Stuff

So, I have had some problems adjusting to the new job, brutal work day, almost brutal drive to and from, and work, sleep, work, sleep schedule.  This is a HUGE hospital.  I don't even know how many beds, but it is actually 4 hospitals that are combined to make one big one.  And, sometimes, almost always, in fact, I am the only one on the IV team that is working that day.  We have one that is "fed up" and burning her sick time for 3 weeks now.  I doubt she's ever coming back cuz she is eligible for retirement.  We all, including management, believe she is just gone.  OK, can't replace her until she has officially quit.  So, I work the whole hospital alone most days.  I have gotten so very GOOD, even EXCELLENT, at starting IVs.  I can see things that just didn't used to be there.  But, there is a limit to what one should endure.  Even management is paging me in the middle of the day to make me take a break.  NO!  I don't need a break!  I need a wingman!  That is one of the "rules".  Never leave your wingman.  Well, I don't have one to leave, and I definately would love to have one to back me up.  Enuf about that.  Just tired, that's all.

Going on our birthday cruise next week.  Yay!  His birthday was in December, mine this month.  Yeh, the big one.  You try to figure out which big one!    Just comes with the territory.  We all get older every day.  So, I got the hair cut pre-cruise.  Pix to follow after.  Very new do for me.  I was told I look "sassy"   Woot!

That is all.  Life is ooooooo so good!