Yes it is Saturday night and I am home like a dork. What can I say my girls are on vacation and didn't feel like coming out to be party favors.
I am in the devolopemental stages of starting my business. Where there is a will there is a way and I am guilty of watching Oprah. This week on Oprah there were women that when they couldn't find a job theryt started their own business, and I am no different. I am excited to start something that can go a long way. Hell I have nothing to lose if you know what I mean.
I used to thing that saving lives in the ER was the end all of who I was. I infact only identified myself by being not just any nurse but a ER nurse. I know that I sound stuck on myself but it took me ten years to finish my BSN and a lot of sleepless nights. The world was against me all of my friends at the time never thought that I would actually make it though nursing school. I guess I only rise to the occation if I am challenged. The truth was that a little of me died each time I would got to work and see something so horrific I would not even want to tell all of you just to spare your hearts. I thought that I could handle it if I sucked it up if I were strong. The truth is that what I did would effect anyone that walked in my shoes. The problem was is that I really cared way too much giving way to much of myself not ever holding back. I lost a bit of my sole in the last 3 yrs worrying about thoughts that take life for granted.
I am thinking about writing a book about my experiences like the time this male came into the ER with a urinary tract infection. He was about 21 yrs old. Men that young don't get UTI's unless it is gondaloria and chymidia. Anywho I went into his room to give him 4 zythromicyn pills and a shot of Rocephin (the cure) and he was all hugged with with his girlfriend. He asked me why I was giving him a shot and I told him because you have gondaloria why else do you think that you are pissing FIRE. He looked straight into my eyes and stated Nurse I don't have an STD and if I do it's this BITCH (pointing to his hugged up girlfriend) fault. I said I am not here to judge you. he almost beat me up until Dr. Goldenrod rushed to my rescue.
And you wonder what is wrong with me???
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Oh my word! That is an awful story about the ER... I'm really excited to hear more about your home business :-)
I know I told him he should always wear a rain cap!!! It is really not a home business...but as a nurse I was always teaching people..trying to inspire them to do better for themselves. It is just in my nature. I have this crazy notion that sometimes we don't see the true hidden potential in ourselves but if we have some one coach us we might find our niche. I want to be apart of sales meeting so that sales people can be re-inspired to sell there very best...and that is it in a nut shell. My father recently lost his job due to the economy, he was a CEO of a million dollar company if he can sell though products that he didn't always believe in he can sell me...
If you dream big...is what they say then you can expect big dream small and expect the meritocracy!!
it's our society!!! NOONE wants to be accountable! SOMEone else is ALWAYS at fault! WTF...last time I checked it takes two...at least where there are STD's involved!!!
I think a ER tell all would be so fun! Im sure as a nurse you would have a great perspective!
I often thought of a "tell all" book...then I lost intrest...too much fact finding...Im more of a novelist anyway!
I hear ya super...hey I hope your feeling better great talking with you the other night!!!
There are two things in life that I believe are very important:
- Identity.
- Relationships.
Identity is not what we do... it is who we truly are, in the deepest self. To know ourself is a great gift - not to think more highly nor more lowly of ourself, but to see ourself realistically and honestly, and to then be able to accept and love ourself. Until we come to this place, it's difficult to have really healthy, transparent relationships...
Relationships fit into a few categories...
First, the difficult ones - what I would call "the sand in your oyster"... they are not fun, but they help us to grow something beautiful in our lives, to change, to learn to love and be loved...
Then, there are those in our lives for a reason or purpose - to meet a need or to have theirs met, or to help each other, support each other through something, etc.
Next is those who are there for a season. These relationships develop quickly and seem really close and strong for a season of life, but at some point, we outgrow each other, or one or both move on, and the relationship tapers into distance as time passes.
The last is relationship for a lifetime. These are the truest love and acceptance-based relationships, where it is safe to reveal our truest self- warts and all, knowing it will never change or end the relationship. Our souls are knit together, interwoven, and are united as one.
Perhaps where we get all screwed up is in placing our identity in what we have or what we do, or in getting the types of relationships mixed up...
May we all find our truest self, and may we develop relationships that are healthy and strong... safe places to grow...
J/ (goteeman.blogspot.com)
I just retired(quit!) after selling for over 30 years. Main reason was the company I worked for, although a good place to work and successful- forgot sales was what got them where they are today.
Best of luck in your new endevours!
Gotee: that was perhaps one of the most insightful blog I have ever read..amazing. Just when you think htat you have relationships fugured out then you find a freind to remind you of what it means to love...thanks you
Buggalo: Elementry...sales people and clients is what makes up the companie...I intend to try and stay focused on that. It is not in my nature to not care about thoughs that help you build the villiage!!
I am sure working the ER is not a pretty place to go to every day and it takes alot to separate yourself from the job and your emotions to work there.
The toll must be heavy as is the price you leave to work there.
Writing a book sounds cool.
Call it "The Naughty Nurse With The Most" :)
Great title mind if I borrow that!!
I was never good at separating my feelings and emotions whilst at the work place. I hated to see people that were really sick..I did the best I could do for them!!
Post something soon- even if it's wrong!
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