I do pediatric home health care nursing right now. I currently have a main patient and then sometimes pick up extra shifts because overtime can be sweet sweet money mostly outweighing how tired it makes me to work. I don't have a work place that I can store things at, and it changes a lot. I like what I do--pediatrics is awesome because I get to wear brightly colored scrubs and watch children's movies and television more than the average bear. I honestly never get tired of kids' movies. Even when I know them by heart, I love them!
My main patient right now is a bit of a drive from my house. San Antonio is a weird place to live sometimes in that it's a huge very populated city but is so spread out it doesn't always feel like a metropolis. I'm used to driving 20-30 minutes to get where I'm going, and I don't mind anymore. My drive to work right now is kind of great because it's going against traffic both in the morning and afternoon. In the morning I have to leave so early that I'm driving with all the people who know how to freeway drive, especially where it's two lanes and the speed limit is getting up there. In the afternoon, the cluster I'm driving with isn't so efficient all the time. There's one particular spot of freeway interchanges that I am always half expecting to witness a car accident or be in one myself. Thankfully it's a 5-10 minute section of my drive and then back to smooth sailing.
So I listen to the radio a lot and I also think a lot. It's an easy drive, even if it takes some time. And I feel like there's just so many driving/life metaphors. Like when I'm in the left lane because the right lane is pretty slow moving and someone drives up behind me super fast and stays inches from my bumper until I finally can change lanes. The majority of the time, that person will try to get around me by changing lanes, only to find that the reason I didn't do that was because there's another big rig just ahead.
Life lesson: Sometimes the people in front of you who are not doing what you think they should actually have more information than you do. It would do you well to pause and try to see a bigger picture than what you are getting huffy about.
Sometimes I'll go to merge from an on ramp to the left lanes and come up on a cluster of cars going just under the speed limit. I have learned (luckily just from observation and not anything else) that this typically means there is a police vehicle just ahead. I have no problem passing a police officer when passing them means I'm exactly at the posted speed limit. A lot of other people seem to subscribe to the philosophy that as long as they stay at least slightly behind the police, they can't get in trouble. Not true, friends. First, they can write a speeding ticket if they can clock you from behind them. And secondly, it's rare that there's just one lone police vehicle driving a certain stretch of highway. Those vehicles have radios in them too, yo. Overall, don't drive like an idiot and you'll be fine.
Life lesson: Overall, don't be an idiot and you'll be fine. Also, pay attention to the crowd around you. Don't just follow what they are doing, but look to see what is making them successful and what is causing hardships. Adjust your own plan accordingly.
I never ever never get enough sleep. I have given up trying and simply try to get enough to function in a pleasant manner until at least the time when the boys are supposed to be in bed. Most of the time I make, sometimes I do not and on those days you will find me making lengthy bathroom trips where I will be staring at the ceiling and deep breathing. I always drink some sort of caffeine in the morning. My husband works at Starbucks and keeps me pretty caffeinated, but there's not ALWAYS a drink in the fridge ready for me to grab and go. I drive thru Starbucks sometimes on the days when I've only been awake for 30 minutes but know I need the jolt. And sometimes when I'm just super blah, I'll get a pastry. A warmed chocolate crossiant is super tasty. Not too sweet but definitely chocolate and chocolate makes me happier than is perhaps reasonable. But warmed means gooey.
Life lesson: A warmed chocolate crossiant is not a good choice in the early morning while driving because you could get all the way to work without realizing you have a. Giant chocolate blob on your shirt. If you're a nurse, it'll just look like you have poop on you. All day.
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