I love my life. I love my family and friends. I like to smile and laugh out loud. I can be trusting to a fault and give most people the benefit of the doubt. I consider myself an eternal optimist and have ZERO time for people with negative attitudes.
I am a nurse by profession and so far it's working out well. I love what I do even when I have bad days. I don't know where life will lead me and look forward to the challenge.
I am married to a great gentleman named Dan who takes great care of me. We have 3 dogs now and I am always threatening to bring home more.
I don't lose many friends. I just accumulate them along the way. They are all different and I consider myself pretty damn lucky since they all rule!
You know you're a nurse when...
The front of your scrubs reads "Nurses... here to save your butt, not kiss it!"
You occasionally park in the space with the "physicians only" sign... and knock it over.
You believe some patients are alive only because it's illegal to kill them.
You recognize that you can't cure stupid.
You own at least three pens with the names of prescription medications on them.
You believe there's a special place in hell for the inventor of the call light.
You believe that saying "it can't get any worse" causes it to get worse just to show you it can.
You wash your hands BEFORE you go to the bathroom.
You believe that any job where you can drive to work in your pajamas is a cool one.
You consider a tongue depressor an eating utensil.
Eating microwave popcorn out of a clean bedpan is perfectly natural.
You've been exposed to so many x-rays that you consider it a form of birth control.
You've heard a patient with a nose ring, a brow ring, and twelve earrings say, "I'm afraid of shots."
You've ever placed a bet on someone's blood alcohol level.
You've told a confused patient that your name is that of a coworker and to call if they need help.
Your bladder can expand to the size of a Winnebago's water tank.
You have seen more penises than any prostitute could dream of.
You believe that not all patients are annoying... some are unconscious.
Your family and friends refuse to watch medical sitcoms
with you because you spend the whole time correcting everyone and pointing out upside down x-rays.
You don't get excited about blood, unless it's your own.
You've sworn to have "do not resuscitate" tattooed on your chest. Soon.
Discussing dismemberment over a gourmet meal is perfectly normal to you.
Your idea of fine dining is anywhere you can sit down to eat.
Your idea of a good time is a cardiac arrest at shift change.
You believe in the aerial spraying of Prozac.
You believe that "shallow gene pool" should be a recognized diagnosis.
You believe that the government should require permits to reproduce.
You believe that unspeakable evils will befall anyone who utters the phrase "Wow, it's really quiet, isn't it?
You have ever had a patient look you straight in the eye and say "I have no idea how that got stuck in there."
You've had to leave a patient's room before you begin to laugh uncontrollably.
