moving day!

yesterday was a strange work day in the very best way...

i got standby at 9:30!  the charge nurse, who is a friend of mine, decided we were overstaffed and that if i wanted, i could leave work, be on-call, and then return at 3:00 when we would become understaffed.  of course, i would have to pick up different patients at 3 (which meant losing my favorite 27 year old gal).  but it was worth it for me.  her response, "you can't go" said with a wine.  and then a "good luck with the move christa."

cole was going to do the walk-thru and get our keys to our very first place together ALONE.  and of course, i was sad about it.  but in all this moving debacle, i am learning, going with the flow is often best.  i am not good at going with the flow.  it is most definitely something i need to work on.  and today especially, as i have movers heaving my most precious belongings and wheeling greasy handtrucks on my beige carpet, i must breathe in and out.  and let go of all control.

getting the keys together to our place was perfect.  our new space, minus all of our belongings, looks very nice and peaceful (in a few hours, it's going to look like a disaster zone).  and cole and i shared fun conversations and kisses.

and at 3, it was back to work.  i cared for two grumpy men who were uninterested in seeing me.  which was perfect.  because i was too tired and hyper (at the same time, if you can believe that) to be my best nurse self.  the shittiest part of a pretty decent day...

when i went to say goodnight to my favorite patient, i discovered, she's sicker.  she has an infection in her lungs.  she's getting a bronchoscopy today - as i type.  and i know i'm attached when i would almost rather be at work caring for her than taking a day off.