Movin' right along

Being a School nurse was…….

School nursing was a time…..

The thing about being a school nurse…..

When I look back at school nursing……

OK School nursing was simply not for me!! J I really do not know what else to say. Eventually, the teachers started being nice, I finally got added to the staff e-mail list so I wouldn't awkwardly show up in my crazy socks when they had changed it to "Crazy Hat Day", and the one Christmas card I got from a little boy who took an inhaler every day was slightly encouraging. But overall, this is not what I pictured I would be doing when I decided to be a nurse.

First off- I should NOT complain! I was very lucky to score the gig in the first place. Thank you Jan Jones at Health Services! Telling her I was leaving was hard because I felt like an ungrateful tiddy-babby. Without this I would have been doing nothing, or settled for job with a major contract and would not be able to tell you my big news:

I will soon be a nurse on PICU at TEXAS CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL! MMMM that feels so good to say, type, or get up and doing a little jig to. Am I scared?…… uh yeah! I have been sitting in a school all year taking temperatures and screening vision….I am terrified! Bonus news alert:

It’s the GN program! Meaning I get paired up with a fellow nurse to work with for the first 20 weeks. This news was like zofran for my nauseous stomach. Can I repeat how awesome this is?!? THIS IS AWESOME!

As usual, I am also tripping into a little Guilt Coma. Am I abandoning these kids? Is leaving a pride issue? Where is my commitment? How will I face the staff after they find out?

I will hopefully quickly work through this and just get excited about how Jon and mine’s life keeps “Moving Right Along”!

Nothing soothes a nervous spirit quite like the Muppets!

Cooties

The Happy, Depressing, Celebrate, Sob Day

Yeah say what?! And that is exactly how my mind felt all day-- I was on feelings overload (thanks for that birth control :) )

I have adapted over the last year to limit my emotional response... It was becoming too much with the lay offs at Cessna, Jon moving to Houston, Getting kick out of Weddings, getting rejected from every job on the planet, etc. I learned to kinda not really "feel" the change or the news, but just roll with it.

Here is a summary of events. Originally Jon was leaving Friday but his Visa never came in so his flight out changed to Monday. He was all packed to leave for India but he needed to spend a couple hours at the office wrapping things up before I came to pick him up and take him to the airport. While he was at work, I did my usual morning routine of job prowling. I checked the status of some apps to see once again Rejected; that the Hospitals are only taking RN's with experience and I have to wait till January for the next GN internship. BOOOO! So I am all mopey-- Jon's gonna be gone for a month and I'm not going to have anything to do. Plus the looming thought that I will never be employed. These ideas were completely depressing.

I pick him up and we go eat his last Mexican food for awhile and I am trying to be all supportive with my cheesy "This is going to be great for your career" word vomit. We get in the car to go to the airport and I have a voicemail. Enter the emotion overload:

I got a job offer! WHAM!

Basically the result was just a mess. I was doing this laugh, cry, snort thing and I literally ended up over a trash can dry heaving because I could not catch my breath. And that just made me laugh harder and then cry harder. Really a sick cycle!

I am sad that Jon will not be here on my first day as a School Nurse (which I will post more about later) but I am soooo thankful his Visa got jacked up and he got to be with me when I found out about it!

I did learn a small lesson... I few small cries here and there are a lot easier for the men to respond to than the heck of show I gave him! I ended the day catching up on So You Think You Can Dance and pretending to be a contemporary dancer to celebrate.