Good Morning, Angie, and Good Morning to All!!!!!
Hope you're feeling a little better today, Angie. Thanks for breakfast. I can always use a fast bite or a sit down spread. Of course, it is always nice when someone else makes it! Tee Hee.
Had a busy day at work yesterday. Lots of post-ops and ER admits...don't yah love it!
Sure made my day fast and furious. But hey, I had a great LPN by my side. He really is great. I even took more patients than him...just to show him how much I appreciated him. Great guy and a great nurse. Actually, we have a lot of good LPN's. No major sick folks today. Not needing to put out any major fires. Just a very busy, steady day. I can deal with that.
Went out and bought a snow shovel the day before yesterday. Glad I did!!! We got majorly dumped with snow that very eve and today. Actually, near white out conditions going to work. I had went to several stores to find a snow shovel. All were out. Then I went to Walmart. They were out too, but as I was about to leave. I turned down this one aisle, and sticking out of a cart with returns was...you guessed it...A SNOW SHOVEL...with my name written all over it!!!! I was so happy! I acted like a little kid who just opened his first Christmas present. I know it is sad...my needs are oh so simple. But, that is who I am...a very simple guy. Don't really ask for much...just a snow shovel all my own. With such gratitude that I had, I bought some more items at the store. Baby, you earned my business...so I spent about $200. I know, you're saying I went overboard...maybe I did. But, it was sorta like when you ask someone for a backrub and say "I'll do anything you want if you do" sort of thing. Well, Walmart gave me a backrub in a way, and I honored my promise. Not only am I simple, but I'm loyal too. You know...I sort of sound like a puppy. Scratch my belly, and I'll lay on your feet. Ok, enough about the snow shovel!
Anyway, not much happening. That IS good in and of itself.
Saw a psychiatrist in the hall that I used to work with professionally. He didn't know that I left psych behind. Saw me in my whites. He tried offering me a job as a CNS in his office. Told him that I gave up my CNS and the psych field. Worked it for 10 years, had enough. He told me he was kinda sad about that because he knew I was highly experienced and trained in the field...two Masters in it. Well, I really needed the change. Told him thanks for the offer, but I was happy in med-surg. It was really good seeing him, though. He is a good doc and really is a gentleman. I don't give that term out loosely...gentleman. I reserve it for men who deserve it in my eyes. But, he certainly earns the title.
Kicking around the idea again as to whether or not go back for my Doctorate. I'm 43, going on 44. Divorced, two kids...kids who will be starting college themselves starting in about 5 years. Thinking about retirement...which is pitiful. You know it should be a crime to have to work so hard to get ahead, to make something of yourself, and the cost of living just gets higher. Should I stay where I'm at (been here 5.5 yrs) and finish out my 20 without a Doctorate, should I move risking further hits to my poor state of retirement to get a Doctorate, or what? I'm in such a point of confusion today. I don't know why? Maybe, I'm just getting older...still redefining myself. Not a second childhood, like who am I? More like, I know who I am, but where am I at with it? A subtle difference. Should I pick up teaching with my med-surg? Should I skip the whole Doctoral thing, and just branch off some more with my MSN, take a few more classes but in med-surg and get a CNS/NP in it? I just don't know? And I don't know what kicked all this off for me today, but something did. I know folks are mostly going back for a RN or BSN, and probably wondering..."what's his problem?" But, you'll see once you get your RN/BSN. You start to wonder all over again. You got to just trust me on that. I know alot has to do with retirement not seeming like an oh so vast distant future. I'm getting older...and it feels like I'm getting there quick, way too quick. Being divorced doesn't give me an edge either. No shoulder there anymore. At first, I was so gung ho about going back for that Doctorate....but, something changed for me today. Oh well, I'll sort it out somehow. Something good will come out of it all. I know it will.
Tweets, glad to hear the spouse is back
...Congrats on your score!!!
Your brother in scrubs