Now since so many people have asked me what I did on my fun night, I have decided to explain myself. I went to a hockey. Wait first I went shopping picked up a few dvds, than I went to a hockey game with Ryan, Heather, Heather's cousin Danielle, and Scott. Scott drove since his hockey gear was in the vehicle. Therefore that is what I did Saturday night after working at Reitman's 9:30 to 4, I went out and had FUN. Which is rare. So there now you know what I did.
Oh funny story, I had my mittens with me and when we went onto the rink I couldn't find one of them. So I thought it must have fallen out. Well Scott being so nice drove to the mall parking lot to see if it was dropped somewhere by accident. We couldn't find it so Scott dropped me off at my house. And guess what I found in my doorway, my other mitten. Yup, I forgot the mitten at home. Atleast now I don't have to go out and buy a whole new pair of mittens.
Well chao everyone, I have homework to finish.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Fun Night
Well, this weekend, well actually more so this Night...Saturday, I've had one of the funnest nights I've had in a long time. I just find hanging out, doing nothing is fun. Laughing, playing not having to worry about anything.just acting like a kid again. It really makes my week when I can just relax like that. It means I can study better, that I can concentrate on my work rather than anything else. It's nice.
ooo, btw, I saw my first birth yesterday, it was a momentous day. Friday January 27th a baby was born. And I saw the whole thing. Wicked huh? It's actually very disgusting yet cool at the same time. If you've seen a birth you know what I mean because it is hard to explain.
So now I'm done with babies, which I don't mind, because I don't think it was my favorite floor. I don't know we'll see what happens when I get to peads?? Next year, we'll see!! Now I'm going to Ridgewood and their addiction center for a month, no I am not the addict! It's part of my training.
Well I'm tired and All I want to do is go to sleep, surprisingly I kept waking up through the night because of these graphic imagines ingraved in my head. I just have to wait till some of those imagines fade to get a really good nights sleep.
Night!!
ooo, btw, I saw my first birth yesterday, it was a momentous day. Friday January 27th a baby was born. And I saw the whole thing. Wicked huh? It's actually very disgusting yet cool at the same time. If you've seen a birth you know what I mean because it is hard to explain.
So now I'm done with babies, which I don't mind, because I don't think it was my favorite floor. I don't know we'll see what happens when I get to peads?? Next year, we'll see!! Now I'm going to Ridgewood and their addiction center for a month, no I am not the addict! It's part of my training.
Well I'm tired and All I want to do is go to sleep, surprisingly I kept waking up through the night because of these graphic imagines ingraved in my head. I just have to wait till some of those imagines fade to get a really good nights sleep.
Night!!
Friday, January 20, 2006
Friday, January 06, 2006
Fun Pics
I finally got them uploaded to my computer, I posted the ones I really like, or that are really funny. btw: lin I will email them to you as soon as possible.
Deep thoughts
Hello Yall!!
I am back in school, it's been a few hectic days in my neck of the woods. I'm feeling a little overwhelmed, but I know I can handle it. You know when profs first hand out your syllabus and you glance over it, and you can't help but hyperventilate. Yeah that was my wednesday. And than on Thursday I tool a course about suicide intervention. It was a whole day kind of thing. It was kind of interesting. Than today I did orientation at the hospital for 3AS, which is obstetrics. Which is when you take care of Mom and baby after she has given birth. Now I did get to see my instructor bath a new born baby, the baby was so cute. Now I have a little story from one of my textbooks. It's about death. this really made me think, and I even cried because what this girl said is so true.
ON DEATH
I am a student nurse. I am dying. I write this to you who are, and will become, nurses in the hope that by my sharing my feelings with you, you may someday be better able to help those who share my experience.
I'm out of the hospital now--perhaps for a month, for sic months, perhaps for a year--but no one likes to talk aobut such things. In fact, no one likes to talk about much at all. Nursing must be advancing, but I wish it would hurry. We're taught not to be overly cheery now, ot omit the "Everything's fine" routine, and we have done pretty well. But now one is left in a lonely silent void. with the protective 'fine, fine" gone, the staff is left with only their own vulnerability an fear. The dying patient is not yet seen as a person and thus cannot be communicated with as such. He is a symbol of what every human fears and what we each know, at least academically, that we too must someday face. What did they say in psychiatric nursing about meeting pathology with pathology to the detriment of both patient and nurse? and there was a lot about knowing one's own feelings before you could help another with his. How true.
But for me, fear is today and dying is now. You slip in and out of my room, give me medications and check my blood pressure. is it because I am a student nurse, myself, or just a human being, that I sense you fright? And your fears enhance mine. Why are you afraid? I am the one who is dying!
I know you feel insecure, don't know what to say, don't know what to do. But please believe me, if you care, you can't go wrong. Just asmit that you care. That is really for what we search. We may ask for why's and wherefore's but we don't really expect answers. don't run away--wait--all I want to know is that there will be someonw to hold my hand when I need it. I am afraid. Death may get to be a routing to you, bit it is new to me. You may not see me as unique, but I've never died before. To me, once is pretty unique!
Your whisper about my youth, but when one is dying, is he really so young anymore? I have lots I wish we could talk about. It really would not take much of your time because you are in here quite a bit anyway.
If only we could be honest, both admit of our fears, touch one another. If you really care, would you lose so much of your valuable professionalism if you even cried with me? Just person to person? Then it might not be so hard to die--in a hospital--with friends close by
Anonymous
I am back in school, it's been a few hectic days in my neck of the woods. I'm feeling a little overwhelmed, but I know I can handle it. You know when profs first hand out your syllabus and you glance over it, and you can't help but hyperventilate. Yeah that was my wednesday. And than on Thursday I tool a course about suicide intervention. It was a whole day kind of thing. It was kind of interesting. Than today I did orientation at the hospital for 3AS, which is obstetrics. Which is when you take care of Mom and baby after she has given birth. Now I did get to see my instructor bath a new born baby, the baby was so cute. Now I have a little story from one of my textbooks. It's about death. this really made me think, and I even cried because what this girl said is so true.
ON DEATH
I am a student nurse. I am dying. I write this to you who are, and will become, nurses in the hope that by my sharing my feelings with you, you may someday be better able to help those who share my experience.
I'm out of the hospital now--perhaps for a month, for sic months, perhaps for a year--but no one likes to talk aobut such things. In fact, no one likes to talk about much at all. Nursing must be advancing, but I wish it would hurry. We're taught not to be overly cheery now, ot omit the "Everything's fine" routine, and we have done pretty well. But now one is left in a lonely silent void. with the protective 'fine, fine" gone, the staff is left with only their own vulnerability an fear. The dying patient is not yet seen as a person and thus cannot be communicated with as such. He is a symbol of what every human fears and what we each know, at least academically, that we too must someday face. What did they say in psychiatric nursing about meeting pathology with pathology to the detriment of both patient and nurse? and there was a lot about knowing one's own feelings before you could help another with his. How true.
But for me, fear is today and dying is now. You slip in and out of my room, give me medications and check my blood pressure. is it because I am a student nurse, myself, or just a human being, that I sense you fright? And your fears enhance mine. Why are you afraid? I am the one who is dying!
I know you feel insecure, don't know what to say, don't know what to do. But please believe me, if you care, you can't go wrong. Just asmit that you care. That is really for what we search. We may ask for why's and wherefore's but we don't really expect answers. don't run away--wait--all I want to know is that there will be someonw to hold my hand when I need it. I am afraid. Death may get to be a routing to you, bit it is new to me. You may not see me as unique, but I've never died before. To me, once is pretty unique!
Your whisper about my youth, but when one is dying, is he really so young anymore? I have lots I wish we could talk about. It really would not take much of your time because you are in here quite a bit anyway.
If only we could be honest, both admit of our fears, touch one another. If you really care, would you lose so much of your valuable professionalism if you even cried with me? Just person to person? Then it might not be so hard to die--in a hospital--with friends close by
Anonymous
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
It's here!!
so it is 2006, and as I said before, it doesn't feel any different. It's just another day, another year, another whatever. I would be posting pictures, but I've loaded them onto the laptop, which has been taken in to get fixed so our new year's photos might not be up for a while, and I have some doozies to say the least. Especially of Kyla, I think I may even have blackmail material on her, just kidding, I would never use this for blackmail. Maybe for total humiliation, but never blackmail.
Well since I don't have any of my pics, I don't have much to say. I did go away to moncton, that was cool. I was a babysitter and that's about it, I think I had the worst sleep in my life. I first started out on the couch downstairs, I was watching movies, reading a book, it was all good. I don't like to sleep when I babysit until the parents get home, and I was so engrossed in my book, that I didn't put it down. so it was 2am by the time Kelley and Roland got home. So I made my bed up on the couch, with two little pollows, a foam pillow, a sheet on the bed and than a downfilled blanket on top. For those of you who don't know my aunt and uncle have a one year old golden retrever, and I was sleeping on its bed. so after an hour of tossing and turningto find a good position, I finally fell asleep. NOt long after that's when the dog dicided she would join me, no she decided I was the bed. So I got up, switched beds and went to the couch downstairs. Now the couch downstairsis is a little older and not as comfy, so it took even longer to fall asleep. I'm not sure how long I slept but it must have been 4am by the time I went to sleep. Of course like all kids Jasmine and her friends were up quite early. To me it felt like the break of dawn. Well anyways I didn't let their noise bother me and they were being quite so I was in this state of half asleep half awake, and the dog decided she wanted to play with me. so she would come lick my face every fifeteen minutes until she finally ust jumped on me at 11 o'clock. And that is how I spent my night. Last night was fabulous, I slept in my own bed!!
Well see ya later,
Jocelyn
Well since I don't have any of my pics, I don't have much to say. I did go away to moncton, that was cool. I was a babysitter and that's about it, I think I had the worst sleep in my life. I first started out on the couch downstairs, I was watching movies, reading a book, it was all good. I don't like to sleep when I babysit until the parents get home, and I was so engrossed in my book, that I didn't put it down. so it was 2am by the time Kelley and Roland got home. So I made my bed up on the couch, with two little pollows, a foam pillow, a sheet on the bed and than a downfilled blanket on top. For those of you who don't know my aunt and uncle have a one year old golden retrever, and I was sleeping on its bed. so after an hour of tossing and turningto find a good position, I finally fell asleep. NOt long after that's when the dog dicided she would join me, no she decided I was the bed. So I got up, switched beds and went to the couch downstairs. Now the couch downstairsis is a little older and not as comfy, so it took even longer to fall asleep. I'm not sure how long I slept but it must have been 4am by the time I went to sleep. Of course like all kids Jasmine and her friends were up quite early. To me it felt like the break of dawn. Well anyways I didn't let their noise bother me and they were being quite so I was in this state of half asleep half awake, and the dog decided she wanted to play with me. so she would come lick my face every fifeteen minutes until she finally ust jumped on me at 11 o'clock. And that is how I spent my night. Last night was fabulous, I slept in my own bed!!
Well see ya later,
Jocelyn
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