Update

For the past couple of weeks I have been working at a hospital as a secretary.  I am back home now and it is SO nice to be back.  Working at the hospital has really turned me into a germaphobe. seriously.  On my unit we have 30 patients and 6 of them have TB, 5 of them are on other airborne precautions, and 5 more contact precautions (stuff like MERSA).  So even though I am sitting at a desk at the nurses station I still feel disgusting after I am done handling all of the charts, communal pens, touching doorknobs, walking down the hall and other activities. I find it super gross that my preceptor eats at her desk.  So I am always washing my hands like crazy. Isn't it crazy that hand sanitizer has no effect against MERSA? 

So one problem with our big hospitals is the ER folks.  I don't know who works down there but sometimes they send patients up to our unit and park them in the hall without telling anyone that they are here. And then they leave. Or they bring them up when we don't even have any open rooms.  We had a huge fiasco the other day when they brought up 5 patients at once without any warning.  Once we got them in their rooms a woman approached me and told me that their family member's new roomate was coughing/gushing up blood from their nose and mouth. An hour later we got a call telling us that several of our new admissions have TB.  Great. We played some pretty fast musical beds to isolate them and get them away from the other patients, family members, and unprotected staff. I'm sure this conversation would go easily "Hey guess what you and your family members might have TB now."

I could never be a nurse. Ever. Don't ever want to be either.

On a lighter note,
I am definitely glad I am back with my husband and in my clean apartment.  So in celebration of my return I decided it was about time I took pictures of my favorite detail of our apt.  Which happens to be the doorknobs! They are so cool and old, and I LOVE the keyholes!! I don't know much about antiques but I heard that some people go into old houses and try to steal old doorknobs like these.  Pretty cool huh?!

This light switch plate is pretty interesting too.   love it!

Maren sent me this cool video in an email and I thought I would share it.

Thought of You from Ryan J Woodward on Vimeo.

Have a good Day!

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! I LOVE (AND MISS) YOU!

This is an early post, but I won't have time tomorrow. Unfortunately Jessica and I won't be spending Valentine's Day together. Sad, I know. Lately I have been thinking about how lucky I am to have such a wonderful woman in my life. SHE'S THE BEST THING IN MY LIFE! Okay, here it goes– my feeble attempt to express my love to my love. The only problem with that is– I suck, oh, and Shakespeare and Wordsworth said it already. As I was forced to take a poetry class because I somehow failed organic chemistry, I grew to love these poems. Perfectly succinct, just the way a man would write. I hope you like them.

A Red Red Rose

O my luve's like a red, red rose,

That's newly sprung in June;

O my luve's like a melodie

That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,

So deep in luve am I;

And I will luve thee still, my dear,

Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,

And the rocks melt wi' the sun:

O I will love thee still, my dear,

While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee well, my only luve!

And fare thee weel a while!

And I will come again, my luve,

Tho' it were ten thousand mile!

–William Wordsworth–

Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

Oh, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come;

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

–William Shakespeare–

Sorry if you puked after reading that, but I love these two poems and I love Jess. Valentine's Day is the only day where it's acceptable, and quite frankly, encouraged to be mushy, sappy, love stricken and/or dorky, as long as it's in the name of love. 

Next topic: little moments. I found myself laughing (and not just to myself) on my way to school on Friday, because I was thinking about all the weird, funny, wonderful things Jessica does. It's the aggregation of the little things that has made me love Jessica even more over the years. This is funny, so check it out:

News

Since our six months of cheap internet is now over that means two things. 1. We have to start paying regular money for internet 2. We have been living here for six months?! What?!

So we renewed and now have TV!  Usually we wouldn't get it but it was cheaper to get internet and TV than just plain old internet.  We have about 12 channels with ABC, FOX, a couple of spanish and shopping channels, and PBS!  I have never had this many channels in my life.  Growing up we only had one channel (which was PBS) so this is quite the change for me.  Now if I am bored or need someone to eat lunch with I just push a button and BAM, instant entertainment.  cool.

McKay is excited that he will be able to watch the super bowl and I am kinda getting excited too.  I'm sure Maren, Steve, and Skyler are excited that Green Bay is in it, and I hate to admit it but I am routing for the Steelers. Right Sharon?!  So yeah.  Let the best team win I guess... heh heh heeehhhh.