Wednesday, December 28, 2011

A Real Life Ghost

Did I ever tell you about the day I saw a ghost?  A real live ghost?

No?  Okay, I'll tell you.

My girlfriend (henceforth referred to as Princess) text me and tells me she needs a ride home from work.  It's only like 2 minutes from my house so no big deal, we'll get to hangout after.

For the fun of it my Brother and my brother's girlfriend (henceforth referred to as Girlfriend) decide to go with me to pick up Princess.

When we get there we find out that the reason she needs a ride is because she had a flat tire.  My Brother being the strapping young man he is decided that we could change the tire for her.  Princess gets her keys out to open the trunk to get the spare tire out and the trunk doesn't open.  Brother tries to open it.  I try.  Girlfriend tries.  It does not open.  Somehow we decide that she must have the valet key.  And that we must go back to Princess's house to get the real key.

We drive the 2 minutes to her house.  And then back to her car.

We try and open the trunk.  And fail.

My Brother's friend (henceforth referred to as Friend) shows up to help.

Stuff happens, blah, blah, we get dessert, we drive back to Princess's house again.

Finally we get the trunk open, get the spare out, find the jack.  Try to jack up the car, and it rolls back and makes a loud noise.  The loud noise attracts a dude who offers to help us.  He says he has a nicer jack in his car.  He walks back to his car to get it and comes back to change the tire.

But I have to go to the bathroom!!!  Like now.  So I leave to go into the store.  When I left the dude was sitting on the ground starting to change the tire and Brother, Princess, Girlfriend, and Friend are watching.

When I get back, they are all standing around looking for me.

Brother: Where were you?
Me: In the bathroom.  Did you change the tire already?  That was fast.
Brother: No, I turned around for a second, and that dude was gone.
Friend: Yep.
Me: Did he change the tire?
Brother: No.
Princess: Ugh!!!
Me: What?
Brother: Yeah, he just left, and took his jack with him.
Me: It must have been a ghost.  An angel would have changed the tire.

And that is the story of when I saw a real life ghost.  It was pretty intense.  We did eventually get the tire changed though.

"Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares." Hebrews 13:2

I Need To Relax

Just took a bath.

Trying to relax.

It's hard to relax when the teacher didn't post the grade yet.... Okay, well, I know what grade I got in the class (a great grade!!) but she didn't post it in the appropriate place yet.

It's also hard to relax when I keep thinking how much I need to relax, because after this break, there will be no more breaks.  I'm graduating nursing school in May, and then I have to get a real job.

I told you I was a tad bit crazy right?

So I'm going to go work on my photo album that I'm making for my missions trip to the South Dakota Indian Reservation I went on a year and a half ago.

Anddd I need some extra cash to go to the nursing conference this semester, so if you know me personally, hit me up to babysit.  Think of it as an investment in my future.

What else can I do to relax?

"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.  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 rightousness for his name sake.  Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff comfort me.  Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.  Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever." Psalm 23

UPDATE 12/28/11 1355: The grade is posted!!! Now all I have to worry about is how this is my last break before becoming a real adult.

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Christmas Eve!

It's Christmas Eve!!!

Starting to get excited.

We just finished wrapping all the presents.

I think I need more chocolate though.

Home for the holidays!

"Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us." Matthew 1:23

Monday, December 12, 2011

Slow Learner

I think I might have already forgotten the lesson I learned this morning....

(See previous post.)

"O my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not mine enemies triumph over me." Psalm 25:2

Trust Issues

Have you ever thought about whether you really trust God?

Yeah, you hear in church that you have to trust Him.  But do you really?  Do I really?

I think it takes baby steps.  Learning to trust God not just as a whole, like you trust all chairs to hold you up, but in individual instances, in different everyday circumstances, is what I need to work on.

Of course I trust to to protect me (Psalm 18:2), make my path straight (Isaiah 45:2), and that he has a plan (Psalm 37:5).  But do I trust him in the little things?

No matter what?  "Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him," Job 13:15.

When I'm afraid do I trust Him?  "What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee," Psalm 56:3.

I think I'm learning.

Today I'm singing this song:

'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus
Just to take Him at His Word
Just to rest upon His promise
Just to know, "Thus saith the Lord"

Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him
How I've proved Him o're and o're
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus
O for grace to trust Him more

O how sweet to trust in Jesus
Just to trust His cleansing blood
And in simple faith to plunge me
'Neath the healing cleansing flood

Yes, 'tis sweet to trust in Jesus
Just from sin and self to cease
Just from Jesus simply taking
Life and rest, and joy and peace

I'm so glad I learned to trust Thee
Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend
And I know that Thou art with me
Wilt me with me to the end

Two finals down, two to go.  152 days until graduation!!!

Sunday, December 4, 2011

We'll Take A Look

Do you know these lyrics?

"And so what we have learned applies to our lives today, and God has a lot to say in His Book.  You see, we know that God's Word is for everyone; and now that our song is done, we'll take a look."

Think about it for a minute.

Do you remember where it's from?

Veggie Tales!!!

These are a few of the things I learned this week:

1) I need to watch my mouth.

"Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer." Psalm 19:14

"Let your speech be alway with grace, seasoned with salt, that ye may know how ye ought to answer every man." Colossians 4:6

2) I am still a sinner.

"For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God." Romans 3:23

"All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all." Isaiah 53:6

[It seems to me that a lot of Christians walk around like they aren't sinners, or that they don't sin.  Sin is committed with things you think about (Matthew 5:28), things you do that you shouldn't do, and things you should do that you don't do (Exodus 20).  If you only count the last one, not reading your Bible is sin.  Say you only sinned 3 times a day, that's more than a 1000 in a year, and by age 22 that's 22,000 sins.  But I bet I sin more than just 3 times a day.  I'm beginning to realize that I am not perfect and I need Jesus everyday to save me from myself.]

3) I'm forgiven.

"If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrightousness." 1 John 1:9

It's been a good week.

ATI Pediatric exam tomorrow.  Presentation on Tuesday.  Then Finals next week.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Me, A HCP?

Signed up for a CPR class yesterday.  It's CPR for Health Care Providers.

Health Care Providers.

I don't think of myself as a Health Care Provider.  Yet here I am taking my second Health Care Provider CPR class.

Two years ago when I had to take CPR for Health Care Providers, it was before I started nursing school, I didn't see myself as a Health Care Provider.  But now, two years later, I still don't feel like a Health Care Provider.

I wonder when I will feel that way.  It's got to be soon right?

Apparently CPR has changed a lot in two years, I hope the learning curve isn't too big.

Haha, joke.

Today was my last MedSurg 3 clinical.  I feel like I learned a lot in this clinical.  It might have been the best clinical ever.  It's sort of the end of another era, done with number 3 of 3 MedSurg clinicals.

The teacher made me laugh so hard today.  The other student said that the patient was dressing.  The teacher said: "Dressing?  Patients don't get dressed.  He isn't a turkey.  He is getting changed."

I'm looking forward to the end of the semester.

It's time to start praying for next semester already.  Specifically for my preceptorship and my preceptor.  Then pray for a job.

"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path." Psalm 119:105

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

16 Day Until The End Of The Semester!

So I didn't have class today, I don't have class on Wednesdays. =P

Anyway, it's almost the end of the semester and I don't know what to do with my time.  I slept in late, took a shower, then got on the computer to do homework.  But I don't have a paper to write, no case studies to sweat over, and can't work on my last careplan until after clinical tomorrow.  So here I am, all dress up to study, and don't know what to do.  I do have a group presentation next week, but I finished my part already.

I wrote in my planner.  I figured out what I could get on two of my finals to make sure I get A's in those classes - something I don't usually do, but I did it because I was bored and curious.  Then I realized that here are podcast lectures to listen to.

Podcast lectures.  One of them is an hour and a half long, and at this time there is half an hour left.  Then for another class there are five lectures all in decreasing lengths starting at 15 minutes.  I am not a fan of podcast lectures, but it's mostly because I almost forgot about them and because my internet is really slow and they took forever to download.  And why can't the teacher go do a lecture on Candidiasis in the classroom in 5 minutes 6 seconds, but can do it on a podcast?

I have a Pediatric ATI test next Monday, a presentation in Leadership Tuesday, and a Final in Palliative Care on Tuesday.

Then finals week.  We are getting them all out of the way on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, but then I have to take CPR on Thursday.  Then it Christmas break all the way!!!

164 days to graduation!  Holla!

By the way, this was a request for prayer blog post.

"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

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Introspection

I wish I knew what I was thinking so I could share it.  But I just don't know what I think.

"The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?" Jeremiah 17:9

Sunday, November 20, 2011

For Real Now

"Therefore to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin." James 4:17

"Choosing rather to suffer affliction with the people of God, than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season." Hebrews 11:25

"For all have sinned and come short of the glory of God." Romans 3:23

"For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord." Romans 6:23

"Christ hath redeemed us from the curse of the law, being made a curse for us." Galatians 3:13

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

There Was This One Time

I have to write a journal for my class about an incident that happened while I was in clinical.

The other day I was thinking about having to do this journal and had a bunch of stories.  But now that I am sitting down to do it, I can't think of any good ones.

Well, I can think of stories, but then I have to identify a leadership concept and say how I would handle this situation differently next time.

I thought about writing about one of the first times I ever had a clinical.  We were in the hospital and my patient was getting physical therapy.  The physical therapist and her assistant came in the room and got gloves.  Except one of them dropped their gloves on the floor and picked the gloves up and put them on, and did the PT with the patient.  I was horrified.  The floor is dirty and nasty.  Nothing that touches the floor should ever be used to help a patient.  I didn't know what to say to the physical therapist.  So I just stood there, mouth gaping open.  Now if I saw someone drop gloves on the floor, I would say, "hey let me have those dirty gloves, and I'll get you a new pair."  In a nice voice.  This is a patient safety issue by the way.

But I've already told that story a bunch of times.  So I don't want to write about that.

So I have to think up another story.  I must have many, because I come home from clinical and think about how incompetent people are, or I think "when I'm a nurse I'm not going to...".  So here's to brainstorming.

"Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord? or who shall stand in his holy place? He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully. He shall receive the blessing from the Lord, and righteousness from the God of his salvation." Psalm 24:3-5

Friday, November 11, 2011

What Happens At The End?

What is quality of life?

I'm doing my careplan on my patient this week, listening to sad music, and wondering what I would want if I was 100 years old and had a stoke, and innumerable other problems.

Would I want to be kept alive when I don't know what is going on around me?  What if I can't eat or drink?  If I'm forced to wear a brief?  Or if someone has to come in a turn me over every 2 hours because I can't even move to get in a more comfortable position?

Sometimes I wonder about quality vs. quantity.  The more I'm in the hospital for clinicals, the more I think about it.

I'm not afraid of dying, because I know I would be with Jesus, but I'm afraid of getting old and being unable to care for myself.  I like to care for people, not have to depend on others to do basic things for my hygiene needs.

I'm not depressed, just thinking about getting old scares me.

Maybe it's time for me to do my Five Wishes.

"For this God is our God for ever and ever: he will be our guide even unto death." Psalm 48:14

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Intimacy Versus Isolation

Earlier this week I was upset because I realized that on my next birthday I'm going to be 23 years old.  23.  That number just sounds old, doesn't it?  What have I done in these 22.75 years of my life?  Okay, I've done lots of cool stuff, but still.

Then I was thinking about how I don't feel like an adult.  And that by 23 I thought I'd have life figured out.  But no.  The more I know, the more I know I don't know.

Which brings me to my next point.  Apparently I am not a teenager.  I don't think that I know everything anymore.

I seem to have more questions than I have answers.  Philosophical questions.  Relationship questions.  Nursing questions.  Religious questions.  Just questions.  I guess I should be asking God (the maker of the universe) the questions instead of mulling them over in the head and going crazy on the inside.

"Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:" Matthew 7:7

"Thus saith the Lord, Stand ye in the ways, and see, and ask for the old paths, where is the good way, and walk therein, and ye shall find rest for your souls." Jeremiah 6:16

"He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good: and what does the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with they God?" Micah 6:8

Saturday, October 29, 2011

It's Too Early For This

So it's snowing.  Like legit snowing.  There are currently about 2 inches on the ground, and still snowing, but it's not sticking, it's just being wet.  It's not even pretty snow.

It's not even Halloween yet, and it's snowing.

It's not even a school day.

Our electricity is out at our apartment too.  But we did get to take hot showers because the water heater is heated by gas, not electricity.  So that's nice.  And we went to a friend's house to do our hair for the dinner for my roomie's fraternity tonight, so thank you!!

My feeties are cold though.

"But ye shall receive power, after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you: and ye shall be witnesses unto me both in Jerusalem, and in all Judea, and in Samaria, and unto the uttermost part of the earth." Acts 1:8

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Make Up Your Mind Katie

I once posted that I wanted to get grades that I would be proud to post on by blog.

And now I have gotten that grade!!

But now I don't want to post it because I don't want everyone knowing my business.

Thanks for everyone who prays for me.  I need your prayers.

"The secret of the Lord is with them that fear him; and he will shew him his covenant." Psalm 25:14

Sunday, October 16, 2011

We're #1!!!

For clinical this week, instead of going to the hospital, my clinical group got "volunteered" to help with an open house for high school students.

We had to be there at 0730.  An hour later than clinical would have normally started, so that was nice.

The teacher who was in charge of the open house, whom I'll call The Boss, told us what was going on that day.  The Boss said the 8 of us nursing students would have about 4 students each hour to talk to, teach, and inspire.  We would have a pretend patient/scenario that would help us make the point and connect the dots for the high school kids.  One of the things we would do with the high school students was do an IM injection on the dummy.  I'm sorry, SimMan.

The Boss said over and over, Don't let them stick themselves!  And if they do come and get me right away!

I'm thinking, I get it, no needle sticks.  Okay.  Let's get this moving.

The students started showing up at 0800.  We started talking about drugs and injections at 0801, and was ready to inject the SimMan at 0802, then she stuck herself.  The first girl stuck herself.  My first student.  The first one.  At like 0802.  Like they had only been there for a few minutes, and she is already hurt.

Yeah, and she didn't even know it.  She had gloves on and there was blood in her glove, but she didn't realize she had stuck herself until I pointed it out.

Did I say it was the first girl?

Me: Hey Boss, she stuck herself.
The Boss: What? Your're kidding.
Me: I don't kid.

I was tired when I got there, but I really perked up after that.

The only good thing was that her mom had attended this field trip so she saw the whole thing go down and said she wasn't surprised because she was "accident prone."  Poor girl.

It was good to get the stick out of the way first thing in the morning.

"But the tongue of the wise is health." Proverbs 12:18

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Thanks Dude

So Steve Jobs is dead from pancreatic cancer.

It's sad.

I got my first Apple product about a year and a half ago for nursing school.  I have a drug book and encyclopedia and other great stuff on it.

Thanks Steve Jobs for making my life a little bit easier.

"But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be intreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy." James 3:17

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Changing My Mind

New thought process:

"Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things." Philippians 4:8

Choosing to trust God and not go crazy thinking about everything that is in my head.

So:  "And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God." Romans 12:2

And lastly: "For he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee." Hebrews 13:5.

This Is It?

This isn't what I expected nursing to be.  There is so much paperwork.  I wanted to be a nurse because I did not want to sit behind a computer alllllll day.  But somehow, my life is reduced to computer work.

I really shouldn't complain about writing papers and all, because all students have to write papers or look at Power Points.  But I didn't realize that I would have to drag a computer around with me all day while working at the hospital.

I get it though, If you don't document it, it isn't done.  And I get, Don't think of it as a hassle, just think of documentation as good nursing and as a part of your job.

But I still get annoyed when I feel like all I do is look at medication orders and patient histories when I feel I lack in good assessment skills, the real nursing stuff.

And, yes, I spoke with the clinical instructor about it, and hopefully she will help me tomorrow.  I'll try and update you on it.

I guess I didn't realize that nurses seem to just hand out medications and document that they did as such.  A robot could pass out medication.  I didn't pay all this money and spend all this time to become a robot with warm hands.

I think that I thought there would be more hand-holding and less typing.

Please tell me I'm wrong, and that it gets better.  Maybe I just have the senior-itis.  Or maybe I'm just not on the right floor.  Or maybe whatever.  I just hope it gets better.  It has to get better.

I did enjoy following the middle school nurse around today though.  She was not chained to the computer (but maybe to the phone, she seemed to make a hundred phone calls while I was there, but at least she was interacting with people).

"And the Lord answered me, and said, Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it.  For the vision is yet for an appointed time, but at the end it shall speak, and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it; because it will surely come, it will not tarry." Habakkuk 2:2-3

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

That's Not What I Meant

So I was in clinical the other day and the conversation went something like this:

Me: *whispering* What is that smell? OMG, it's awful. Do you smell that?
Adam-My-Fellow-Nursing-Student: *whispering* Smell what?
Me: *whispering* That smell, its terrible.  It all up and down this hall.  I don't think it's a patient though.
Adam: *whispering* I don't smell it.
Me: Like gas, idk. *shouting down the hall* Brittany?  Do you smell that awful smell?
Brittany-My-Fellow-Nursing-Student: *shouting down the hall* No.
Me: *shouting down the hall* It must be my period.


Me: I mean, like when you can smell stuff more when you are on your period.

"Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer." Psalm 19:14

*Names changed to protect the identity of the student.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

10 Years? Really?

It does not feel like it has been 10 years since 9/11/01.

A lot has changed since then.  But people still don't seem to know that the Pentagon is in Virginia, not D.C.

I was just 12 years old then.  And my outlook changed.

Heard someone today say that it was a call to prayer for the Muslims.  I think that is a good idea.

Going to work on that now.

"But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you." Matthew 5:44

PS, over 5,000 blog views!!!

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Kids, And Nurses, And Scissors, Oh My!

The first day of Pediatric clinical went well.  The most exciting thing was that I cut my own finger with my own scissors.  I've blogged about these scissors before.  Okay, not really the most exciting thing, but it was up there.  (Didn't my Mother ever tell me not to play with scissors?)

I got there super early about 0545 to the parking garage, waited for a friend and then we were up in the unit by 0600, when we had to be there at 0630.  We wanted to make sure we got the good patients, not that it helped any because the teacher chooses who gets who however she wants and doesn't know who showed up first.  But at least I wasn't late and didn't forget my name tag.

Lesson of the day: Look at the patient, not the monitor.

I've definitely heard this before, but I got to see it today, at least a little.

This scripture came up in conversation today:

"Withhold not correction from the child: for if thou beatest him with a rod, he shall not die.  Thou shalt beat him with the rod, and shalt deliver his soul from hell."  Proverbs 23:13-14

I like it.

All in all, a good day.  I'd do it again.  And I will, next week.  Not so worried anymore now that the first day is over.

And and, I got to wear my new white clinical shoes today.  Nike.  Just do it.

"Be not wise in thine own eyes: fear the LORD, and depart from evil." Proverbs 3:7

Saturday, September 3, 2011

I'm Alive

So the first week of classes are over, and I'm alive.

There is a huge difference between taking 5 classes (like the previous 3 semesters) and only taking 4 classes (like now).

MedSurg 3, Pediatrics, Leadership, and Palliative care.

I'm not worried, just excited that the finish line is really in sight now.  The countdown has begun.

"Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us." Hebrews 12:1

The Flip Side Of Feminism

I just finished reading "The Flipside of Feminism."

It was really interesting, so I thought I would share with you, my readers, points from the book and my thoughts, but probably mostly my thoughts, because I'm not writing a book report.

I want to start by saying that I wasn't sure what to think about this book when I heard it on the Boundless Show from Focus on the Family.  It piqued my interest, and I ordered the book from the library.

Before that, I wasn't sure what to think about Feminism.  But it kind of gave me the heebie jeebies.  I mean, I want to get married and have kids, and when I hear Feminism, I think Nancy Pelosi, and she scares me.

If I could put what I learned into a sentence is this: Women can have it all, just not all at the same time.

They talked about a lot of different things in the book, but I think I liked it mostly because it gave me peace about going to school now and having a family later.  That getting educated doesn't exclude me from having a family.  And having a family eventually doesn't exclude me from nursing.  And I want to do missionary work.

There was a lot of interesting things in the book about money, the patriarchy, birth control, abortion, and lots else, but I don't remember.  I can't write about all those things now, but when I have time I will.

"Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content." Philippians 4:11

Assembly Line

Sometimes I feel like I'm on an assembly line.

"What does that mean, Katie?" you ask.

I'm not sure, but this is what I am trying to say.  I guess sometimes school feels like an assembly line.  And I don't mean having to wait in a line to get a PPD done or something like that, but knowledge wise I mean.  Don't lose me here, okay?

I feel like I go though all these classes, and different teachers are adding knowledge and wisdom to me, but I feel like I just keep moving.  It's kind of like that I Love Lucy episode where she is packaging chocolates.  You know where she and Ethel had to wrap chocolates, and at first it was slow and they could do it easy, and then the lady started to make the belt go faster and faster, and they just couldn't keep up with it.  Relating that to me, I feel like before nursing school the belt was going slow and I could do it, but now, the belt just keeps getting faster and faster and faster.  And there are more things I need to know and to do.  But not in a bad way.  I don't know, just saying.

Another thing I was thinking was how I am apart of someone's vision for a nursing school.  Some old lady somewhere was thinking about how the world needed more nurses and how she would teach them, and now here I am, in her nursing school, becoming a nurse.  It's interesting to think about it.

It also makes me think about how God prepares us for His service in His vision.  He makes sure we are ready by giving us different trials and lessons before he send us out into His plan.  But I can't forget that the time right now is His plan too.

"My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience.  But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing." James 1:2-4

Sunday, August 28, 2011

258 Days!

Senior year starts tomorrow!

I cannot believe it.  It is going so fast.  I almost hope that this next year of school doesn't go fast though, because next May I will have to get a real job.

I've decided that I am going to be excited about school and roll with the punches, instead of worrying.

Someone today used John 14:2-3 in a way I hadn't heard it before, and I liked it.  That is the one where Jesus says he is going to heaven to prepare a place for us to live with Him forever.  But this person used it to say that Jesus has a plan for my life and has prepared a place for me here, for my future.  Interesting.

The finish line is in sight.

Praying for favor, wisdom, and peace.

"In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you.  I go to prepare a place for you.  And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also." John 14:2-3

Friday, August 26, 2011

Can You Say Spoiled?

Right now as I am writing this, I am waiting for a YouTube video to load.  The new Verizon internet is slow.  It's not even fast enough to play a video without stopping in the middle to load.

So it's kind of annoying.  Apparently the internet comes between 0.5 and 1.0 Mbps (we just got DSL), and that they would send however much we needed.

This is what I'm thinking: I need more.  I need it faster.  I need to be able to watch YouTube without it stopping in the middle.

I'm going to call them and see if they can do anything, but I am thinking that I might have to upgrade to the Internet Enhanced, which is supposed to be faster.

Then I look at myself and I wonder how I got this spoiled.  I remember the dial up internet, and that noise.  I remember not having Facebook and Twitter.  I don't know what I did on the internet before those, but I do remember it.  (I just heard that the freshman college class, the class that graduates in 2015, is younger than the internet.)  This instant gratification thing is a stressor.  I can't have everything at the exact second I want it, but I still want it.  I guess I need to relax, and trust my time to God.  My time, I need to change my thinking already.

"For evildoers shall be cut off: but those that wait upon the LORD, they shall inherit the earth." Psalm 37:9

Update:  So I just called, and I was on hold for too long, so I hung up.  I don't know if it is because I don't think I should be complaining or because maybe I really am a part of the microwave generation.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Return Of The School, Part 4

I'm heading back to school today after being home with my family all summer.

I'm nervous and excited.

I have a car full of stuff, a haircut, and a waxed face because of my Mother.  (Literally waxed, she paid for my eyebrows and lip to be waxed yesterday.)

I wonder what this next semester holds.  I know it doesn't hold worry though.  I learned that in church this week.  My only job as a Christian is to not worry so that I can show God's glory.

Off to vote in a few minutes.  I hope everyone takes their kids with them to vote.  I clearly remember going with my parents to vote when I was little.  They had the old voting machines where you had to pull the handle over and the curtain would close.  Then my Mother would let me push the little switch over for whoever she wanted to vote for.  Then she would pull the big handle again and the curtain would open and your vote would be cast.  Then we would all get a sticker.

I think about how fun that was whenever I go to vote and every time it has been a computer touch screen.

But nonetheless, going with my parents inspired me.  And I love voting.  It's my right and I do it wholeheartedly.  Going with them made a lasting impression that made me realize that what is going on on the TV with politics and such, can change when I vote.  So, take your kids with you to vote!

After voting, I'm going to the pregnancy center to volunteer.  I'm sad about leaving, but so happy I got to be there this summer.

Then off to school.  I have some nesting to do.


"Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your request be made known unto God." Philippians 4:6

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Cancellation

Long story short, we cancelled Comcast internet and tv, and switched to Verizon internet and Netflix at my apartment.

We were paying $118 /month for Comcast.

Verizon internet is going to be $24 + tax, and Netflix streaming with one DVD at a time out a month is $15.98. So like $40 /month.

SO MUCH CHEAPER. Like a two thirds cheaper. I just hope we can get over not watching the news or presidential debates, but I suspect we can find that on the internet.

And Comcast is mean.

But I'd like to publicly apologize for asking the lady how "shady" Comcast was. I think what I said was, "I just don't know how shady you are." Referring to if they were going to charge me a early cancellation fee.

They should be open on the weekend and a lot of the recent problems we had with them would go away.

And how could anyone work for Comcast?

"Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves: be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves." Matthew 10:16

Sunday, August 7, 2011

My Prayer Time/TCL #3

Maybe it's time to stop looking at my life and start living it.

"The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly. I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep." John 10:10-11

I'm am going to do today, and not worry about yesterday or tomorrow.

"Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever." Hebrews 13:8

I can ask God for anything because of Jesus.

"Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need." Hebrews 4:16

And have nothing lacking.

"The young lions do lack, and suffer hunger: but they that seek the LORD shall not want any good thing." Psalm 34:10

No matter how I feel, Jesus is still there for me always.

"And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness." 2 Corinthians 12:9.

With the truth being told, I have a hard time remembering all this when it comes right down to it.

I pray over my food and when someone comes to me and asks me to pray for a specific need. I even remember needs people have told me as I see their name on Facebook and pray for them. But when I comes to the important things, I worry.

Or, listen to this, I think I can bank prayer (and maybe even Bible reading).

Like for example, my senior year of high school, I knew I wanted direction from God about what to do about college and what His plan was for me (because "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), so I figured I would pray about it and get direction. Then I got it. And I didn't have the urgency to pray as much anymore.

I honestly was thinking - I need to have a good relationship with God now so that in a couple of months when I start needing to make decisions with my life, I can hear God's voice. Because apparently I thought that, you can't just sit in your room one day and pray for awhile and expect to hear God's voice right then. You need to build a relationship. Which I think it true. We do need to "work on" our relationship with God. We need to read our Bibles and pray consistently.

But that idea, that thought process kind of makes it seem like God is going to ignore me because I was ignoring Him. But I don't think God is that friend who you after you've been out of town for a while and you come back and call them up, ignores you for being gone for so long, and you have to coax them into going out with you. God doesn't play mind games with us. God loves us.

I guess there is balance. I just got to ask Him where it is.

I think the point of this is that I need to pray more. But not only for direction, but for relationship. Because that is what Jesus and Christianity and church is all about, relationship.

"But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you." John 14:26

And: TCL #3 -- Theological conversations.

And and, I shot guns today. So that was fun. And last week we went to a major league baseball game (my first); that was fun too.

And and and, the hardest part for me when writing blogs isn't the actual blog, but the title. I'm not sure why.

Friday, July 29, 2011

The Phone Call

I don't like answering the phone at places I work.  I'm going to have to get over it eventually I guess, but I have said some stupid stuff on the phone.


At the bookstore one time I answered the phone, it went something like this.


Ring ring.
Me: Hello. *stupid stuff coming out of my mouth, embarrassing because everyone is watching me, babble babble babble, more stupid stuff*
Hang up.
Female-coworker-who's-name-I-can't-remember speaking to me: I have too much pride to say stuff like that.
Me: Well, you can't go to Heaven with pride.
FCWNICR: I don't believe in heaven, I'm agnostic.
Me: You're definitely not going to Heaven then.


"For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God." Ephesians 2:8


And I thought agnostic meant that you didn't know if there was a heaven or not, as opposed to thinking there there was not a heaven?  Yes.  I think that is what it means.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Going Hog Wild

There was this one time, I was in the library at University, and I was printing off Power Points and Syllabi and Outlines for class.


I wanted to use the 3-hole-punch.  I went to the front desk and asked if I could use it at the computer where I was sitting near the printer.

The lady at the desk said:  Oh, sure.  No problem.

Me: Thank you.


I walk back to the computer and punch holes in my stuff, and print more stuff.  And punch holes.  Print.  You know how it is.  5 classes means 5 syllabi, 5 outlines, and at least 5 Power Points.


Then this other librarian lady starts walking around in a panic.


Librarian Lady: *shouting* Where's the 3-hole-punch!?  Where's the 3-hole-punch!?!  Where's the 3-hole-punch?1?
Me: Uhh, here.
LL: *shouting*  You can't hog the 3-hole-punch!
Me: *blank stare*


"Give to him that asketh thee, and from him that would borrow of thee turn not thou away." Matthew 5:42

Friday, July 22, 2011

Chocolate Or Vanilla?

Have you ever gotten what you wanted then found out that you weren't sure that was what you wanted?


Confused?  Me too.


It's kind of like really really really wanting a Chipotle burrito, but they were being skimpy on the salsa, and it just didn't hit the spot, and you spent $8 for nothing.


Or like the time I was in Switzerland, and my new cousins took me to a gelato stand, and made me pick what kind I wanted first.  I picked chocolate - because I almost always pick chocolate, and everyone else picked vanilla.  Why did they all pick vanilla?  Why did they make me go first?  (I think they were being nice.)  If I had seen everyone else pick vanilla, I certainly would have too.  I want to know what the vanilla was like.  Was it better than the chocolate?  Or were they just vanilla people?  I would have asked, but I don't speak French.


Or it's like how I chose this path in life, and I got exactly what I wanted.  I even praise God for giving it to me, because it is so amazing.  I am in awe sometimes about how much He has blessed me.  But then I think, what am I doing here?  How did I get to this place?  Did I make the right choice?  Or did God just bless my choices?  Then I have to get rid of the Deist thinking of God winding the clock and letting me go.  Because I know that He has a plan and a purpose for my life.  Not just a generic - oh, bless anything that Katie does today, blessing.  But a - Here is the path, walk therein.  I guess I just get worried when I see others with lives that are 2 steps ahead of mine, and I can't wait to be there (Whether those people be in romantic comedies or real life.  And what does it matter what other people are doing?).  But at the same time, I really don't have a vision past next May/June 2012.    


And now I'm thinking that it is a good time to start praying about the vision coming 2012.  Because without a vision, people don't do so well.


I'm not sure if it's PMS or too many movies or too much time to think, but welcome to the thoughts of me.  And that's probably enough crazy for one night.


"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


"Thus saith the LORD, Stand ye in the ways, and see, and ask for the old paths, where is the good way, and walk therein, and ye shall find rest for your souls." Jeremiah 6:16a


"Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbour's." Exodus 20:17


"Where there is no vision, the people perish: but he that keepeth the law, happy is he." Proverbs 29:18

Monday, July 18, 2011

Busy Bumble Bee

I am tired.


I don't think I've been this tired in awhile.  At least since classes ended in May (and school stress feels different somehow).


I got up early (like 0730ish, that's early to me for the summertime) to drive Mother to her work thingee, then waited until she was done, then drove her to her office.


Then off to Taco Bell to feed my addiction.


Then Father had two appointments I drove him to.


Next we drove all the way down the wrong road looking for the Ford dealer, when it was on the other side of town.  Father and I both figured it was by all the other car dealers.  Nope.


Then no one wanted to make dinner so we went to Subway.


Then we needed to return at shirt at Kohl's.


After all that, I was thinking about my feelings.  Awww, yes, feelings.


Actually the stress feelings.


I'd like to blame the stress on the traffic or the atmosphere of where I'm at right now (as opposed to where I go to university).  But I don't know if that is fair.


Can I blame the air for the stress that I feel in my body?  I guess.  But that makes my feelings everyone else's or the world's fault.


What if, just once, instead of blaming traffic on my being stressed, I decided to trust God with my time?


What if I didn't let the temperature outside decide if I was going to have a good day or not?


How about if I let God worry about the little things of everyday life instead of getting upset at the kid in Subway with his Walkman loud enough for all of Subway to enjoy? (Walkman? Ipod?  I tried not to turn around to look at him.)


What if, what if I cast all my cares of God?


Then I think, how the heck do you do that?  I'm not sure, obviously.  But I think it starts with knowing what God says:


"Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you." 1 Peter 5:7


"Cast thy burden upon the LORD, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved." Psalm 55:22

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Plane Pangs

I went to Peru in 2008 for a missions trip.  We started in the capital of Peru, Lima.  We stayed there for about a week, then flew to Cusco, Peru for the second week.


If I remember correctly, the flight from Lima to Cusco was lacking in excitement, except for the fact that I had diarrhea.


As you learn quickly on a oversees missions trip, or any trip where digestive health is very important, everyone's bowel movements are up for discussion, whether that be the Big C or the Big D.  One girl was slightly embarrassed because she fessed up that she hadn't gone poo in a couple of days and we all laid hands on her and prayed for the Spirit to move - her bowels.


Anyway, in the airport going to Cusco, I had diarrhea.  I made to through security without too much trouble, PTL.  Now, waiting at the gate for the airplane to show up was a different story.  I think I went back and forth from my seat to the bathroom running like 6 times in an hour.


Finally, they started to board the airplane, and I had to run to the bathroom again, leaving all my stuff with the team (read, my tall guy friend).  I figured I had time to get this last bout of diarrhea out before the plane took off.  But no.


The entire plane must have boarded in less than 5 minutes, and was about to take off.  This is no American airline where you sit on the tarmac for at least 30 minutes before even taxiing out.  Unbeknownst to me the plane was about to close its door to passengers while I was in the bathroom.  And my guy friend has my purse in which my passport is enclosed.


Guy Friend to the Flight Attendant: She's in the bathroom, she will be right here!!!
Flight Attendant: She will just have to catch the next fight.
Guy Friend: She has diarrhea!


Insert British lady here.  She over hears this whole situation and runs too the bathroom to get me.


British lady: Katie!!
Me: *why does everyone have to be named Katie? Can't I just poo in peace?*
British lady: Katie, Katie!!
Me: *I don't know any British people*
British lady: Katie!
Me: Yes?
British lady: Your plane is all boarded, and your boyfriend or your husband is freaking out!
Me: OMG!!! *Wipe, sort of*


I didn't wash my hands.  They let me on the plane, thank God.  Off to Cusco.  I didn't have diarrhea on the plane for some reason, probably terror of being left sans passport and any command of the Spanish language in a Peruvian airport.


A shout out to the British lady who saved the day.  If you ever read this and recognize the story, email me.  And I apologize if you are Australian or South African, I haven't yet perfect my knowledge of accents.


You know what the team said when I sat down on the plane?  Glad you made it.


"Yea doubtless, and I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but dung, that I may win Christ." Philippians 3:8 

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

A Sad Case

Today the jury found Casey Anthony NOT GUILTY of murdering her daughter Caylee Anthony.

Wow, what a dramatic case.

Lies and deceit seem to be the corner stone of the whole thing.

I'm not an expert on the case, obviously, but here are my thoughts.

  • Lord have mercy.
  • What kind of mom doesn't report her child missing for a month?
  • What kind of grandparent participates in a cover-up of their granddaughter's death?
  • Does she have some wicked postpartum depression or some other mental disorder?
  • What is with the attorneys fighting/mocking each other in the court room?
  • Why are random people crying in the streets for a baby who died 3 years ago?
  • This is not the end of America people, our justice system did it's job.  There apparently wasn't enough evidence to convict her.
  • As heartless as it might sound, people die everyday.
  • And if she had killed her baby like 3 years ago, when Caylee was a 10 week old fetus, we wouldn't be trying her for murder, but applauding her right to choose.
Jesus said:
"And whoso shall receive one such little child in my name receiveth me. But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and [that] he were drowned in the depth of the sea." Matthew 18:5-6

Sunday, July 3, 2011

I'm Glad I Don't Have A Beard

My Brother has an awesome beard.  Sometimes.


Last week I told him he looked like Zach Galifianakis.


He shaves whenever he feels like it, as any person should.


The reason I'm glad I don't have a beard is not because I don't think it wouldn't look good on me, but because EVERYONE (especially at church) comments on my Bro's beard or lack thereof.


He takes it in stride though.


If they ask him if he is growing out his beard, he says, "Nope, it does it by itself."


If someone says, "You shaved your beard."  He looks at them and smiles gently; I think he is laughing on the inside.


Obviously they are either jealous of his awesomeness or they are intimidated by his coolness, and they say silly things.  If I were them, I would be jealous of his beard.


"Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! It is like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran down upon the beard, even Aaron's beard: that went down to the skirts of his garments; As the dew of Hermon, and as the dew that descended upon the mountains of Zion: for there the LORD commanded the blessing, even life for evermore." Psalm 133 

Sunday, June 26, 2011

His Eye Is On The Sparrow

1) I was at the bookstore helping a guy find a book.  He looked like Aziz Ansari.  He was standing next to me, we were almost shoulder to shoulder, he bends around to look me in the eye, and says:


"You have really blue eyes.  I bet your babies will have really blue eyes."
"Thank you?"


2) I was at an observation clinical, and one of the nurses is running around and says to me:


"You have Irish eyes."  And she runs off.


I tell the nurse I'm hanging with that I am Irish, and she yells to the other nurse, 


"She is Irish!"


3) At clinical, by a patient,


"Oh my gosh, you have the prettiest blue eyes."
"Why, thank you."


It's the B vitamin I take; B for blue eyes.


Or it could be my affinity for blue eyeliner and shadow.

(UPDATE 6/26/11, 1750, My Father has blue eyes too.  So I probably get that from him.)

And if this post sounds conceited, it's not really.  These stories come at times when I need encouragement (except for maybe the first one, that's a weird story).


"For the eyes of the Lord are over the righteous, and his ears are open unto their prayers: but the face of the Lord is against them that do evil." 1 Peter 3:12

Friday, June 24, 2011

I'd Like To Give A Shout Out

Welcome to my blog Germany, Morocco, India, and Iran!!!


I hope you find me amusing.


These places have viewed my blog this month.


This post is my 68th for this year, one more than I posted last year.


I think it's going pretty good so far.


"For so hath the Lord commanded us, saying, I have set thee to be a light of the Gentiles, that thou shouldest be for salvation unto the ends of the earth." Acts 13:47

Here Kitty Kitty Kitty

We got this new cat.




Her name is Sissy.  Or Cece.  Sometimes it's Kitty Kitty.  But mostly it is Sissy.


She is like 6 years old.


She is like the strangest cat.


She has a tail like a snake.


She is very particular about being petted.


Sometimes she likes to be brushed, I'm told.  But I tried to brush her, and she didn't like it.


She is a talker.


She even says 'bless you' after someone sneezes.  It's cute.


She is always sitting in Father's chair.  And he is too nice to kick her out.


Yesterday was the first time she got on the bed and sat next to me and let me pet her.  Actually this is the first time she let anyone pet her like that.


I think she is finally settling in.


"Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour." 1 Peter 5:8

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Finger Licking Good

I was about 6 or 7 years old and I think it was my first time helping my Mother make dinner.


I had helped her make cookies before, but never dinner.


This was really exciting for me.


We were making chicken, and dipping them in eggs and then breadcrumbs.


When we were done, I licked my fingers, just like I had when we made cookies.


Only Mother wasn't happy that I did this.  And she made me drink like a gallon of milk, I'm not sure why.


I didn't understand the difference between cookie dough and raw chicken.


I don't remember the next time she let me help make dinner.


But for some reason, I am super scared about food poisoning and am really careful about food preparation.


"And the LORD spake unto the fish, and it vomited out Jonah upon the dry land." Jonah 2:10

Sunday, June 12, 2011

A Cat Skeleton

Once upon a time, I was in the fourth grade.


And we had to do a "science fair project".


It was really more of a research-tri-fold-board-project.


I did mine on cats.  And I had a big cat skeleton picture as the centerpiece of my board.  The board was yellow and snazzy.


The directions for the project said to have a hypothesis.


My parents were helping me with my project, and told me I didn't need a hypothesis because I wasn't taking a poll and doing research.  It was just a report thing.


Me: NOOOOOOO, I NEED A HYPOPOTHESIS.
Mother:  Katie, you're not doing research, you don't need a hypothesis.
Me: BUT THE PAPER SAYS I NEED A HYPOPOTHESIS.
Father: Katie, it's okay.  You don't need a hypothesis.
Me: *tear* Are *sniff* you *wipe tear* sure?
Mother: Yes!
Father: Yes.


So I believed them.


But, no.  They were mistaken.  I got marked off for not having a hypothesis.


I'm pretty sure I got first place in the science fair though.


And if I remember correctly, someone was doing their project on dolls, like glass dolls, or something, and their hypothesis was "Most girls like dolls."  I don't remember who's project this was, but I give you props for getting the points for a hypothesis like that.  Did you do a poll of at least 30 people to find out if that was true?

By the way, Dictionary.com defines hypothesis like this: "a proposition, or set of propositions, set forth as an explanation for the occurrence of some specified group of phenomena, either asserted merely as a provisional conjecture to guide investigation (working hypothesis) or accepted as highly probable in the light of established facts."

"Then one of them, which was a lawyer, asked him a question, tempting him, and saying,  Master, which is the great commandment in the law? Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and great commandment. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself." Matthew 22:35-39

Asystole Is The Most Stable Rhythm

It was my Skills III final scenario test.  A scenario test is slightly different than a skills test in that during a scenario test, you have to nurse a mannequin that talks, has pulses, and breathes, while the teacher (and the grad student for some reason) watches you.  It's pretty intense.


We students were paired up.  And we got to choose our partners for once, PTL.


Right before this test we learned how to read rhythm strips of the heart.  (This is hard.  No lie.  I don't like it.  And I will be spending time this summer going over it.)


Since the heart seemed sooooo important to the "patient", I studied how to care for a heart attack patient and tried to understand the rhythm strips for heart attack patients.


I knew MONA.  Morphine.  Oxygen.  Nitroglycerin.  Aspirin.  (Not in that order though.)


None of that mattered.


Side note, 10 minutes before the scenario test, the director of the Skills classes comes into our classroom to tell our teacher that the mannequin's blood pressure hasn't been working right lately.  Oh great.  Taking BP on a person is hard enough, but on a mannequin, torture.


The "patient" kept telling us to leave him alone and to get out of his bedroom.


Uh, the other part of this test was that we needed to use therapeutic communication.


Me: You're not in your home, sir.  You are in the hospital.
"Patient": Leave me alone.  I just want to go to sleep.
Me: *hold/pat mannequin's hand*  It's okay, you are in the hospital.  We're going to take care of you.
"Patient": OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH, my chest hurrrrrrrtttttts.


We take the vital signs.  I take the BP and tell it to the teacher.


Teacher: Are you sure?
Me: Uhh, yes.
Teacher:  Okay then.


Panic, panic, panic.


Was that BP right?  Are we going to give him medicine related to his BP when I don't know his BP!?


"Patient": OOhhhh, my chest.  Get out of my room!
Me: You're in the hospital, sir.


Move along.  We put the EKG on the patient and get a rhythm strip.  Now we have to interpret it and call the doctor and tell him what the strip says.


This is what the strip looked like:
We told the teacher (who pretended she was the doctor on the phone) it was atrial flutter.


Me: This is Katie in room 227, with Mr. Smith.  We just got his EKG, atrial flutter.
Teacher/Doctor: Oh really?  That's not what I see on the EKG you sent me.


(We sent him an EKG!?) (And why are our pretend doctors always men?)


Me: Okay.  What do you see then?  (I thought this was a great question!!)


Teacher/Out-of-doctor-character:  Are you kidding me?  A doctor would have hung up on you.
Me: Uhhhhh.  (A doctor would have hung up on me when there is a patient who is dying?)


Needless to say we got the rhythm strip wrong.  The strip above is atrial tachycardia.


This is atrial flutter:
Yeah.

This means that the patient was not having a heart attack.  But some lung problem, I don't know, I didn't study what to do in the chance of a lung problem.  I guess this teaches me to only study for one thing.


Anyway, we passed.  And now its a funny.


The moral of the story:  Get your strips straight!


Ahhhh, the life of a student nurse.


"Consider the work of God: for who can make that straight, which he hath made crooked?" Ecclesiastes 7:13

Saturday, June 11, 2011

It's A Family Reunion

My Mother got us invited to someone else's family reunion one day.


Well, it wasn't just someone's, it was like my grandfather's cousin or something.


My Brother being the studly male he is, had this girl following him around all day.


She really like him.


Brother didn't like her so much, rightfully so.


But here's a tip for her:  Don't try and pick up boys at a family reunion.


Why?  Because it's a family reunion.


"And, behold, thy cousin Elisabeth, she hath also conceived a son in her old age: and this is the sixth month with her, who was called barren." Luke 1:36


"And her neighbours and her cousins heard how the Lord had shewed great mercy upon her; and they rejoiced with her." Luke 1:58


(These are the only two scriptures with the word cousin/s in it.)

Goodness And Mercy

I used to work at a college bookstore.  I really liked it.  Funny things happened all the time.


One time I was helping people find their books and there was this guy who asked for a history book.


"Follow me."  I said walking to the history book aisle.


We got there, and I was looking at the shelf looking for the book.  He tapped me on the shoulder, and said with a big creeper smile, "I'm still following you." 


"Good."


"Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever." Psalm 23:6

Friday, June 10, 2011

The Beginning Of The Heat Wave

I just took a shower to go to the $2 movie theater.


I wouldn't shower today except that we are going out.


Summer has a way of making me not want to shower.


It's just too hot.


I want to live somewhere where it is 73 degrees all year around.


Is there a place like that?


It's hot now, and I bet it's only gonna get hotter before it get cooler.


Currently the internet says it is 87.6 degrees out.


BTW, if you missed it, I don't like the heat.  I'd rather it always be early October weather.


"The Pharisees also with the Sadducees came, and tempting desired him that he would shew them a sign from heaven. He answered and said unto them, When it is evening, ye say, It will be fair weather: for the sky is red. And in the morning, It will be foul weather to day: for the sky is red and lowring. O ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of the sky; but can ye not discern the signs of the times?" Matthew 16:1-3

I Can't Pee Standing Up, That's All

I'm tired of listening to all the voices in my head.


And before you call the psychiatrist, let me explain.


I'm the kind of person who thinks about everything, over and over and over.


Conversations that might happen in the future and conversations that happened in the past.


But I'm tired of it.


No more listening to the people who told me, YOU CAN'T or YOU SHOULD.


You can't go to nursing school (oh, really?).


You should be a doula (no offence to doulas, we need you, it's just not what I wanted).


You can't pay for school (no duh, God is giving my Mother and Father money to pay for school).


You shouldn't get loans for school (then how will I be able to rejoice when God pays off my loans?).


You can't say that (I just did).


You can't sing (no rebuttal, I'm still working on this).


You should get married (it's not time).


Okay, all done.


Forgiveness is occurring and has occurred.


Moving on.


Can't isn't in my dictionary anymore, except for, I CAN'T pee standing up, unless I'm in the shower, so really, no can'ts.


(Being home by myself gives me too much time to think about stuff, I need a job, and to work on thinking too much.)


"Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us." Romans 8:37