A little update...

It's been SUCH a crazy day!  Our schedule was busy (no surprise there with the full moon) but on top of that we had two admissions and almost a third when one of our patients began having a panic attack when she got in the car and her airways were pretty damn close to closing.  Luckily the patient wasn't alone and her sister came back upstairs (yeah, we're on the 2nd floor) to get some nurses.  Tammy was able to calm the patient down enough to let her go, but she should have been admitted...she refused.  Then, Jennifer hasn't been feeling well the past few days and even started having contractions over the weekend.  None of us think she'll make it til next week.  And each of the exam rooms in the office have a pull-out shelf to place papers, equipment, etc but a couple of the docs like to put their laptops on it.  Well, one of the shelves fell.  With the laptop sitting on it.  And he still had patients.  And we only use electronic medical records, no paper. 

To all of you I'm sure this doesn't sound like much "craziness" but in our little universe that's quite a bit.
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The other day I was driving home from work and was coming down this big hill on our road that has kudzu ground-cover.  Anyway I occasionally see a beaver in the kudzu wandering around but this particular day I was at the top of the hill when I saw a brown lump on the side of the road.  I instinctively slowed down and as I got closer I saw that it was a momma with two babies!  She was carrying one in her mouth (ouch, right?) and one was following her.  That baby was SO stinking cute waddling behind it's momma looking like a little brown ball of fluff. 
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I just finished constructing the favor boxes for Jenn's baby shower tomorrow after work and I got to thinking.  Somehow I always become the person who oversees these types of things.  From Megan's bridal shower, to Tammy's birthday party, to Leigh's wedding and now this.  Not that I'm complaining - much.  It does suck that when the plans are still in the discussion stage everyone seems all excited and rearing to go, but when the plans need to start turning into actions the players begin falling off one-by-one.  I don't want Jennifer to feel that her "event" isn't as important as someone else's because people don't want to participate or help.  Ah well.  Probably just the rantings of a pre-menstrual female who feels engulfed by pregnancy and birth.  ;o)
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I went to my parents' house tonight for dinner.  Momma gave me the "tentative calendar" for Daddy's upcoming stem cell transplant.  Poor Daddy, it's gonna be tough.  Not only do they/we have to travel to Duke Hospital for about 7-8 days before the actual transplant, but he will be admitted to an actual unit within the hospital (a fact we didn't know til now) before he can be moved to the apartment that will house him and Momma and I for the 3 weeks following.  The whole treatment begins at the middle/end of June, but the transplant is tentatively scheduled for July 7.  Since it's not an actual surgery I know that he'll do absolutely fine, but I do worry about his pain management because he will be on a lot of chemo and nupigen (a stem cell generator that causes him a lot of bone pain) - he's a silent sufferer, and sometimes those are the ones that make you hurt for them the most.  Wish us luck!
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Oh yeah, I found a great quote a couple of weeks ago that I would like to share with you.  I feel that it can be applied to everyone, not just myself.

"Scars tell where you've been; they don't have to dictate where you're going."

Pretty good one, huh?