Bahamas and such.

I am currently feeling blah. I have some nausea and abdominal pain, but nothing serious. Just uncomfortable.

We had a great trip to the Bahamas! It was very very relaxing. We did a whole load of nothing much. Lots of sitting around and applying 6 bottles of sunscreen!

We stayed Friday through Wednesday. Sunday we just lounged around the pool and I felt like poo. The baby was kicking and squirming all day. I felt drained, and I thought it was from all the activity from the baby. Then around midnight I woke up with killer abd cramps and gas. Then the had the flux. UGH. I got better around 6am. Monday was rough b/c I had so little sleep, and my stomach was still cramping off and on pretty painfully. Before anyone worries about it being contractions- it wasn't. It was at the top part of my belly where my bowels have taken up residence. It was definitely spasmodic type.

Anyhoo. We had a super romantic dinner on the beach Monday night and we had fabulous food.

After we got back to the room, I had a wonderful surprise. The butler (yes, the rooms came with a personal butler) had made up a wonderful bubble bath for me and put flower petals all over the room. there was a happy birthday banner and a piece of cake for us.

Around 12a-1am it all started for Lance. He had it much worse than me and ended up having to take medicine to help stop the diarrhea. Tuesday we just hung out in the room. :)

The flight home was fun- we stopped over in Miami for about a 7 hour layover. We wandered down to South Beach via bus and had a super expensive lunch. Seriously $88 bucks for lunch. Stupid huh?
After some delays (par for the course) we got home around midnight. Ugh. Then we had to hurry and repack to fly out at 615am to Chattanooga.

We had fun in Chattanooga visiting friends.....then Saturday afternoon poor Lance started having tummy issues again. I had been fine...until today. :)

I called all the doctors for lance and I, and the consensus is to drink fluids and wait it out. Ugh. Gotta love waiting it out. I have an OB appointment on Thursday so they will do a follow up and check on me then.

I just feel so freaking puny. Blah.

WTF is a bland diet anyways. HA HA.

Here are some photos for your viewing pleasure.

Hooooray!

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Lance is home safe and sound, and his flight from Atlanta was actually almost thirty minutes early. Can you believe that? Insane huh? Looking back over this trip- it was not one for the record books. I had fun- no doubt about it, but I am glad to be home and sick and coughing in my own bed. We changed hotels four times- but I must say the last one was a pretty nice one...so I didn't really mind all the time I spent just laying around playing Super Mario Brothers on my DS (that crap is ADDICTIVE!!!!).

I don't entirely know what happened to my friends out in Globe- the friends I made out on the Rez. Not one single one returned any of my emails. I tried calling the ER, but the people at the desk didn't know who I was.Obviously the wouldn't give me my friend's new phone numbers- or tell me if they were working. I just asked to leave a message that I called, and I wanted to see them. Who knows if they will ever get it. I just don't understand it- and it kind of hurts that I haven't heard from ANY of them. I have been trying since October or November- whenever we decided to go out there.
Oh well- God knows what he is doing b/c it turns out that the road to Globe, AZ was CLOSED when I was going to go up there to see them. Apparently all the recent rains caused a really bad rock slide. That is pretty scary. I remember one time when I was driving a rock (freaking BOULDER) fell in front of my car. I almost fainted!After the road was opened THEN the road was closed b/c there was a high speed chase and a shoot out old west style (no pun intended...okay-it was) in the canyon. Three or four fatalities and the road was closed for several hours b/c it was a big investigation. That was the night before I was due to fly out...and I probably would have had issues getting back for my flight, so thank goodness I didn't go that night either.

Honestly- all I really wanted to do was to sleep and vegetate and cough. Well, I didn't want to cough- I just couldn't stop.

I won BIG in Vegas though- I put a random dollar in a penny slot machine hit the max bet I could with one dollar...and ended up winning 18.33. :) I was pretty freakin' happy about that.

THEN we went for an hour or so to some Casino in Scottsdale, AZ. I really did win pretty big.....I played three card poker (which is my new favorite). I got three LOVELY ladies...and I had played the "Pair Plus"...I ended up winning 30:1 on my bet. :) I had bet $5 on the pair plus, $5 on the ante and $ on the whatever is left (haha, can you tell I paid attention?) I got $150!!!!!! I had been playing really really conservative for a while- and not betting the pair plus (basically you are betting that you will get a pair...if you don't you lose that money- even if you win the hand and win on your initial ante). I honestly can't believe I was really playing anyways b/c I am SO FREAKING CHEAP! I played the pair plus and the dealer said "oh-you must have a feeling!" I said I guess I do- either that or I need to cough. The dealer said something like "lets hope it isn't gas" (HA HA!)
I didn't' get a pair that hand. The next hand I didn't play pair plus, then the third hand I did play it again- and the dealer said "Oh- you have that feeling again" I just nodded b/c I was feeling sick of 10 dollars just going down the crapper.

The one other player at the table turned up his cards and he had THREE KINGS!!! He got his huge pile of chips....lots of greens and reds. I started internally freaking out...I didn't say anything out loud yet though. The pit boss came over and congratulated that guy, etc.

Then when the dealer came to my cards he said "well, was it gas?" and he flipped over my cards and I just started squealing like a little kid. High fives ensues, the dealer said something like "That feeling was definitely not gas" The pit boss came around and her jaw dropped "Two three of a kinds on the SAME HAND?" The dealer said "well,she said she had a feeling".

Then everyone nodded like I explained the meaning of life. ?

They wouldn't let me take a picture of my chips though. I had them give them to me....then I stacked them all up (I had them give them to me reds (5s)- because I am cool like that....after I raked them towards me "MWAAA HA HA HAA-ing" in pure evil fashion, I stacked them up and pushed them RIGHT back and said I wanted to color out.

This chick quits when she is ahead.

I went in with $100 and came out with $295. HECK YEAH! I will leave you with some pictures (hopefully...) .......

LOVE TO ALL!!!!

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eck.

So I have been battling a stomach bug- I woke up yesterday with really bad stomach pain and nausea. I was miserable. I got up took some gavascon, and laid back down. Lance went to work and out of the hot zone.

About 30 minutes or so after he left the excitement began. So that I don't gross anyone out (KAY MCKINNEY), lets just suffice it to say that it was 3pm before there was no excitement. I tried three times to use phenergan-but it wouldn't stay. :)

The sucky part about being down here is that I have limited people I feel like I can call to bring me stuff when I am sick. I had to wait until Lance got done with work to get some Jello to make warm jello water- I couldn't keep water down.

I was finally able to keep some crackers down today, but my stomach is still killing me. I think the vomicking really tore me up. blah.

So I finally got the energy to get up and moving today...but it is hard to do when you don't have any energy. I am feeling more puny as the day goes on, but I think that is b/c I have a total aversion to food.

NO I AM NOT PREGNANT. If one more damn person asks me- I will claw their eyes out. I have a stomach virus!!!!
That is about all the excitement in my life right now.

Lance is heading out to Mobile to meet Luke and eat dinner..watch the hockey game. I honestly don't care to go. I would rather writher away to be perfectly honest with you.

Love to all.

Last year....

Last year at this time I was getting over my tonsillectomy. That was horrible- check out the story HERE. Thank GOD that is something you only go through once in your life. Tonsils most definitely do NOT grow back. I have spent a lot of my life sick with head colds, allergies, chest colds. Last year's tonsillectomy was preceded with the previous 2-3 years of bad respiratory illness. A documented 3 cases of strep....two of which I didn't even feel that sick. Strep is not something you just want to carry around it can be BAD.(click there to see them) I had to get them out.

It was horrible. Even now, if I eat really spicy foods- I feel it where the tonsils were. Weird.

I have had ONE small head cold that I got over in two days since my tonsillectomy...UNTIL THIS!! I have been sick for a few days. I really thought it was the Flu...but I think now it was just a really REALLY bad sinus infection. The reason for this post is to remind myself that the pain is NO WHERE as bad as the tonsillectomy. I have woken up the last two nights around 1-2am with severe pain. The first night I dreamed someone was pouring molten steel in my nose as torture. The burning/pressure/pain was unbearable. Last night was even worse. I had to get up and pace, spray saline up my nose, gargle, suck on about 5 cepacols, take 4 ibuprofen, and wish like HELL I had connections at the ER so I could go get a shot of something.

After about two hours I felt better. I am still having really bad sore throat pain- I think my sense of pain from post nasal drip is different now. I think my nerves are still tender b/c the pain I had last night was JUST like day 4-5 post tonsillectomy. ugh.

I am hoping tonight will be better. BLAH

insomnia

insomnia

Current mood:lethargic

so, I have fiddled with the thing called a myspace layout generator. Can anyone tell me a good one that can fix with the background I want, and colors in the text boxes that I want, and everything still work? ie slideshows etc. Maybe I am just too tired to figure out what I am sure is right in front of my face. I had a really weird dream as soon as I fell asleep this AM, and now unable to go back to sleep. I will not go into all detail ...........I have Dean Koontz type dreams lately as that is what I am reading.....some weird psychogenic, out of body experience book- very good read- but making for weird dreams.

Anyways, tonight is my last night for this stretch and I hope it is easy and I get on my plane at 1110am tomorrow without difficulty. Work this week has been interesting. I have been pissed on (seizure), puked on (105.8 temp 2 year old), spit on (drunk/meth'd out teenager), groped (old blind man who really didn't mean it...I think...), and get this....told by a patient that she was going to report us for "having to much fun". No joke, she was serious. At the time we had 3 patients...two admissions waiting for beds at outside hospitals and her....so basically it was her. She was screened (triaged, or vitals and complaint taken), 5 minutes later the doc was in there, about 5 after he got out I was giving Morphine 5mg IM and Phenergan 25mg IM, and THEN as soon as I was done someone else went into draw blood.......she told the gal drawing blood that she didn't like us laughing, and talking and we were having too much fun and she was going to report us for that, and for being unprofessional and laughing while people are sick.....HA HA HA HA HA HA. She had freakin' PID...for those in the know that is PELVIC INFLAMATORY DISEASE.......hoochie rot, tuna boat syndrome, wash yo taco disease......and she was just a pain. I mean from the time she walked in until the time she got a SHIT load of narcotics (over medicated if you ask me) was quicker than most people even get to see the first person.

I ask- so for 7 days straight, 12 hours each day- she wants me not to laugh, or cut up or BE MYSELF? Whatever. I am getting jaded in the ER again. I thought I was over this after leaving RMC in Anniston, but it is bugging me again.....and I have to get it off my chest.....for those easily offended, do not read the following. This is my blog and I can say whatever the freak I want. For those out there that might get irritated at nurses or other medical staff b/c they seem to be "taking too long" or "laughing, and not caring about me"....SHUT THE FUCK UP. You are not the only person out there, and you have no idea what is going on. The 'nurses' you are getting mad at might be lab techs or x-ray tech that are just in scrubs. The nurses are probably getting your freaking medicine or starting someone else's IV. Perhaps they are giving a baby a suppository, or crying with a 14 year old that just got raped. YOU DON"T KNOW, SO SHUT YOUR MOUTH.

If you are able to complain and whine and bitch, then you are not that FREAKING SICK. Perhaps, yes, PERHAPS the nurse IS taking a break...perhaps she is going to the bathroom or scarfing down some food. well let me tell you- LET HER. She/he is only human.

Ever since a kidney infection last year and then urologist visits, cystoscopy and urodynamic studies later, I have been having to self cath myself every week or so. I have ruined the nerves in my bladder from holding it too long for too many years, and feeling guilty over people like this- so I would just hold it and run around taking care of everyone else but myself. NO MORE. I had a blood sugar of 44 one night last week b/c I was SICK as SHIT and still working and unable to keep much in me. Guess what? I still kept right on- sicker than 90% of the people I TREATED that night. Someone had the guts to ask me that night what was taking so long and I almost started crying...now I am just pissed. Tired and pissed.

So, sorry about the raving to anyone who is still reading this. I am going to try and get at least 4 hours sleep before I have get up and do it again. I hope I can stay asleep this time.

**Disclaimer*** I am not really normally like ths. I really do care, and I do love my job. I am a good nurse- just midly burnt out. again. Tomorrow is a new day and I have seven off and a trip to beach after this...then I will be my normal smiley, bubbly self

love to all