Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Self Portrait Tuesday-If life was measured by...

What would life be like if it were measured by Tuesdays? For one, we would always be taking pictures of ourselves. Since I don't blog everyday, it sometimes feels like I am doing that very thing. So anyway...how the heck is everyone today? Here's something you should know...

"I always thank God for you because of his grace given you in Christ Jesus. For in him you have been enriched in every way-in all your speaking and in all your knowledge-because our testimony about Christ was confirmed in you. Therefore you do not lack any spiritual gift as you eagerly wait for our Lord Jesus Christ to be revealed. He will keep you strong to the end, so that you will be blameless on the day of our Lord Jesus Christ. God, who has called you into fellowship with his Son Jesus Christ our Lord, is faithful." -I Corinthians 4-9

Until next time (quite possibly next Tuesday) take care of yourselves.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Visiting Deana


Today was the first day that we had the opportunity to visit Deana, since she left for Maryvale. It was a wonderful visit. We brought BurgerKing with us and had a picnic outside the main facilities. She seemed very well adjusted and full of spirit and life. I can't believe how much she has grown and changed already. The visit went by really fast but I will do my best to get out there again before too much time passes. I have to say, it was a little awkward driving to a facility (not home) to see a sibling but I was happy for the opportunity. I wonder what it must be like for her to live and go to school away from home, to rely on strangers and to simultaneously be expected to adapt to the world and function 'normally' according to its social standards. I miss that kid, let me tell ya. I'm sure we all do. I pray for healing and peace for her body and mind. I pray for freedom from the turmoil of a rocky past and I pray for hope and strength for the opportunities of her future. Click here to view more pictures.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Self Portrait Tuesday-On Thursday

Well, it's Thursday, but here I am. I actually uploaded this picture on Tuesday but I got distracted and didn't know if it would be lame to post it so late. I suppose you're never too late in this business. Anyway, life has been good...I have managed to find a balance between 'home life,' school and work, but that doesn't mean it's easy. :o) I am really looking forward to seeing the family at Sarah's chocolate party, this Saturday (and pretty excited about all the chocolate too). In fact, I made the brownies days ago...j/k. I am looking forward to seeing Deana too...it's been a long time. Anyway, I wanted to share these pictures from the other day. I took them during my drive to clinical. Don't worry I was sitting in traffic most of the time. Have a great rest of the week, everyone.




Thursday, September 15, 2005

The eyes of my patient...

After talking with the adolescent girls today, and gaining insight into their lives, I was inspired to write the following reflection. I am not pretending to fully understand the various emotions and experiences of these young ladies; this is just my interpretation of their situation and my way of empathizing with them.
I know by the way you look at me, what you don’t understand is I’m not that crazy.
You tell me you care, that I’m not alone, then you give your advice and send me back home.
I look hard for my age, I act mean and defiant but underneath the façade, my heart’s screams are silent.
You wonder if all your attempts are in vain, and I wonder if you understand the depth my pain.
I want to feel normal and I want to be loved, I want to be free and soar above.

I know by the way you look at me, what you don’t understand is my reality.
I didn’t choose the circumstances in which to be born, I was shaped and configured and now I am torn.
So here I am again, I’ll play your little game, I’ll behave and be quiet, yeah it’s always the same.
I look at your eyes and see pity and doubt and I know that you wonder what my life’s all about.
So now let me tell you, oh I pray that you see, I really do need you, don’t give up on me.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Self Portrait Tuesday-Eyes

I looked into your eyes and I knew that you cared...so I care.
I looked at your hands and I saw that you gave...so I give.
I looked at your heart and felt your love...so I love freely.
I looked at your tears and knew they meant that life wouldn't be easy, but when you grabbed my hand and kissed my cheek, I knew It'd be worth it.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Three boobs?

'Three boobs?'...you ask. Seeing as how today was the third day of the new semester, I figured I had better get started on the inevitable 'adventures' that await. This term, I have a significant amount of time between classes on Mondays and thought I would start the tradition of going to the gym. A friend of mine was going to join me, so with ten minutes to spare, I thought I would run down to the nursing building to change and use the restroom. I must have had something more important on the mind because I grabbed my apple and headed down without my gym clothes. This should have been my first clue. I really had to go so I went into the middle stall because the door was already open. Then I thought to myself, 'self, what are you going to do with the apple?' I sure as heck wasn't going to put it behind the seat or on the floor. Hmm? While all this pondering is going on, my bladder is having a hissy fit and threatening to expel its contents at any moment. That's when I knew I had better find a place for the apple or wet my pants holding it. (Sidenote: it wasn't clean or I would have held it in my mouth, with my teeth). Looking down in one last ditch effort to produce some imaginary bag that would hold my apple, I noticed not a bag, but boobs. This is when the choir sings. I knew my boobs had a higher calling (ha, no pun intended). Coincidently I chose to wear a shirt with a built in shelf-bra and what better place to put my apple at such an inopportune time? Ahh, at last some relief...that is until I realized the middle stall contained not one scrap of toilet paper.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Four 'not-so-simple' questions

Well, I am two days into the new school year, and thankfully feeling great. This is a good thing, considering how much anxiety I brought home last night. I really wasn't too sure how I felt about taking psychiatric nursing but after today, I really don't think this part of my training could have come at a more perfect time. The better part of the past two years have left me hopeful but consumed nonetheless. I love what I do but there are times when if feels like it'll never get any better. In this particular clinical we leave behind the stuff and actually attempt to reach out to the heart and soul of our patients. We don't bring our clipboards or stethoscope; we don't even wear scrubs. The purpose is to listen to our patients and be with them as we discover aspects about ourselves and each other. Not everything that lies ahead, is within my level of comfort but I think this particular challenge will help me to grow personally as well as professionally.

...and so we were asked today, four 'not-so-simple' questions, that I would encourage you to think about too.

1. What is your greatest achievement, to date?
2. What is your biggest failure, to date?
3. What can others do to make you happy?
4.What would you like to change about yourself?

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Self Portrait Tuesday-Ready Heart

(Joleen, Me, Candice)
In celebration of Labor Day (and Joleen/Alex's new place) we spent the day painting yesterday. It was really fun getting together, one last time, before I go back to school tomorrow. I can't believe that after four months of bliss, I am dragging my feet at the months that lay ahead. I suppose the best thing to do is take it day by day. At least this time I'm standing on the hill, looking down.

labor day painting

By the way, thank you for the reminder to work and live diligently, leaving my complaints at the curbside and perusing the greater good in humanity. How quickly I forget about those who suffer still (within the borders of our great nation) while I talk about the price of gas.

"Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe as you hold out the word of life-in order that I may boast on the day of Christ that I did not run or labor for nothing." -Philippians 2:14-16-

Oh, how my heart desires to live this way!

Saturday, September 03, 2005

My Creative Challenge

I was so excited when Vince brought in the mail today and I had received a package. I love packages!!! This particular package is from Joleen, which is not a surprise, given it's contents. It's a creative challenge "...an art challenge: make a mixed media collage using at least part of ea. of these [items]. Use some kind of paint." This really is a challenge for me but I'll keep you posted with the outcome. It should be fun. Thanks Jo.

Birthday Party

We had our August/September family birthday party today. As always, it was really nice to see everyone and share pictures of summer vacations. Click here to view pictures of today's happenings.

I hate spam!!!

I am so sorry for the hassle, but I am going to have to put in an extra step for posting comments. I can't stand spam and lately, this blog has been targeted for it. I am getting some really inappropriate responses, that I try to delete as soon as I can, but it's getting old. Thanks for your understanding.

Friday, September 02, 2005

Completely crazy...


Even more crazy

This chicken did it. I went and got a tattoo. I think this may be the single most crazy thing I have ever done...and for those who say it doesn't hurt that bad, they're lying. It wasn't too bad at first, but the lower he went the worst it hurt. It felt like someone torn apart my flesh and then set it on fire. Sign me up. Anyway, I am so happy with how it turned out. I absolutely love it. The shading will stand out more when the redness goes away. It's been quite the family affair. The hubby got two more this summer and then Brad got an old tattoo covered with a new one. Mom goes in next week. :o)