Thrift stores

Today wasn't a good day in the thirft store department. No legos. Did score some books, some stuff for artwork, and a pastic skeleton with removable bones. Ya just can find good bones anymore for artwork. Since I have a halloween swap comming up, these bones will come in handy.

One of the best things though about going home is the Platteville, WI thrift shop. Conviently located in my backyard! The thrift shop moved from main street into a neighborhood flower shop. Its always pick and choose when one goes it, but boy, its CHEAP. I got 3 magazines (for artwork), a monopoly game for artwork), a stocking, and a piece of junk jewlery for 2 bucks. Serioulsy, jewlery for a quarter, books for a quarter, and magazines for 15 cents. I swear I have died and gone to heaven. That place is the BOMB!!!
They also had some rough shape antique chairs that I passed on, but would of been good to have around. It sucks having a honda civic sometimes, cause you eventually do run out of space, although one would be surprised on how much I have crammed into it.

Doctors are like Ducks-They Quack

I had my 2 week follow up appointment for my leg pain today at 2:30. I left the Clinic at 4:30. 2 hours down the tubes.

The Doctor, who I saw 2 weeks ago, was an HOUR late for my apointment. I sat in the exam room BORED out of my ass. She came in and basically did the same song and dance routine again. She couldn't of read my chart prior to comming in, because I had to retale my symptoms all over again. Total waste of time.

The deal is this: I have constant pain down my left leg. It hasn't resolved. Its constant. Sometimes worst then other times, but constant.

Luckily, she decided to do x-rays and a MRI. I'm better with OBJECTIVE data that I can see, then just me saying "it hurts", or describing the pain. The x-rays were done this afternoon, the MRI is schedueled at 9:30 a.m. tomarrow. Yippie skippy. I get to stay up all morning! I'm so excited-NOT.

Once the results come in, we will take it from there. Steriod injection, maybe surgery.

How do I feel? I don't know. Kind of fed up with the "system". Thank goodness I know the loop holes, and how to work them. A little scared, as nursing is the only thing I know that supports me these days. Seriously, if I lost my nursing job, I would have to resort to, I don't know, eating MR. Borris? Hmmm 8-). At anyrate we take what comes, digest it, and move on.

Its time to say goodby now, caught a ride with the moon

Had my MRI this morning. Was quite impressed on the speedy little service at the Mayo Clinic. I was in an out in an hour. Don't remember much, as once I hit the machine, I was OUT, slept through the whole damn thing. GO ME!

I've been debating about leaving my work unit and transferring in house for quite some time. The ONLY thing that has kept me on the unit is my straight 12 hour night shift position, which is somewhat of a rarity on the unit.

There is something RANK in the state of Denmark. The rumor mill has been going quite strong, and I have heard people being threatened by the boss lady. Threatened in the sense that if they don't do what she says, they will loose his or her job. Surprisingly enough, she is never there. In fact she has been gone since the 23rd, and probaby won't be back on the unit till next year.

Also "Kim" a 33 year old veteran on the floor really showed her true colors last night. Not only did she ream a bunch of people out for some petty things, she really proved me to me, that not only is she not doing her job, she really doesn't care about much.

I'm still awaiting my Job evaluation that was due in November. Rumors have also surfaced that Boss lady has been making shit up on evaluations that clip the nurses wings, and they are unable to fly.

I personally don't have too many issues with Boss lady. However I don't trust her the least bit. Although I have had a few run-ins with her, I never see her, and do my own thing. My fear though is that I could be next, or twisted up in the workplace drama, and "damaged."

I did apply for another RN position in House. I'm going to be the vulture that I am, using my wings before they clip, looking for carcuses to feed on, and looking for a way out.

It could be time to take these broken wings and fly again.