Wednesday, July 31, 2013

This cracked me up.  Apparently, there are cliques even among our feathered friends.


Unfortunately, that link no longer works.  It appears the videos have been taken down.

I have been busy for the last couple of days working on some articles for a website.  It keeps my mind busy so I don't dwell on things, and it makes me feel like I still have my hands in nursing.

The song I had tried to link, "Clouds," is available for download.  It's worth the $1.00 and change it costs to download it, plus the money goes to a good cause.


Tuesday, July 30, 2013



This makes me feel ashamed for all of the times I have been such a whiner about having cancer.  What a beautiful way to increase awareness of pediatric cancers..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sDC97j6lfyc

Monday, July 29, 2013

By the way...



The nurse in that picture is not me.  I may be old, but I'm not THAT old!


29 July 2013


OK, this is my first blog.  I am going to state for the record that I have no idea what in the heck I'm doing or even why I am doing it.  Too much time on my hands, that's what I'm going with.

As you can tell from my title, I'm a nurse.  That is, I was a nurse until my career was sidelined by ovarian cancer two years ago.  One minute I'm taking care of cancer patients, the next minute I'm the one with the bald head and a medi-port.  The cancer has not recurred so far, but it has left me with all sorts of wonderful souvenirs like nerve damage that makes Frankenstein look like a prima-ballerina compared to my stumblebum stagger.  Every so often the nerve damage will wake me up in the middle of the night to remind me that although I may be done with chemotherapy, chemotherapy is not done with me.

There were so many times before I was diagnosed that I would lie in bed after the alarm would go off and think, "God...I wish I were retired."  Now that I am not working anymore, I find myself missing nursing more than I imagined.  I even miss the days of running around with my hair on fire all day with barely enough time to pee, let alone eat.  It's like the Joni Mitchell lyric, "You don't know what you've got till it's gone..."

As for this blog, I'm not sure what it will be.  It might be partly about my nursing career (28 years--that hurts!).  It might be how things are going with me health-wise.  I may even throw in some observations about what's going on in the world.

So there you have it.  My first blog post.  I've finally entered the 21st century.