Kaboom!

Okay first some history….my man before having a ready made family use to keep loaded guns around the house because you never know what kind of crazy might break in. Paranoid? No prepared he tells me. He actually had a loaded gun in his recliner. He told me that he was sleeping one time and this bible seller came in the house and he said he scared the crap out of the man because he pulled the gun on him. Course the jack ass shouldn’t have come in the house while he was sleeping. Anyway when me and my girls moved in he had to break the habit of having loaded guns. Because if something happen to my girls I would be force to shoot him…lol
He does pretty good and locks his guns and bullets up now but around hunting season he sometimes forgets and i have to nag him…yes I said nag…because i tell him and it goes in one ear and out the other. Knowing my luck I would be me cleaning and I would end up shooting myself. Course he tells me to leave his crap alone and he would clean it up himself. Yea okay 3 months later maybe. Anyway…a couple days ago he was putting his bullets back up in the lock box and the lock fell off and on to the dresser top…KABOOM!!!
My hubby says all he saw was a flash of light…and oh shit what did i shoot???
Nothing thank GOD…dumbass had bought some high power poppers for forth of July and some fell out of the box and when the lock fell off it hit one of those and scared the shit out of my man. I laughed my arse off at him. Serves him right! I think now he will try a little harder..at least for a little while.

Hanging on by a Thread

I have been trying to keep my head above water at school, between trying to juggle work and many other things for school it makes it hard to get good study time. In nursing you have to have a C in order to pass (75). I have had to B on my tests and the rest have been C. Mainly because I really need to increase my study time. The biggest scare is that I have the worse freaking subject left…immunology and endocrine…ugh So instead of hunting this year at thanksgiving I will be working on my 3 papers and redoing my stupid care plan. I didn’t learn how to do the care plan like the 1st year students did. She was a little more lenient on the LPN students because we all messed up the same parts. So we get to redo it and turn it in after thanksgiving…I hope to get time to study for this freaking test…I am sssooooooo tired…that I am trying to stay awake in class…and trying not to fall asleep behind the wheel….sheesh…if i graduate…i plan to sleep a month to catch up…

Sim Patients

So usually we have Sims lab at Radford university even though we have our own Sims lab. The sad part is that there is not enough faculty to actually run it. But this last Thursday we actually got to use it will our teacher. Now mind you it wasn’t as organized as our main SIMS. But these SIMS were set up to keep failing as we were failing. For Example the first group of 4 went up and had a patient that was in the ER for a knee amputation that was bleeding. So they knew that they had to put pressure on the site. But there was no orders to go by to figuring out the meds or protocol was really hard. They hung Fluids and gave pain meds…but the patient got worse and before you knew it they were doing CPR. It was actually more comical…because they were running around..and it was so chaotic… But they were trying harder and harder and the patient just got worse…I was dreading my turn…well out patient was a surgery patient that came in to the ER unconscious with a crazy wife that we had to try to calm down and get out of the room because she was beating on the patient. Come to find out we had to go back and get info from her to find out that the patient had OD on Lortabs. So we had to give Narcan and fluids…and then the patient of course got to decline on us and we had to use the ambu bag on the patient. The more we did the more thing the patient declined….it was comical..but the reality is it was scary as hell…that at some point…i will be doing this for real!
We got to practice putting in ET tube…which was awesome…

We also convinced the teacher to do the simulation…so we could have a good laugh..forgot she worked in ER on her summer days…crap she did pretty good with 2 other students…even one of the students pretended to be the girlfriend of the gun shot wound patient…now that was comical…she did an awesome crazy person…so that was my fun on Thursday. We also ate out to celebrate the last clinical for the year!!!! whoo hoo!!!

My life in ciaos

Okay dialysis paper and AA are still due,
Get tomorrows notes for muscular system too.
One more dose of Sim’s Lab left to do,
I haven’t even started the questions, boo hoo.
Registration for spring, Graduation form turned in,
More money to come up with, this should be the end.
Make up clinicals for the free clinic coming soon,
Time for 12 hours at work, great a full moon.
12 hours nah, let’s make it 14 hours instead,
No help again, guess i will come home dead.
Get out the poster board, get out the glue,
It’s time to teach brushing teeth to rugrats too.
1st of the month, have i done the bills yet?
Nope its the 5th and I am now far in debt.
Kids to and from church tonight,
Say a pray for mom alright?
School uniform washing for clincals next week,
I forgot my uniform last time, i just started to shriek.
Questions for psych, missed that email,
Hurry up, hurry up, I am going to fail.
Dog jumping on laptop
Feed me Feed me you forgot!
12 year old cooking again, not time to stop,
My Care plan is due, my head is about to pop.
School nurse and OB next on the list,
Oh darn, man’s birthday I just about missed.
Christmas shopping done yet? It’s almost here,
Nope last minute shopping for me I fear.
3am care plan is done,
Printer has died, oh great, what fun.
Why does this thing decided to waits until then?
Jump drive and email to the rescue again.
Woke up at 5 with sick kid number 2
With a nice temperature of 102.2.
Kid 1 calls, my lunch pail is at home!
Sorry mom is in school, can’t answer the phone.
6 months to go, until the big date,
Won’t my life be dull….after I graduate.

Moon Crazies patients

(pic took w/ my camera attached to my dads telescope)
Have you ever experienced Moon Crazies behaviors associated with the Full moon?
I work in a Long Term Care Facility and I HATE full moons because for next few days it seems like all of the patients I care for are louder, more prone to disruptive behavior, more unwilling to cooperate, and would revert to behaviors they usually don’t do like (biting, nudity, screaming fits, destroying property, refusing medication, etc).
I've Bet my readers out there that are in other professions have experience some type of Luna craziness, i.e. (cops, ER workers, EMTs, funeral directors, coroners, mental hospitals workers). Have you noticed?....Are you a believer of this phenomenon? Tell me what do you think? Share stories…or just tell me you think its all in our heads. That we expect the worse so the worse happens?

I know that my pts refused to take their medicine today, were trying to climb out of their beds without assistance, crying more, moaning more, yelling more, and I swear at one point today all my call lights were on down the hallway. Not to mention I must of had to call the doctor at least 4 times today to get some type of new meds…ugh Even fully staffed today and I feel like I ran a marathon today…darn full moon…give it a rest already

This coaster ride of live…i am ready to get off please!

I know that live has its ups and downs…but lately I feel like i am getting a little sick to my stomach and I am ready to get off this ride of life.  Not ended it like in suicide more as in lay on a beach chair on a tropical beach and have some hunky waiter waiting on me hand a and foot.  Between school and my family and I think you might find me in the mental ward or jail..lol

First lets start with the constant bickering. My girls are 15months apart and completely opposites.  My youngest is the girly girl, organized and apparently a grade level below in reading.

My oldest is the tom boy,  who never seems to comb her hair and her room looks like a bomb went off.  If you don’t keep up with her she will wear dirty clothes if left on floor.  She is unfortunately taking more after my ex than i wish.  I just found out she  got a F in math. 

My redneck man, who grew up with a mommy that did everything for him…possible wiped his ass is sloppy, constantly cusses, and had inherited the family pass time of drinking.
Now mind you I am no angel. I can be hard to live with.  I am a perfectionist, organized and can all around be a bitch.  Or at least my man seems to call me that most times.
So my dilemma is do I try to fix the family issues or hope that all can survive for the next 3 months and 5 days left before I graduate and pray no one dies?

My man is no help. He won’t take the kids any where. Not to band or church youth group. He works hard and thinks kids would do better if just left with nature and not culture.  Making him in charge of the kids education is scary and would be better off in my dogs paws.  He has taken over cooking but I think he did that because I have slacked off on it and gone to quick and easy meals.  That’s about all he does.  My youngest helps out the most and will do anything if asked.  But she shouldn’t have to do it all herself.  In fact the man has learned that and will inform me that the house got clean and most of it was done by her.  While he drank his beer and watched. My oldest…uh lets just say its never done right and most times you have to go back and redo it anyway.  She has struggled in school to the point that i had her test to make sure she wasn’t ADD.  Nope she was borderline.  So no help there.  My man is high against any drugs to help her focus.  Oh did i mention she still wets the bed?  she is 12. dr said there is nothing physically but possible age issues.  Meaning she will grow into her bladder.  He told me 2 yrs ago we could put her on meds for it.  Which btw is an antidepressant with suicidal ideation as a risk…so uh no thanks,  So reading most family blogs I see everyone else's kids excelling and skipping grades…what the heck am I doing wrong? we do extra math and reading.  But heck some of that math was 20yrs ago when i did it.  The teachers are a joke.  I mean don’t you think they should have let me know she was slipping in grades instead of waiting till it was on the report card.  This kid had be grounded from everything.  No videos, no TV, no overnights, and this time i am not letting her go to the dance.  I mean this has been going on for the last 2 yrs at least.  She knows she is suppose to show me the low grades so that we can work on them.  But i never seem to see those papers.  Unless i am there in class holding her hand and telling her what to do I am beginning to think we might not make it to high school.  Is anyone else out there having issues?
and as for the man that's another blog

psychotic or demented?

Okay so you get a new pt because the state hospital has declined them…an emergency admission. Yea! Then your told that the pt. like to wander..ok demented…also likes to attack for no reason..never no what might set him off. Great…why is he in a room with a pt that can’t get out of the bed then? Sometimes uses the bathroom and sometimes doesn’t. Won’t always let you assist him to the bathroom and won’t wear depends…great…stays up 3days at a time then crashes for a day. Hey lets put him with other pts who are trying to have a normal life and sleep. Then it starts all over. Well lets just say within 12 hours Haldol was ordered..because he tried to attack a nurse. So does the state still think its dementia and not psychosis? Give me a break…what makes him crazy when he attacks a resident or a nurse? Hello he already attacked the family member and police was called…ding ding ding can we say crazy??? We are not staffed to take care of this high need patient…why the hell did we accept this pt? Just to fill a bed? Thanks admissions…we get the bruises and you get the money.

weird redneck stuff

okay so I have learn that the rednecks here are entertain with simple things, eat strange things and say weird stuff here goes…

1. My husband does not like cake…let me say it again does not like cake but his mom will insist on making cake for his birthday every year that never gets eaten….what does he like?  Icing…as in tube of it and eating it plain… So my daughter bought him that tube above..
2. Leading to my mans next obsession…the color of his poop after eating such an item…or asking others that have eaten blue poop coloring icing…yea just what mejis wants you to ask…is the baby’s poo blue?
3. Following a comment the next day…i tried to take a pic of the poo with the camera..but the lighting was all wrong.. serious?  just the lighting was wrong with that statement? sheesh
4. What did his sister get him for his birthday?  A whole pork loin…hmm meat from your sis…redneck
5. My crazy redneck lab dog…enjoys cleaning my mans toes…only his toes…and i have seen him chewing on his toe nails…can you say ewww gross!!!
6. My man has chewed on a milk bone just to aggravate the dog…mmm minty fresh!
7. Another gift for his birthday…moonshine..yea major redneck border lining into hillbilly
8. My man also has no problem with a birthday cake like this…. yup he watches SpongeBob…blames the kids..yet they are sometimes at school when he is watching
9. my hubby finds it funny to throw farts..ask for a hug and then fart…pull the covers over your head..fart…oh yea what entertainment
10. Also i have learned when he says hey look a raccoon…does not mean its alive…sure Hun lets play identify the dead thing on the side of the road..whoo hee
11. I have learn also that rednecks cannot take pictures…even if they have the same camera as me…people are never centered, and 12 pictures of the same bird is not exciting…unless its rare…but a sparrow or whatever that bird was…not interesting
12. When my man want his brother…he will ask me to message mejis and have her tell him…ugh..its called the telephone..or even sadder walk up there…they live right behind us…
13. Or if his brother is shooting or playing with fireworks…mine has to retaliate with his own gun or fireworks…like he has to one up his brother..is that some type of redneck mating dance…bang i have big balls…i am sexier..come mate with me? good grief…anyway that is my redneck man

weird redneck doings

okay so I have learn that the rednecks here are entertain with simple things, eat strange things and say weird stuff here goes…

1. My husband does not like cake…let me say it again does not like cake but his mom will insist on making cake for his birthday every year that never gets eaten….what does he like? Icing…as in tube of it and eating it plain… So my daughter bought him that tube above..
2. Leading to my mans next obsession…the color of his poop after eating such an item…or asking others that have eaten blue poop coloring icing…yea just what mejis wants you to ask…is the baby’s poo blue?
3. Following a comment the next day…i tried to take a pic of the poo with the camera..but the lighting was all wrong.. serious? just the lighting was wrong with that statement? sheesh
4. What did his sister get him for his birthday? A whole pork loin…hmm meat from your sis…redneck
5. My crazy redneck lab dog…enjoys cleaning my mans toes…only his toes…and i have seen him chewing on his toe nails…can you say ewww gross!!!
6. My man has chewed on a milk bone just to aggravate the dog…mmm minty fresh!
7. Another gift for his birthday…moonshine..yea major redneck border lining into hillbilly
8. My man also has no problem with a birthday cake like this…. yup he watches SpongeBob…blames the kids..yet they are sometimes at school when he is watching
9. my hubby finds it funny to throw farts..ask for a hug and then fart…pull the covers over your head..fart…oh yea what entertainment
10. Also i have learned when he says hey look a raccoon…does not mean its alive…sure Hun lets play identify the dead thing on the side of the road..whoo hee
11. I have learn also that rednecks cannot take pictures…even if they have the same camera as me…people are never centered, and 12 pictures of the same bird is not exciting…unless its rare…but a sparrow or whatever that bird was…not interesting
12. When my man want his brother…he will ask me to message mejis and have her tell him…ugh..its called the telephone..or even sadder walk up there…they live right behind us…
13. Or if his brother is shooting or playing with fireworks…mine has to retaliate with his own gun or fireworks…like he has to one up his brother..is that some type of redneck mating dance…bang i have big balls…i am sexier..come mate with me? good grief…anyway that is my redneck man

Redneck Texting

I will tell you that first I am not a fan of texting.  Never had it and usually block it from my plan so I don’t get charged for stupid texts.  Hey its call the invention of the telephone…you just talk in it.  Okay Okay i know that in some instances texting is quiet and doesn’t disturb others but anyway…I have finally moved up in the world and got a blk berry.  Which just feeds my internet addiction.   I got it because my instructors are constantly emailing and changing their minds when if comes to meetings and deadlines.  Now I get my emails straight to my phone just in case they change their mind at the last min.  Anyway on to the redneck world…my hubby got a new phone when we upgraded and it has a better signal than what we had.  So my hubby, who goes to bed at 830 most nites, was up until 12 midnight playing with his new phone.  Even called me from the bedroom for me to bring him a beer…great now we have room service?The package that I have with my phone gives us free texting.  So for shits and giggles I sent him one while at work on lunch break…only after the second one I get a message that say F Y this shit sucks just call me… (that was the exact message) well at least it was spelled right my brother in law has issues with spelling.  I know the king of taking pictures of every Efin  nature thing in the world and send it to me via texts pics….yea!  Yup its a flower…and another flower..lol  But the most amusement he has right now is calling with in the house to ask whatcha doing?  Like he doesn’t call me enough already throughout the day. Sheesh. But to top it all off was when he ask me to ask my sisterinlaw to ask her man to send him that picture of the cougar dragging off some deer.  Why can’t they talk to each other?  Why are we the go to person?  Have they forgot how to use the phone? Pfft!