TO THE NBA FINALS!!!!
not we, but THE LAKERS!!!! YAY!!!!!!
4 more games! 4 more games and then ANOTHER CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
CAN'T WAIT!!!
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Happy Mother's Day!
Happy Mother's Day (belated)!!!
But really every day should be mother's day! We wouldn't be here if we didn't have mothers because they gave birth to us - so of course every one has a mother and they should be appreciated for all that they do! I know it sounds cliche, but really, words really can't describe how much my mom means to me. The picture is from Christmas but moms are the core so I thought this was appropriate. I love you Mom!
can I make a little side note that I love my hubby? he's so awesome. so i worked on Friday and Sarurday night and had one of the hardest weekends that I've ever had as a nurse. You know when they call CODE BLUE on those hospital shows like Grey's Anatomy and ER. well, we had to call a Code Blue on my patient - we pushed a lot of drugs (7 amps of epi), did a lot of CPR, bagged her and intubated her - we resuscitated her for an hour and put her on alot of blood pressure medications - and to top it all off, she's the mother of one of the attendings! in our hosptial it's similar to Grey's, there are interns, residents, chief residents and attendings. their attendings are a lot younger than ours bnt anyway, this is totally tangent, but it would be like treating Derek Shepherd's mom. but anwyay, we had that crazy night on Friday and Saturday was not better because the same thing happened - not to that extent - but still there were 20 people in my room helping me - but she is alive! Thank God! I prayed at Mass before I went to work on Saturday and even her son asked me if I thought that she would still be here when I came back. I prayed hard and we worked hard and hopefully she'll be there today when I come back but talk about stress! anyway, hence we haven't had a chance to do much let alone clean the house. and when I came home on Sunday morning, I received the most wonderful mother's day-to-be present. the house was immaculate! kitchen, dining room, living room, bathroom ... the counters were cleantd, the floors were cleaned, the table was polished and shiny with flowers in a vase on top, the floor was mopped, the carpet vaccuumed and in the living room sat a new glider and ottoman with a card that read "From Your Baby." i just melted. and of course i cried. damn hormones! but it was so sweet. i'll take a picture and post it. and when i sit in the glider, the baby kicks a lot. i'm trying to convince her that this is the seat she's going to be in when she's supposed to be falling asleep but this is where she likes to kick. she's funny. anyway, i love my hubby. have a beautiful day all!
Thursday, May 08, 2008
and here she is .............
so here's the 4d pictures .........
these were the best that we could get .............
she's shy .... and when she's asleep in a comfortable position, she doesn't like to be bothered .......... just like daddy ...
Enjoy!
these were the best that we could get .............
she's shy .... and when she's asleep in a comfortable position, she doesn't like to be bothered .......... just like daddy ...
Enjoy!
HAPPY NURSES WEEK!
Happy Nurses Week everyone!
I know all of you know someone who is a nurse so celebrate them this week. When I think nursing, I always think of my childhood. I grew up at the hospital. As most ofyou know, I aspirated a peanut when I was 3 - meaning instead of the peanut going into my stomach it lodged into the lower left lobe of my lung. I kept getting sick and coughing and the doctor had diagnosed me with croupe - another kind of lung disease. well, we then went to Childrens Hospital in LA and they found that it was a foreign object in my lungs. Because of that peanut, I went to the doctor's office ALL the time, first every three months, then every six months, then once a year. I would have to take PFT's - pulmonary function tests every year to see how my lungs were developing. This was all between the ages of 3 - 18. Imagine driving to LA - Sunset Blvd every three to six months to get my lungs checked. and we lived in Baldwin Park and Diamond Bar. Anyway, back to why I started this story, I had the same RN, Lucy, from the time I was diagnosed with bronchiectasis at 3 until about 15. Then she started doing research. But every time I went in - which had increased to once a year at that point - from the age of 15 to 18, they would page her and she would come down and see me during my visit. She really saw my grow up. And I always wanted to establish that kind of relationship with my patients. I don't know why I denied it for so long. I always thought I wanted to be a pediatrician growing up. Then I got to school and realized that it was way too competitive and too hard and too long. I even called Cal State Long Beach during my second year at UCI to see if I could transfer to their BSN program. But then I got comfortable and said that I could do something else with my BS in Applied Ecology - environmental and public health. and then it all came back to nursing. worked for a little bit and found my way bnck to where my heart has always been - the heart of a nurse. I was working at the nursing home and I would do my rounds every morning, check the change of condition reports, check the rooms, talk to the patients and one day there was one pt sitting in the middle of the hallway, I bent down, straightened her wheelchair into her spot and looking straight into her eyes and said "Good morning, Mrs. B." and she never really talked, but that morning she looked me straight in the eye and said "You're nice." and my heart melted. and I again realized that I wasn't made to work behind the desk. I know I complain a lot or vent a lot about work. it's stressful. it's hard. and it is very tiring. but it is so worth it. So anyway, to all of my fellow nurses, happy nurses week! you truly keep the caring and compassion to the bedside that no one else can provide.
I know all of you know someone who is a nurse so celebrate them this week. When I think nursing, I always think of my childhood. I grew up at the hospital. As most ofyou know, I aspirated a peanut when I was 3 - meaning instead of the peanut going into my stomach it lodged into the lower left lobe of my lung. I kept getting sick and coughing and the doctor had diagnosed me with croupe - another kind of lung disease. well, we then went to Childrens Hospital in LA and they found that it was a foreign object in my lungs. Because of that peanut, I went to the doctor's office ALL the time, first every three months, then every six months, then once a year. I would have to take PFT's - pulmonary function tests every year to see how my lungs were developing. This was all between the ages of 3 - 18. Imagine driving to LA - Sunset Blvd every three to six months to get my lungs checked. and we lived in Baldwin Park and Diamond Bar. Anyway, back to why I started this story, I had the same RN, Lucy, from the time I was diagnosed with bronchiectasis at 3 until about 15. Then she started doing research. But every time I went in - which had increased to once a year at that point - from the age of 15 to 18, they would page her and she would come down and see me during my visit. She really saw my grow up. And I always wanted to establish that kind of relationship with my patients. I don't know why I denied it for so long. I always thought I wanted to be a pediatrician growing up. Then I got to school and realized that it was way too competitive and too hard and too long. I even called Cal State Long Beach during my second year at UCI to see if I could transfer to their BSN program. But then I got comfortable and said that I could do something else with my BS in Applied Ecology - environmental and public health. and then it all came back to nursing. worked for a little bit and found my way bnck to where my heart has always been - the heart of a nurse. I was working at the nursing home and I would do my rounds every morning, check the change of condition reports, check the rooms, talk to the patients and one day there was one pt sitting in the middle of the hallway, I bent down, straightened her wheelchair into her spot and looking straight into her eyes and said "Good morning, Mrs. B." and she never really talked, but that morning she looked me straight in the eye and said "You're nice." and my heart melted. and I again realized that I wasn't made to work behind the desk. I know I complain a lot or vent a lot about work. it's stressful. it's hard. and it is very tiring. but it is so worth it. So anyway, to all of my fellow nurses, happy nurses week! you truly keep the caring and compassion to the bedside that no one else can provide.
Friday, May 02, 2008
so we finally know ...
its a ...................................
GIRL!
yay!
we saw a hamburger as opposed to a hot dog
yay!
next week is the 4d pictures so we can post them and freak dana out! i wish i was in hawaii with you gals! miss you!
anyway, see you guys later!
GIRL!
yay!
we saw a hamburger as opposed to a hot dog
yay!
next week is the 4d pictures so we can post them and freak dana out! i wish i was in hawaii with you gals! miss you!
anyway, see you guys later!
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