So I've decided to get myself out of the financial hell that we are in. I'm just going to work alot. With a few other strategies. I'm tired of things the way they are. I may not be able to write as much on here. But I will try to stay connected.
Just finished day three of work. Plan on doing three more in a row - if not more. Overtime is killer. The Almighty dollar you know.
Worked med/surg on Monday. I got to work with Heather, and Gilbert, and Veneta. Which was very cool. Heather and I even got to go out for a smoke break together. And Gilbert just keeps the day interesting. Veneta is going to help me with my finances. She is very smart. I told her she needs to be my financial mommy. Heather is just my kindred spirit. Sisters.
Worked labor and delivery the last two days. Horrendous things have happened there recently. Don't even want to write about them. Too many dead babies. Too many bad bad things. Very draining. But it is home, and I hope I am there tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow I will get to help someone very special come into this world and it will be beautiful.
So I kiss my own babies tonight. Right now I don't care if they cry, or misbehave, or crawl all over my tired body. And I think about how lucky I am to have been safe when I brought them into the world. I could be her. She could be me. Evil and death do not discriminate. I kiss my babies and my husband and love them. And thats all that matters.
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That is my entire point when we have our little disagreements, we have each other, and that is better than most of the shit out there!!!!!
I love you, I need you, and I appreciate you.
ROYCE
you guys are very lucky to have each other. I know you know this but hold on to it for those of us who do not.
I'm sorry for what has been I'm sure very draining. I could not do that job. Give me a good old crazy, depressed psycho person any day. Dead babies? no thank you.
I'll be ok Barb, just need to re-group. I feel scattered and sort of all run out at the edges. Chaos in all areas of the life and not very much happy. Music is still (thankfully) the happy, but nothing else. So I need to spread it all out, throw out the stuff I'm keeping for no apparent reason (both real stuff and the emotional/psychic) and that will clean the slate back up. It's that time of year I go through these anyway so I expect the dips. OH, I get to see NIN again. :) :) In May they will be at a tiny ampitheatre less than 8 miles from my house. Yay for Trent.
ok, take care of you. I love you too. I need to come see you. soon.
and for the previous post you put up - there is nothing like an Arizona thunderstorm. Nothing. But if you want rain and green and clear blue skies and snow topped mountains in the distance and peaceful days, come live near me.
Music is really the only universal language. It gets to a part of the brain that stimulates memory and can get through when nothing else can. When I was with my grandmother when she passed I insisted that we put music on. She passed with Chopin and Beethoven in the air. Your father always had the nicest smile and warm handshake. Nothing takes those memories from you, even if you forget them like he might have, they are still filed away in there. Play more music. Play more.
Royce could not have said it better. You ARE indeed lucky to have eachother! It's refreshing, as I said before...to see that people are actually happy and in a sucessful relationship where you two care so much about eachother. Thanks for sharing!
:) Cheers!
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