how i scored free scrubs

this is a true tale experienced by JV, small town nurse.

it was a nightshift. not a night like any other night for the night started off with a high level of annoyance and frustration. Wait, did i just say it was NOT a typical night?... The staff member before me had done an excellent job of muddying up her work and i spent several hours playing catch up and straightening things out so come morning i wouldn't look like a dorkus.

Then, a few hours into the night, things started to look up. I had a rootbeer. And corn chips (corn is no place for a mighty warrior!). And the ER nurse was doing all of the work on my new admission for me. This is a very good way to be appreciated by your coworkers. At least, it initially seemed as if she had done me a favour. But my friends, let me tell you something. A slow-moving 92 year-old patient who has had not one but TWO enemas (top and bottom)just before being transferred to your care is not the recipe for a good time.

The LPN and i went it to do a little clean-up. Unfortunately we were ill-prepared for what awaited us...liquid poo splattering EVERYWHERE.

The ER nurse was forced to unlock the OR so i could borrow some surgical scrubs. I think the top was an XXL. But the pants are really comfy.... And at least the admitting doctor, when he returned in the wee hours of the morning to attend to something else, apologized for the mess he had ordered.

the Plan - brilliantly executed

So i did it!

i avoided work and went to the festival AND the Grassroot Deviation show!
(while i did go alone, i did at least call someone to go with me but Buddy wasn't home and the answering machine seemed out of order. Zoë, as fun as a tea invitation could be, i thought the GRD show would be a little better.)

I made it to the choir festival and didn't pass out from embarrassment when i had to sing a few noticeable measures by myself as my sectional mates (all one of them) silently abandoned me. I had been all prepared to sneak out before the clinic (number one because clinics are boring and number 2 because i wanted to go to the GRD show) but in the end it wasn't necessary. The adjudicator was some crazy manic woman who spent about 15mins telling us how impressive we are for such a small town and then we got to go home!

I made it to the Sasquatch after the first set, but the second set rocked so it was all good! And the drummer was the brother of a guy from my nursing class so that was good too!

GRD

on my way to the hardware store yesterday i noticed that the Grassroot Deviation, an edmonton band from my nursing school days, is coming to town! A band i've actually heard of! And even seen before! Sweet! And they are playing behind my house. I wont even have to worry about parking or a long stumble home post-show.

unfortunately, i'm already double-booked that night - i'm on a nightshift at work and i'm supposed to be singing in a choir festival. i was going to ditch the choir festival but now i'm the only person singing a part in one of the songs. damn.
i shall have to format a plan... a plan to ditch work legally and attend both the choir festival and GRD...

STARS

some rather evil person sent me a "rad-ass" CD in the mail. evil person!

yesterday me and my cold piled into the Putt-Putt Wagon and drove to the Big City to buy a STARS cd since the evil person is a tease and put only one of their fabulous songs on the cd she sent.

i found some sun on the trip. and several boxes of kleenex.

my only regret was only buying one STARS cd (the store actually had two different ones in!) but i also got a new Be Good Tanyas CD so i'm not too degradetated.

that settles it

so here i am, its 622am and i am eating my breakfast before work. i am also getting distracted looking and blogs and online quizzes.
its all Bond's fault with his post on Are You a Movie Buff?
while i was looking at that quiz, i found some other fun ones. like "what year should you have been born?". i was hoping it would give an exact year but it just says under what year (it says i should be year of the rabbit).
and then i found "what advanced degree should you get?".
if the online quiz says it, it must be true.
i'm going to get my MD because it says i'm both compassionate AND brilliant. i was BORN to be a doctor. oh online quizzes, i love you!

not about groundhogs

i want cake.

yummy yummy cake.

maybe i'll make some.
cant think of any reason not to (besides the fact that i'll never finish a whole cake on my own but that doesnt seem like a good enough reason to refrain from baking).

and anyways, i'm half a year older today.
i declare it unpathetic to make oneself a cake.

i wish i still had the tiara i got for my birthday that Sean broke and didnt replace. then i would wear my tiara and my pink frilly apron and make myself a cherry chip cake with pink frosting even though i apparently dont like pink because i think it would be fun.

i deserve cake!

everyone deserves cake.