As of now we are waiting on a transport so that nannie can have a private room that is no longer under 24 hour supervision. This is good news! They've already begun unhooking her from some of the tubes to prep her for transport.
We've spoken with the anesthesiologist again and she is confident in the epidural working efficiently in the next few hours. This will keep nannie from having to take the pain medicine which makes her drowsy.
She's already wanting to jump up and run out of here ;-). Not really physically ready, but mentally!
Randomized thoughts and ideas flowing from my mind out through my fingertips...
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Broad Area of Interest:
And so it has been said to land a job in an area that highly interests you.... :-) I thought that is what I was attempting to do by completing my degree in Public Health. Maybe that area of interest was just a little too broad. Saving the world. Attacking pharmaceutical companies. Fighting domestic abuse. Crusading against adolescent alcohol and drug abuse. Educating families and children on safe sexual behaviors.
So that has all been established. And now I have to look a little broader and decide what else may peak my interest. Really? After a $50 thousand dollar bachelors degree? I'm expected to look into "other" areas of interest. They say that in times of economic hardships such as these we need to broaden our horizons and ferociously attack the endless possibilities of employment available. I laugh at this.
Am I really expected to walk away from something that I haven't even had a chance to succeed in? Oh well. Now my dreamboard will be slightly altered and the research will begin. I will continue to search for job postings in my selected field and also research companies that operate in my field of choice.
For fear of sounding like a whining child I shall end my platform here.
In other news...
I have been bedside for about 4 hours now in my nannies hospital room. I can't seem to find the time to practice my own breathing treatments which will inevitably regulate my heart and my nerves. We've had some moments of uncertainty... Simply because the nurses just come floating in and begin working on the numerous tubes and monitors that are all hooked up to her body.
She is completely stable. No need for worry. Since I have been here she has had some issues with her spinal tap. She wasn't receiving the medicine that induces a numbing response and therefore was finding herself in quite a bit of pain. As a response to the pain she continued to hit her pain medicine button to administer more narcotics. Well... All the narcotics really do is cause her to be drowsy and out of it and it didn't do too much for the pain that she was beginning to feel slowly increase. Finally, the nurse called the anesthesia resident in and they determined that her machine wasn't working properly. This, in the meantime, has been taken care of and now she is sleeping soundly.
I can only imagine what it must feel like for papa or any other loved ones of family members in this same situation. Uncertainty, confusion, fear,and the list could probably continue to go on but now I need to get to some research.
So that has all been established. And now I have to look a little broader and decide what else may peak my interest. Really? After a $50 thousand dollar bachelors degree? I'm expected to look into "other" areas of interest. They say that in times of economic hardships such as these we need to broaden our horizons and ferociously attack the endless possibilities of employment available. I laugh at this.
Am I really expected to walk away from something that I haven't even had a chance to succeed in? Oh well. Now my dreamboard will be slightly altered and the research will begin. I will continue to search for job postings in my selected field and also research companies that operate in my field of choice.
For fear of sounding like a whining child I shall end my platform here.
In other news...
I have been bedside for about 4 hours now in my nannies hospital room. I can't seem to find the time to practice my own breathing treatments which will inevitably regulate my heart and my nerves. We've had some moments of uncertainty... Simply because the nurses just come floating in and begin working on the numerous tubes and monitors that are all hooked up to her body.
She is completely stable. No need for worry. Since I have been here she has had some issues with her spinal tap. She wasn't receiving the medicine that induces a numbing response and therefore was finding herself in quite a bit of pain. As a response to the pain she continued to hit her pain medicine button to administer more narcotics. Well... All the narcotics really do is cause her to be drowsy and out of it and it didn't do too much for the pain that she was beginning to feel slowly increase. Finally, the nurse called the anesthesia resident in and they determined that her machine wasn't working properly. This, in the meantime, has been taken care of and now she is sleeping soundly.
I can only imagine what it must feel like for papa or any other loved ones of family members in this same situation. Uncertainty, confusion, fear,and the list could probably continue to go on but now I need to get to some research.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Thank you for your interest... HOWEVER!
I have decided in addition to posting about wedding plans, which have been put on hold, I would also describe the life of my never ending job search. I have a conviction on my record due to a violently abusive past relationship where I decided to retaliate in self defense. Unfortunately for myself, I was convicted of Domestic Assault in the 4th degree. According to a "jury of my peers" I used an unreasonable amount of force in an attempt to protect myself.
So here I am... 22 months later attempting to obtain gainful employment and the only people willing to accept the risk of employing me are restaurants and volunteer organizations. Don't get me wrong. I absolutely love the organizations that I currently work with, they just don't pay the bills. And student loan debt is entering repayment.
Anyhow, the list of job applications happens to be endless and it seems that I have developed this highly contagious and fatal disease that would put anyone interested in hiring me in a very unstable and life threatening position. Not only is the job market already scarred from the economy but now I have to put the icing on the cake with a "conviction" on my record. I get a knot in my stomach every time I reach that line on an application that requires comment on criminal history. On paper I look good until a prospective employer reaches that ONE little line.
I can only imagine what must come to mind when they reach that line. What could they possible be depicting in their brains? Do they see me with dyed black hair, pale skin and combat boots? Wait, who actually has assault charges? Is it more of a trailer trash type image? Whatever it must be definitely taints any chance I have of reaching the interview process.
But moving on...
I had an amazing birthday two days ago. I couldn't be happier than I am now (including my state of employment)! Travis is a doll and bought me a pearl necklace and black diamond earrings!!! They are absolutely beautiful!
I happen to be in an airport right now waiting on a flight to Houston where I will accompany my family during my grandmother's surgery tomorrow. Scary, but necessary.
I must go!
So here I am... 22 months later attempting to obtain gainful employment and the only people willing to accept the risk of employing me are restaurants and volunteer organizations. Don't get me wrong. I absolutely love the organizations that I currently work with, they just don't pay the bills. And student loan debt is entering repayment.
Anyhow, the list of job applications happens to be endless and it seems that I have developed this highly contagious and fatal disease that would put anyone interested in hiring me in a very unstable and life threatening position. Not only is the job market already scarred from the economy but now I have to put the icing on the cake with a "conviction" on my record. I get a knot in my stomach every time I reach that line on an application that requires comment on criminal history. On paper I look good until a prospective employer reaches that ONE little line.
I can only imagine what must come to mind when they reach that line. What could they possible be depicting in their brains? Do they see me with dyed black hair, pale skin and combat boots? Wait, who actually has assault charges? Is it more of a trailer trash type image? Whatever it must be definitely taints any chance I have of reaching the interview process.
But moving on...
I had an amazing birthday two days ago. I couldn't be happier than I am now (including my state of employment)! Travis is a doll and bought me a pearl necklace and black diamond earrings!!! They are absolutely beautiful!
I happen to be in an airport right now waiting on a flight to Houston where I will accompany my family during my grandmother's surgery tomorrow. Scary, but necessary.
I must go!
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