the day of Christ is at hand." 2 Thessalonians 2:2
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
October 2007 Creeper Story
I'm at Sam's Club, buying 2 big bags of Halloween candy for the Christian Student Union at NOVA.
Mother leaves me to go to the restroom. Do you see where this is going?
I go to the register to pay for my candy.
The older guy in front of me says to me, and I quote: "That's a lot of candy for one girl."
Me: "That's a lot of coleslaw for one guy." He had like 5 big bags of coleslaw.
Old guy: "I have a lot of meat to go with it."
"Hide me under the shadow of thy wings." Psalms 17:8
Mother leaves me to go to the restroom. Do you see where this is going?
I go to the register to pay for my candy.
The older guy in front of me says to me, and I quote: "That's a lot of candy for one girl."
Me: "That's a lot of coleslaw for one guy." He had like 5 big bags of coleslaw.
Old guy: "I have a lot of meat to go with it."
"Hide me under the shadow of thy wings." Psalms 17:8
Paying bills
I now officially have 3 bills. You are thinking, 3 bills, that's all? Yes, just 3. Comcast, the gas, and the electric. (I'm not counting the student loans until they become due, 6 months after graduation.)
Sometimes I feel like an adult when I have to talk strongly to the Comcast people. Then I hand them the check with my parent's names on it, and I feel like the 13 year old who asked for Taco Bell money.
I guess its okay because I have to coordinate getting the money from Mother and then getting it to the company before the due date.
Not that I'm complaining. I love being able to focus on school (and blogging) instead of worrying about money (that's what the loan is for).
"But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:19
Sometimes I feel like an adult when I have to talk strongly to the Comcast people. Then I hand them the check with my parent's names on it, and I feel like the 13 year old who asked for Taco Bell money.
I guess its okay because I have to coordinate getting the money from Mother and then getting it to the company before the due date.
Not that I'm complaining. I love being able to focus on school (and blogging) instead of worrying about money (that's what the loan is for).
"But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:19
Comcast is of the devil.
College students must have internet. Wireless internet. Fast internet.
This college experience we have now cannot be fully grasped without internet. From checking email, to checking Facebook, to submitting discussion board questions/answers, to blogging, to papers, to checking Facebook again, I must have the internet.
This college experience we have now cannot be fully grasped without internet. From checking email, to checking Facebook, to submitting discussion board questions/answers, to blogging, to papers, to checking Facebook again, I must have the internet.
Here comes Comcast into the picture. They basically have the market cornered. They lured us in with a "two-fer" deal. Internet and t.v. (Tried to convince my roommate, whom I like to call Kaywa, that we didn't need t.v. But when I heard that we would get Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman, I relented.) We said yes, and they were going to come set it up in the middle of August. Mother and I drove out to Northwestern VA (not sure I want to tell the internet where I live) to meet the cable guy. It was a Friday, cable guy never showed. Really, cable guy, really? I shouldn't be surprised, but I was. The only amusing part was my Mother yelling at the people on the phone.
Whatever, whatever, confusion, confusion. The cable guy came while I was moving in (note, while I was moving in) later in August. He set up the t.v. and internet in the living room, and then set up the t.v. in Kaywa's room, then left the cable box sitting on the floor in my room because I had not yet moved anything into my room, especially the t.v. The gentleman said it would cost $5 extra a month for each box in the bedrooms; I agreed (although the only time I watch t.v. in my room is on Friday mornings when I don't have class, and I watch the 700 Club and then get out of bed).
Fast forward 6 or so weeks. We have not received a bill yet. I call them. They have the wrong address! They tell me they can change my billing address but not my service address. Not acceptable. That is just confusing and annoying. I live here, the cable box is here, and I want my bill here.
Whatever, whatever, drama, drama. We get our first bill after I leave to go home for Fall break this passed weekend. Kaywa gets it and calls me; $400.64. Really?
Today, I pick up the mail and in it there is a bill that the Post office forwarded to us and a nice little letter saying that Comcast understands that their customers are busy, but that we must pay our bill by the 22nd of Oct or they will be shutting off our service. Really?
After and annoying phone call with some lady that told me, "Do you want me to have someone call you tomorrow to tell you what I'm telling you right now?", we got in the car and drove to Comcast.
They close at 5pm and we got there at 5pm (I thought I read they close at 5:30pm, but that is only on Fridays), but they were nice enough to help us anyway, so I must give them some props for that.
Blah, blah, blah. I paid my half of the bill (with the check my Mother gave me), and Kaywa's mommy is sending us the rest.
I'm not sure if this story makes sense, but the bottom line is, Comcast doesn't know where I live, but I know where they are. Kind of funny. Oh, and I think they have bullet proof glass in front of the windows at the Comcast office. I wonder why?
I should be praying for favor.
"And Jesus increased in wisdom and stature, and in favour with God and man." Luke 2:52
What Industry Am I in?
One of the profile questions on this nice little blogspot asks what industry I am in. I was looking for health care, but it wasn't an option and I couldn't type my own in. So I haphazardly picked science. I don't really know what made me do that other than the fact that I have taken more science classes in my short college career than my 15 year old self would have thought she would have taken. There is more science in nursing school than I ever thought about. If I had known this before starting down this road, I might have taken another path.
High school science was a joke. I hate to say it, but it was. Really, its hard to be interested in biology when you have to watch a video of someone else dissecting a frog.
First semester of college, Fall 2007 (OMG, I am getting old), I took math and English and some philosophy classes at Liberty U. I was not planning then on getting my bachelors of science (I was going to be a rich business woman).
It is amazing to me how God brought me to this point. From me crying over my high school chemistry and mom reading over the answer key, and me avoiding all the science class in college, to getting my bachelors of science in nursing, I am overwhelmed to know that God has right where I am supposed to be right now.
"For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end." Jeremiah 29:11
High school science was a joke. I hate to say it, but it was. Really, its hard to be interested in biology when you have to watch a video of someone else dissecting a frog.
First semester of college, Fall 2007 (OMG, I am getting old), I took math and English and some philosophy classes at Liberty U. I was not planning then on getting my bachelors of science (I was going to be a rich business woman).
It is amazing to me how God brought me to this point. From me crying over my high school chemistry and mom reading over the answer key, and me avoiding all the science class in college, to getting my bachelors of science in nursing, I am overwhelmed to know that God has right where I am supposed to be right now.
"For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end." Jeremiah 29:11
Monday, October 11, 2010
Apparently I attract the creepers
The other day, I was talking to this guy at outside the bookstore at the nursing campus at school. He asked for my phone number; I gave it to him.
I can hear you all saying, Katie, Katie, Katie, why did you do that?
Here is what I say to that, I felt like it. He didn't seem like a creeper then.
Okay, I saw him later that same day at a restaurant, just by chance. And we talked, whatever. Nothing exciting.
The next day, my friend, who I'll call Ann, Facebooked (the verb) him. He is married and has a baby.
What? What?? What???
I told this man that I didn't date married men. "I'm separated," he said. Really? Come on now.
Oh, did I say that this was the first time in my whole 21 years that a guy asked for my phone number. Well, I guess I won't be able to say that again.
Not looking for a mate anymore, one must fall in my lap from Abba Father.
"But let patience have her perfect work, that you may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing." James 1:4
I can hear you all saying, Katie, Katie, Katie, why did you do that?
Here is what I say to that, I felt like it. He didn't seem like a creeper then.
Okay, I saw him later that same day at a restaurant, just by chance. And we talked, whatever. Nothing exciting.
The next day, my friend, who I'll call Ann, Facebooked (the verb) him. He is married and has a baby.
What? What?? What???
I told this man that I didn't date married men. "I'm separated," he said. Really? Come on now.
Oh, did I say that this was the first time in my whole 21 years that a guy asked for my phone number. Well, I guess I won't be able to say that again.
Not looking for a mate anymore, one must fall in my lap from Abba Father.
"But let patience have her perfect work, that you may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing." James 1:4
Access to Healthcare
Sooooo, I've been thinking. What does it mean when people say that it should be a right to have access to healthcare? As a healthcare provider in training, I am trying to see things in a more professional manner, or a more adult manner (more to come about me becoming an adult later). I had an epiphany the other day. Access to healthcare has nothing to do with insurance or a universal health care program. It has to do with being able to see a health care professional when you need help.
For example, I went to South Dakota this summer. There I saw how far people had drive to get to the only hospital on the reservation. There was one hospital for a reservation the size of Connecticut. Can you believe that?!? I can think of 2 hospitals just in Prince William County, not including all the walk-in urgent care centers, the doctor's offices, and the new Minute Clinics (very nice idea).
Another example, the homeless. What happens if they physically cannot get to a doctor or nurse practitioner? They don't have cars or money to get on the bus. They can get forgotten because they can't get to a professional.
It is just interesting.
I don't know what the answer is, but I like to talk about it. Maybe I'll get an RV and travel around nursing the poor and sick and hurting.
Oh, by the way, I feel like that because Father God owns the cattle on a thousand hills and is the Kings of kings, money isn't much of an object. God will provide the supply if I get off my butt and do something about it.
"Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me." Matthew 25:40
For example, I went to South Dakota this summer. There I saw how far people had drive to get to the only hospital on the reservation. There was one hospital for a reservation the size of Connecticut. Can you believe that?!? I can think of 2 hospitals just in Prince William County, not including all the walk-in urgent care centers, the doctor's offices, and the new Minute Clinics (very nice idea).
Another example, the homeless. What happens if they physically cannot get to a doctor or nurse practitioner? They don't have cars or money to get on the bus. They can get forgotten because they can't get to a professional.
It is just interesting.
I don't know what the answer is, but I like to talk about it. Maybe I'll get an RV and travel around nursing the poor and sick and hurting.
Oh, by the way, I feel like that because Father God owns the cattle on a thousand hills and is the Kings of kings, money isn't much of an object. God will provide the supply if I get off my butt and do something about it.
"Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me." Matthew 25:40
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