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Third Christmas in a Row that I have spent in the hospital. Yippie and Bah Humbug.
Not being a fan of the holiday ho-down, I actualy don't mind working. As a rule, once everyone is nestled in bed with dreams of surgar plums dancing in there head, its a quite night. *knock on wood*.
I admit, the air smells differnt on the 25th of Decemeber, than other days. The atmosphere changes. I'll accept that. However still not down with Christmas as whole.
My family Christmas was split and shattered. Due to the "flu" Rutebega and company didn't come down till today. Because of working at the hospital, I missed them completely. Spent Saturday with the meat brothers and company. Porkchop is talking, and won't shut up. He's scared of Jolly Saint Nick, therefore if he does something bad, we inform him that Santa will come. "No Santa" he says. No-Name-Steak climbs on everything, over anyone, and is a strong little fucker. Due to being snow'd in and poor planning on thier part, my aunt and uncle were unable to arrive untill this afternoon-as in noon (there was an original plan for a 10:30 meeting and they were late). SINCE I work'd, I had to have my gay ass on the road by 1:00 p.m. The roads were semi-shitty, ran into a 3 car collision accident (or came upon one), and made it back to Rochester in enough time to sleep, and take a shower before work.
And to add to the fun and games, I work the next 3 nights in a row (counting tonight). Of course I'm charge, and I'm really truely EXCITED about this. AT least I get my do not float my gay ass because I'm the charge nurse card.
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imyaj brought me some "puppy chow" (chocolate/powder surgar covered chex mix) which ensures a surgar high before too long. GO ME!
In summary: with the best intentions the fam wasn't able to get together as whole, there were screams, spilt beer and coffee, and stress, and screaming, and Santa brought gifts to everyone....and I'm spending the holiday on the closed ward.
and to all, a happy holiday season! 8-)
Not being a fan of the holiday ho-down, I actualy don't mind working. As a rule, once everyone is nestled in bed with dreams of surgar plums dancing in there head, its a quite night. *knock on wood*.
I admit, the air smells differnt on the 25th of Decemeber, than other days. The atmosphere changes. I'll accept that. However still not down with Christmas as whole.
My family Christmas was split and shattered. Due to the "flu" Rutebega and company didn't come down till today. Because of working at the hospital, I missed them completely. Spent Saturday with the meat brothers and company. Porkchop is talking, and won't shut up. He's scared of Jolly Saint Nick, therefore if he does something bad, we inform him that Santa will come. "No Santa" he says. No-Name-Steak climbs on everything, over anyone, and is a strong little fucker. Due to being snow'd in and poor planning on thier part, my aunt and uncle were unable to arrive untill this afternoon-as in noon (there was an original plan for a 10:30 meeting and they were late). SINCE I work'd, I had to have my gay ass on the road by 1:00 p.m. The roads were semi-shitty, ran into a 3 car collision accident (or came upon one), and made it back to Rochester in enough time to sleep, and take a shower before work.
And to add to the fun and games, I work the next 3 nights in a row (counting tonight). Of course I'm charge, and I'm really truely EXCITED about this. AT least I get my do not float my gay ass because I'm the charge nurse card.
imyaj brought me some "puppy chow" (chocolate/powder surgar covered chex mix) which ensures a surgar high before too long. GO ME! In summary: with the best intentions the fam wasn't able to get together as whole, there were screams, spilt beer and coffee, and stress, and screaming, and Santa brought gifts to everyone....and I'm spending the holiday on the closed ward.
and to all, a happy holiday season! 8-)
