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
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
I'd Like To Give A Shout Out
Welcome to my blog Germany, Morocco, India, and Iran!!!
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
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
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
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
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:
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
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:
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.
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.)
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
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 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
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
Saturday, June 4, 2011
The Bouquet
I think that the next time I go to a wedding, I will actually try and catch the bouquet.
I usually just stand there with my arms folded, hoping that the bride doesn't throw it my direction. And then clap, and try and pretend I'm sad I missed it.
But seeing that school is going to be over this time next year, and I won't have anything else to do, I'll start catching the bouquet.
Hopefully it'll be a pretty one like this:
"And the earth brought forth grass, and herb yielding seed after his kind, and the tree yielding fruit, whose seed was in itself, after his kind: and God saw that it was good." Genesis 1:12
I usually just stand there with my arms folded, hoping that the bride doesn't throw it my direction. And then clap, and try and pretend I'm sad I missed it.
But seeing that school is going to be over this time next year, and I won't have anything else to do, I'll start catching the bouquet.
Hopefully it'll be a pretty one like this:
"And the earth brought forth grass, and herb yielding seed after his kind, and the tree yielding fruit, whose seed was in itself, after his kind: and God saw that it was good." Genesis 1:12
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