So I know I already blogged today but I have one hour left of work and I am STRUGGLING!! Hard core.... I woke up at 7:30am rip, roaring, ready to go... which may not seem early to you but when you don't start an 11 hour shift until 3pm it SUUUUUUUCKS. I basically ran outside and sat around my apartment twindling my thumbs just waiting for work to start. So now at 12:30 I am completely exhausted. I am sure that my near fainting didn't help either... it was seriously the MOST strange thing I have ever experienced. So I get paged to the CICU (cardiac intensive care unit) to do a bereavement (side note: on my late nights I also have to carry the on-call pager for the entire hospital - its a barrell of laughs - insert sarcasm - ) The specialist on that unit decided to stay and do the bereavement but asked if I wanted to help. She knows that A: I dont have a lot of bereavement experience and B: its most defintitely easier with two people. Mind you, this specialist is also high level specialist so it was intimidating in the first place to assist her with something like this...
So here we are... in the room... with about 20 crying family members... She has the child's foot in the mold and I am holding the child's hand in the mold (part of the end of life keep sakes we do is plaster hand molds so that the family takes home a 3D print of the patient's hand/foot/etc... picture Six Flags wax hand molds that were cool back in the day but plaster) anyway.. so Im holding a dead freaking hand, can't move the hand or it messes up the mold... and it hits me. I break out in a cold sweat (literally dripping sweat), the whole room goes fuzzy, and I just start shaking, praying to stay on my feet. THANK GOODNESS we were almost done when it hit me. So the other specialist and I grab the stuff we need and walk outside the room. She takes one look at me and yells at me to sit down and runs and gets me water. She came back and was like, "so, em... your kind of green" I felt like such a tool because I didn't want this high up specialist think that I can't handle bereavement... its not that at all! I really think its related to working out twice yesterday, again today, and (by my own stupid fault) I didn't drink water after last night's run or this mornings - last night I went straight to bed after the shower and this morning I drank coffee immediately afterwards. So I really think I was just extremely dehydrated. Anyway, scary shit.. totally embarrasing. I am dumb.
Sooo anyway, this kept me awake for twenty minutes... I really hope you are feeling better!!! Stupid being female!!! I can't freaking wait to see you in 22 days... I really can't even fathem (spelling?) how much fun the 5 of us are going to have in NYC... its almost too perfect I can't believe its real =) =) =)
Love you pumpkin and have a great hump day!!!!! And tell Johnny to propose in the next 21 days because I really want to be able to see the ring!!!!
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