Moving on....

Since I'm here...

My official last day of work was this past Thursday. Knowing that it was coming for 9 months didn't make it any easier. I cried like a baby - started crying when the first batch of nurses left at 2pm and came over to hug me goodbye and give well wishes. I didn't really regain my composure for the rest of the three hours I had left to work.

I actually had to tell my patients about it being my last day b/c I'm sure they were wondering why whenever someone would walk towards me, arms extended, I would stop, hug, and cry. I was a train-wreck and by the end of my shift... I had the patients and their families explaining it to new arrivals who where looking at the nurses like we had three heads.

My 19 years at Memorial were filled with great memories, good friends, fantastic food and wonderful experiences. I've grown as a person, wife, mother, friend and nurse all under the watchful eye of the hospital. It has been a real pleasure to have grown up within those walls.

When I started there I was only 20! So young, right?

So, now it is on to bigger and better. I do have the feeling like I'm running head first into a forest on fire, and yet, I am amazing calm and ready.

Thankful that I've had the past two semesters to get back into the speed of being a student, too. I will manage to pull off A's in these summer courses but it wasn't pretty. I had to claw my way there.

This fall I have 6 classes (four for anesthesia, one general nursing, and the clinical days at the hospital are the sixth). The four anesthesia are all on the same days, in the same classroom! Yes, we have to sit in our seats (8-10, 10-12, 1-3 and 3-5) isn't that just crazy? My aging back hurts just thinking about it.

Gotta do what we gotta do.

Taking the kids away for a while will be a welcomed break. We are really looking forward to seeing Roger and Lara. Can't wait.