Friday, 25 September 2020
Monday, 21 September 2020
Fall has arrived and with it, my birthday. I turned fifty-eight yesterday which seems unbelievable. In two years I will turn sixty, math and all that.
We took Miss Katie out yesterday for a walk and lunch. When I told her that it was my birthday she gave me such a big hug. It was wonderful. She didn't want to walk much but we did go to the mall and see the sea lions and buy her a new pair of pants that will stay up. Then we had lunch and bought balloons. She continues to enjoy her life and I am thankful for that.
She's not liking the pandemic though as she's not allowed to take the bus which limits her outings and she is a social butterfly. When we got her back to her place she plonked her ass on the sidewalk and wouldn't budge. She's far too heavy to move easily now but the big guy was able to pick her up and get her inside. Katie can't talk but she never fails to communicate.
A friend of mine from Australia called the other night and we talked for a long time. Her husband has lymphoma and they're struggling. I so wish I could help but I'm too far away. I listened though and I hope that helped a little.
I took the dogs for a long walk yesterday at the dog park and the leaves are all changing color. I took photos and the dogs ate grass and sniffed a lot of butts and the sun was shining. It was lovely.
The big guy and I are off this week which is nice. We'll get some things done and take walks and take photos. I want to paint my grandson's room as well as put up the trim around the window and the put up the baseboards.
Nothing much else. I've been collecting burr oak acorns to replant in the spring in the hopes of planting them here and there in the spring. I didn't know oak trees can live 500 years. I'm almost finished reading "The Overstory". It is sad but it makes me want to plants trees.
I can do that.
Wednesday, 16 September 2020
We drove past this field a couple of weeks ago and it was perfect, strangely perfect in a way. Nature is much messier and even wheat fields are usually much messier.
I am continuing to work on my thoughts, cognitive behavior therapy. My brain likes to fuck around with me but I continue the battle. There was a dust up at work a couple of days ago which left me feeling like a bitch. I was unprofessional in that I spoke to my coworker loudy, in front of patients, which I instantly regretted. This particular coworker is a thorn in my side and she always pushes my buttons. If I confront her, or anyone confronts her, she just looks at you and blinks a few times. She says nothing, doesn't change ever, never takes responsibility for her actions and basically makes work unpleasant for everybody.
But her behavior is not in my control, only mine is and I need to remember that. We have a good manager now but this nurse has had managers for the past eighteen years that let her do as she pleases. There have never been an consequences for her actions. I'm not perfect, obviously, but I do try to always put my patients first. Two days ago I failed. I will try again.
Protecting vulnerable people has always been my thing. I always tried to protect my mum from my dad and I think that's where I learned it. But I need to remember what I can and can't control.
Today is a new day. I will not beat myself up but forgive myself, I hope. I don't wear a hair shirt but I might as well. This self flagellation does me no good. I tried and I failed. I will try again.
I saw this on Stubblejumpers blog and I loved it. I didn't stab anybody. Nobody died. I am human, not an excuse but a reason to learn and grow.
Monday, 14 September 2020
Friday, 11 September 2020
We have little birds here called pine siskins. They show up in the fall and flutter about for a few weeks, emptying the bird feeders. They come in flocks; I'll look outside in the yard and see fifty birds flitting about. It's lovely.
Yesterday when we got home after work the big guy noticed a dead bird laying on the feeder. I went outside with a plastic bag and picked it up. It weighed nothing in my hand.
This week at work I've been orientating new staff. I talked, a lot. Hopefully, I taught as well. I like to show people how to do the job but I also like to explain why we do what we do. Why I pull back on the needle just a little once I get blood and then advance the catheter into the vein, why I joke with patients, why we need to know what a patient's kidney function is, why we need to know if the patient is taking metformin, why we use oral contrast and why we use IV contrast, and what organs need IV contrast to be seen.
Then there is also the cancer knowledge that I've gleaned over the years. Which cancers like to metastasize to the brain, and which cancers prefer the spinal column. Which chemo drugs need to be infused through central lines and why. Which cancers grow the fastest and which cancers respond best to treatment. What a heavy tumor load can do to the body and why.
There is so much information that needs to be imparted that it overwhelms me at times. This is probably why I find teaching so tiring, I don't want to miss anything. We don't have a clinical educator in our department so that means the staff nurses do the teaching and some know more than others which means that teaching can be inconsistent. I think I need to make up an orientation manual for new nurses, in my spare time obviously:) I'll take it up with my manager. I was looking for a project to keep me interested in work.
I'm feeling fine these days which is nice. My grandson is well. I haven't heard from my son which is always a boon. I need to remember that he is a sociopath. The only time he ever contacts me is if he wants something. He manipulates me, always. He lies, always. It is a sad fact but one which I need to accept.
I spoke with a girlfriend the other night for a long time. We talked about cancer, she has cancer, and family and kids and life. We laughed too. I love her.
Life is good today and everyday I'm working at taking care of myself. I make a point of walking the dogs, even when I'm tired. I called a friend. I'm reading a wonderful book. I'm learning to forgive myself and to stop accepting the anger of others. And I will fail again and I will become depressed again and I will get back up again. I tell my young nurses that it's okay to fail, to make mistakes, because that's how we learn but I have not given myself that same grace.
We are all works in progress.
Monday, 7 September 2020
More trees, out at Coyote Lake.
Thinks I'm thankful for today.
- Fall colours.
- A walk with the dogs.
- Baking and cooking.
- Fixed the slipped stitch in my knitting.
- Washed the floors.
- Spoke to my ex sister in law on the phone, she's so sweet and funny.
- Generally feel good.
What are you thankful for today?