ixchel is working like the Rockstar that she is, and asked me to fill in for her. I know, I know, it's already well into the new week, so this will be short and sweet. Or will it?
A couple of nights have passed since I've talked to ixchel. We usually go 24/7. Before I realized she was working like she was, I couldn't get in touch with her. I was actually worried. Like, more than a little.
I've learned that my online friends are most definitely my real friends. Lines are blurred. I text my RL friends and I talk to my Online friends. (I actually knew this- but this week's worry popped it up for me.)
I've learned I need my AN School Nurse Co-Workers, but that my RL Co-Worker, in the form of the Social Worker that shares my office, is gold. Like Ponyboy Level Gold.
I've learned that my friends know I worry, and humor me thusly, by checking in with me PRN.
Except ixchel. For days on end...
When ixchel needed help this week, of course I obliged. The problem is, I really haven't learned much. I called on some of my friends to help me out:
From Dogen: "Ummm... I learned that people with schizophrenia were targeted by the tobacco industry, and that they funded research saying the people with psychosis were somehow resistant to cancer and also that it was critical to their recovery to let them smoke. Both of these lack evidence, but are still widely held beliefs, such that psychiatric hospitals were exempted from a federal ban on smoking in hospitals.
But really, people with schizophrenia are 4.5 times more likely to get lung cancer, and have 30% higher mortality rates than smokers without a mental illness."
Hmmm...
From WellThatsOod: "I just learned that vomited strawberries looks like jam!"
From OldDude: "I've learned my fellow nurses don't mind stepping in to defend the perpetuation of reason and support of their peers from those whose statements are unreasonable and inciteful."
(We gotchu.)
Thank you guys for helping out. Love ya.
Sports start this week in my HS. So many kids, coming down in pairs and groups, making sure their friends are appropriately cleared. I've learned that these kids know what teamwork means without setting foot on the field.
Some of our posters have been through a lot lately. DLHWB with her patient that killed himself. Poopycat with her new grandbaby (grandkitten?) Students starting school. Illness. Deaths. Weddings.
We have been helping each other here. We get flack for the snark, but I'm feeling the love.
(Just call me Farawimp.)
The theme is friendship, mental illness and the lack of good treatment those patients receive, vomit and strawberry jam, and sticking up for one another...or anything else you have learned.
I logged on and saw Far's comments and was like.... Do these people know something I don't?! Lol Then I saw JensMom's post and everything became clear :)
I'm so sorry to read this though - I hate being blindsided by stuff like that, especially when you think you've developed a solid relationship. Ugh. Frustrating and upsetting.
And thanks for all the compliments on my perceived immaturity. I'm proud to state that I'm currently in my mid-40s, but creeping very steadily toward late 40s. [emoji6] it's ok though because I appear to be 25; it's my well-oiled hair and my secret paraben sauce. [emoji56]
I just learned I may have pulled a muscle in my neck trying to deal with a difficult patient transfer last night.... [emoji16] and we had multiple people assisting. I'm hoping rest, ice and anti-inflammatories will get me out of bed in 6 hours....
Well, I did it. I told my current facility that I am going to reduce my hours, work my scheduled weekends and PRN. I am also going with an agency. I just need flexibility that I wasn't able to get. The other 2-10 would never trade with me, yet always wanted me to work for her. Enough of that. It was actually very freeing to make that decision and do it.
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I did, we played phone tag for half the day. Only to find out the position is night shift. [emoji22]