new orleans, out loud

I highly recommend listening to this podcast, its very inspiring to me.

hope the world is still skipping through the summer, merrily merrily...

i'm expanding on some sense of a horizon. i'm looking up over beyond my own direction. i am stretching my imagination and looking for ways to express it.

schools out for summer

i made it! 88% percent in the class (you have to get 93% or better for an A, but hey, whatever!)! today is day 3 of summer, officially. weather has been great.
no word from the lingering volcano, mr. Redoubt but here he is with the lovely "Dawn and her rose-red fingers" setting down on the water.



so far i've finished an awfully-ignored sweater and began knitting a purse that i'm just in love with already. i've also been to a luau and managed to get sushi with some forgotten friends of mine. hoping to catch up on the rest of my social endeavors here soon enough.

i'm very excited to return posting here and even better, I look forward to reading your blogs. thanks for the love everybody. happy summer!

two more weeks....

two more weeks...two more weeks...

i just keep telling myself that.

i can't wait to post on all the erroneous tidbits of my life apart from the very large component of nursing. there are so many other miniature developments that i find just as wonderful and worthy of sharing.

soon blog friends, soon i will have some real time! like a day even, maybe. it seems so close yet so far away. what would i do with one whole day? half i'd of course have to devote to sleep. then some fraction devoted to eating something else besides junk food. but then ahh! the rest to creative endeavors! long live my creative juices!

oh and i also started another new blog over at squarespace. see me!!

and the next day....

thanks so much friends for all your encouraging insight.

it waa just the sort of positivity i needed.

the next clinical went much better. i learned so much about hearts, atrial fibrillation and congestive heart failure.

this time, i conferred with my instructor before turning in my assignment, if it was acceptable.

last night, i had a dream that she bought me a bunch of gifts. wierd huh? lol. i really respect my instructor though. she's made it all doubly worth while.

now, its back to work. i go to school monday through wednesday; drive back to anchorage and work friday through sunday. the hard part is sunday. after working three 12 hour shifts, the last thing my head or body wants to do is drive 120 miles to be at school on monday at 8 in the morning.

but though i may bitch and moan my way through it, i am continually greatful for the chance. in this one life, i am put myself through this experience and it becomes an award in itself.

anyway, i have poetry and other things to post...i'll try to stay on top of it. gotta go warm up the car!

clinical

so yesterday i got my little green folder back (the one filled with a patient assessment guide which i had garbled with all sorts of ridiculous information about my first patient) and the care plan i had written and my self-evaluation.

it was a little devastating to read the comments by my instructor. here, i thought i had done so well; reached some higher league of skill. as it turned out, my care plan and assessment were only mediocre.

so... today is a new clinical day. new patient, my second so far. i am just hoping for the confidence now, after having it destroyed the day before. confidence to continue and also to improve.

wish me luck...

[pedastal]

fallen from the
highest shelf,

i hear through the glass

your slams at me:

couldn't i be less broken?

but watching you fall;

the pieces of my art,

(shards of it embed the heart).

tones of pause
and gut cries:

couldn't i be less taken?~