girl in greenwood

Things feel like they're falling into place. I'm getting used to my job, although I still wonder who on earth thinks it's a good idea to allow me to take care of patients all by myself - can't they see I don't know anything? But mostly I'm doing all right as a new nurse. I wish I could figure out how to be more on top of everything that needs to be done... I feel like I'm barely getting all the basics accomplished during my shift, which is frustrating to a perfectionist like myself.

I'm also doing better in terms of taking care of my health. I'm down 22 pounds since NCLEX, we're consistently eating better and getting more exercise and activity. I still haven't figured out how to keep the house from becoming a disaster, but I imagine that will come together at some point.

I find myself wanting to talk about some of the things I see at work, but I'm not sure how to approach them. My impulse is to describe some of the crazy, gory, astonishing physical problems I encounter on a daily basis, but that's only part of the picture. I also have to balance a thousand details, make & receive a thousand phone calls, keep track of a thousand medications and associated assessments (how much insulin does my patient need? gotta check the blood sugar!), and answer a thousand questions. It's no wonder that I come home exhausted.

By the way - don't squirt a solution of heroin into your eyeball. Kthx.

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