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MIsc Thoughts
25 November 2003 04:37I'm awake. Which in itself is an accomplishment I am quite proud of.
Thinking about the incident that happened at work last week. I was starting to take report, there were other day nurses comming in for work, and I started to nod off and became pretty much unconscience. Jen stated that she was really worried about me. It dawned on me tonight, on how I got home and prayed that I wouldn't wake up. That I would drift off into my slumber.
I feel as if there is something inside of me, sometype of illness that may just take me, when I least expect it. ONe of the other nurses thought maybe I had diabetes. I havn't ruled it out, but then again, I don't understand WHY I am so fucking tired and exhausted all the time. It is as if all I want to do is sleep.
And I look into the mirror, reflect on where I have been, and I couldn't be more prouder of my life...
Thinking about the incident that happened at work last week. I was starting to take report, there were other day nurses comming in for work, and I started to nod off and became pretty much unconscience. Jen stated that she was really worried about me. It dawned on me tonight, on how I got home and prayed that I wouldn't wake up. That I would drift off into my slumber.
I feel as if there is something inside of me, sometype of illness that may just take me, when I least expect it. ONe of the other nurses thought maybe I had diabetes. I havn't ruled it out, but then again, I don't understand WHY I am so fucking tired and exhausted all the time. It is as if all I want to do is sleep.
And I look into the mirror, reflect on where I have been, and I couldn't be more prouder of my life...