Wrinkles...not all they're cracked up to be.
Today I had a rather depressing moment. Someone actually asked me if I
was the girls grandmother. I seriously didn't think I looked that old,
but maybe it's time for that facelift after all.
Just me and my random and irregular thoughts since April 12th, 2004.
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Today I had a rather depressing moment. Someone actually asked me if I
was the girls grandmother. I seriously didn't think I looked that old,
but maybe it's time for that facelift after all.
But not in a good way. The morning started with Riley getting up this morning, coming in to cuddle with me, and then puking. She seemed fine, so we got dressed and went to ballet anyway. When we got there, she puked again, so no class for her. She just wanted to snuggle in my lap
anyway.
However, Sam was just fine, so she went into class. This is her first class all by herself. I hadn't counted on their first seperation to occur until years from now. Parents aren't allowed in dance class anyway, so it always gave me comfort that they had each other in there. I'm sure she's fine, but still...
P.S.
Apparently she missed Riley, and just sat for most of the class. They were happy to see each other again after class.
Heh, heh. My authentication word for my last comment was WackMo. Hee, hee, hee.
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One of the more exciting parts of my job is doing transports. This is when we have to go to another hospital to pick up a child too sick for them to care for. This usually means they need some type of specialists of which we have a lot here. Tonight I got to go out on transport in the fixed wing air ambulance. Basically, a small jet plane rigged for transport of medical patients.
On the way out I was able to fly in the co-pilot seat, and yep I got pictures and will post them as soon as I can find my camera cable. From what I could see, our top speed was 235 knots and our top altitude was 2400, flight time was 35 minutes on the way out, 40 minutes on the way back. On the way back I had to sit in the back of the plane to monitor our patient, but still had a decent view out of the portholes.
While I enjoy these trips, I only wish they didn't have to be at the cost of a tiny baby being seperated from their parents, having to endure many tests and procedures, and the associated physical and mental pain that go with them. No matter how exciting or fun the trip is, when we pick up that sick infant my feet hit the ground and I forget all else except that baby.
Saturday morning I got off work (at 7:00 A.M.), and headed down to the lab to get my flu shot which the hospital is requiring us to have this year. What's so good about that you ask? Nothing. It's just how my 24 hours started. I'm getting to the goodness.
After the injection, I hopped in the car and headed home. Now usually when I get home I have to go potty, and this morning was no different. However, when I got to the bathroom Riley was standing outside the door looking in. I asked her if she had to go, and she said yes. This marks the 5th day in a row that she has worn regular underpants to bed and woken up dry. Definite goodness.
After we had both relieved our bladders we spent a little Mommy Daughter time together in the construction mode. I had purchased 3 new chairs (1 for each of the girls, and 1 for Val), so Riley helped me put them together. She was a great little helper, and we had some great conversation together.
Then Sam got up, and helped us finish the job, and get the chairs sized correctly (they are adjustable for each child.) I had a little snack with the girls, and then it was off to bed for me.
When I got up, I showered, snacked, and headed off to work as usual. What happened next was definitely not usual. Liz and Andrea had dinner at home. Liz sent me a message saying they were making brownies. I mentioned how yummy that sounded, and the next thing I know Liz, Andrea, and Val show up at work with a plate of very yummy carmel brownies. Super goodness. The other nurses I work with loved them too. You guys rock!
In addition, Bill did a great job with my dinners. Yum, yum.
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