Saturday, June 13, 2009

Why these times try me so

Well the week is finally over. It didn't go the way i had hoped. Work was work and we did almost 175 cases. Friday was the worst. None of the cases went as smoothly as I had hoped.
Then in the middle of the week, my check engine light came on, which means we shall see.My son still not any closer to working then I had hoped. This means we are running behind on finances.
My daughter is having trouble with her best friend. I am at a loss as to how to advise her. The bible says god will only give you as much as you can handle. I am hoping and praying that He has seen fit to give me my share this go around.
I am sorry if this writing seems a little whiny. Matter of fact it sounds that way to me as well. But I am hoping that my writing about my life will reach someone as well. To show them that it isn't really as bad as it seems,well almost.
The good news is that the story I am writing for my first contest is almost done. I have to do some fine tuning. I am at 975 words so need to edit it down to 750, and change the story line a little bit as well. I have been doing a lot of reading of some very good short stories, and am contemplating that realm of writing.
I am also going out tomorrow and do some landscaping photos, another of my hobbies.
I hope by doing this it may relieve some of the anxiety of the previous week.
So for now god bless to all, and keep on writing.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Is it truly like father like son

My daughter and son are two opposites. First my son, he is 20 soon to be 21 years old. He loves to read, video games, and television. Now I wish he would take that energy and put it towards his life.
I can tell you he is a great and kind human being. When he focus's on a goal there is no stopping him in attaining it. I think at least part of the way he is turning out is my fault. When he was younger I left most of his upbringing to his mom. I was always working, and when I would get home i wouldn't spend to much time with him. Mainly because working nights meant sleeping days. Which did't leave much time for family bonding.
Then My wife became pregnantwith our second child. This pregnancy didn't go according to hoyle. She was constantly in and out of the hospital. several times taken out by ambulance. So what happened was, the t.v. became my babysitter. It was just easier. I know seeing your mom at five years old taken out by ambulances couldn't have helped either.
When his sister was born again he was placed second. Due to janey being born 3 months premature. She came home on monitoring, and all sorts of problems. My wife was also recovering. The pregnanacy had caused her kidneys to shutdown. So that couldn't have helped either.
I know these all excuses do not justufy Johns behavior. But could they really have helped? I will write further on this in the coming days. I also welcome any comments from any parents. This is a whole new realm for me.

Monday, June 8, 2009

What I do and why I do it

I have told you I work in health care. That part is true. M mom actually got me started. She had worked in our local hospital as a nurses aide. She had done this since as long as I could remember. That was her night job,during the day she worked as a meat wrapper in the local Market. Both my parents worked 2 jobs, and never ones that most people would say made sense. My father worked during the day as a granite cutter in the quarry in our town. At night he was the head chef in an Italian restaurant. Which was funny because my dad was a full blooded American Indian.

But I digress. After my dad passed away.My mother would bring me to the hospital to keep me out of trouble. So by the time I as ten,I could wrap an OR kit, and run it through a sterilizer. I knew the stocking level on most of the floors, and finally how to give a bed bath before I even turned 12. Impressive some might say. But not necessarily a normal childhood.

My mother raised me to believe .That if you worked in hospital well you would always have a job. She always encourage me to do hospital care. So that is what i have done. But not maybe for the reasons you may think.
I enjoy taking care of people. I find it very rewarding. My job basically entails assisting nurses and physicians in doing their jobs. I prepare the patient both physically, and mentally for procedures that they are about to under go.
Mentally I try to allay their fears.Because fear of the unknown is really the most terrifying for a human being. Than any other emotion. So being greeted by a smile. A joke or two will probably lighten the mood.
Some words of advice about coming to the hospital,or doctors office. Please if you arrive early do not think you are coming in early. Old wives tale. If you arrive late plan on waiting. Because early or late medical time is totally different than human time. Everyone waits, it is a rule that you are entering a hurry up and wait world. Your in a hurry we make you wait.
Second whatever anyone tells you multiply it by three. If someone says " We will be with you in a couple of minutes." That means at least 6 to 12 minutes. If you hear " It will take about an hour before we can do the x-ray." that equals a three hour wait just to be told " It may be another 15 to 20 minutes." which means another 45 minute wait. Then you go to another room to get changed into that lovely Johnie. Then your told it will be 5 to 10 minutes more, and you wait a half hour.
So as a rule of thumb. If you can do it. Take the day off for any type of medical visit. That way if it moves right along,
it will be a gift.
More on the ever changing world of health care. Also my adventures in this ever changing writer's adventure.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

How a marriage starts,or what not to do when you are in love

On today's date at 1pm I was married. The day started with my best man almost getting arrested on the way to the wedding. It ended with my new wife and I getting locked out of out hotel room at 3 in the morning.
We had been taken to the hotel by none other than her father. Who we both believed if he could have gone up to the room with us he would have. That was my first day with my new bride.It took 2 days for me even to say that I was married. But through that whole day I knew that I loved her.
The biggest question I think that people ponder is, what is love? well my answer came when I got married. I think that love is when two human beings can be themselves totally. No trying to impress each other,or feeling they have to act a certain way. It means both parties feel the kindred emotion of total acceptance.
That was how I felt about my wife. Yes through the years we had are battles,but we both realized the a relationship was like work. Both parties giving and taking,but for the same goal. To remain together forever. Communication with another human being is critical,after all nobody is a mind reader.Again just my opinion.
I mentioned my best man almost getting arrested. It is a very amusing story
It started that morning at his house,We all were recovering from my bachelor party from the night before. All of us woke up late,and e had an hours drive to the church. Somehow we managed to get out of the house in record time, and Dennis jumped into the driver's seat.
We must have been doing eighty down the highway. Twenty minutes into the drive I hear the siren, and Dennis says " crap I don't have my license." I thought he forgot his wallet so I wasn't concerned.
I was wrong, Dennis Told me right then that he had lost his license because of a DUI charge. I then thought we are so screwed.
He pulled over and the state trooper came to the window.
"License and registration." he gruffly said
"I can give you the registration, but I don't have a license officer." Dennis reluctantly said.
The trooper looked in the car, and asked where we were going?
" I am getting married today, and he is my best man."
"Not today he isn't, today he is under arrest."
Dennis proceeded to exit the car, as the officer told him to do.
But than he started taking his tux off."what the hell you doing."
screamed the trooper.
" If I get arrested, then he's going to need this tux for someone else."
The trooper told him to stop as he got to his shorts, and then asked if anybody else could drive. Dennis's brother said he could
"Okay you put your clothes back on, and you get behind the wheel. Then follow me."
That trooper gave us an escort all the way to the church. I think just to verify we weren't making it up. Not because he was being nice.
I got there 10 minutes ahead of my bride, and all she heard about the incident was that we almost got arrested. She went through the entire ceremony wondering what the hell happened.
Well that's enough for today, and may you all have a blessed Sunday. Stay tuned because if this is how it starts, think how the rest is going to go.