So I'm officially a year older than before...but a lady never reveals her age, so try guessing how old I am...damn! Who am I kidding, everyone knows my age, I am now 27 years OLD. My birthday was not very out of the ordinary, was at home by myself until like 5pm, tried going shopping and by myself some presents, but that was a total fail. Then bought me some yummy Ice Cream cake for that night. The best part was at night, because my dad grilled some meat, ribs and chicken, my mom made some amazing potato salad that I love. The food was amazing and got to eat with my family, who I love the most in the whole world!
So many things have happened in the last year that I now realize thinking about it. At this time last year I was still finishing things for the new unit (for those that don't know, unit is a floor/area in the hospital), I was getting ready for my first Jonas Brothers concert. Through out the year, I've improved as a nurse in so many levels, I've slowly started accepting myself the way I am, I have embraced my singleness and decided to enjoy it to the fullest. I've gone to many concerts, driven countless hours for them. I've embark in adventures with my faithful companion, best friend - my sister. I've let go of many things that used to hold me back, and I've started to learn how to have fun again. I've met so many new people...people that before I would have never talked to. I've fallen in love with music again...for a while I had given up on it.
But there is a bizillion things that I haven't accomplished in live that I thought I would by this age, but if I start thinking about them, I'll curl up into a ball in bed with a bucket of ice cream next to me and only songs that make me cry playing on my ipod. hahaha. And of course I'm nowhere near where I wanna be on my relationship with God, but that of course is all my fault. Another not so great thing that happened this past year, is my brother separating from his wife. I wanna cry everytime I think about it. I know some people are like, so what, everyone get a divorce. But I never thought it would actually happen to my brother and Amber. And Amber such a big part of out family, she was basically my sister too, one of my best friends. She was a daughter to my parents, even my dogs loved her. All my pictures from the past 4-5 years, she's in them, our family pictures have always included her. It's been 7 months since she told him she wanted to separate, and there's still no explanation for it. I'm still in the dark, trying to figure out what happened. It kills me to see my brother hurting. And I'm gonna stop now 'cause my eyes are getting watery.
Amongst other things, I got the results of my genetic testing, and I do not have Lynch Disease, which basically means that I don't have a mutated gene. If I did, I would have an 80% of getting colon cancer again by the time I'm 35, and a 78% of getting uterine cancer by the time I'm 40, amongst several other cancers. But now, I can relax because my chances of getting those cancers are like anyone else in the world. Of course the doctors are still worried because I was so young when I got colon cancer and because no one in my family has a history of it, so when it comes to that type of cancer I'm still at risk, and I still have to have a colonoscopy every year...yuck! And by yuck I mean, disgusting crap that I have to drink to....crap. I don't care about the tube shoved up my butt because well...I don't even realized it because I'm so drugged up during the procedure. And by the way, not to sound weird, but I love that feeling of getting anesthesia, that moment when you feel the medicine enter your body, and you get really sleepy, and I put my life on God's hand and fall asleep into one of the most profound sleeps ever, and when you wake up is all over, and you don't even know the time of the day. Yeah, so people freak out about that. I, in the other hand, love it!
Of course, I'm not really normal, I have no shame to talk about penises, poop, and weird things on people's bodies. I've only been a nurse for 5 years, but I've seen my share of things, and I love to share it with the world, of course, the world hates it when I share it. That's why, I love joking around with my fellow nurses, they understand...and sometimes we sit around sharing the nastiest, grosses things we can think of, just to see who gets grossed out first. I know...nasty and crazy, but that's the nurses' humor for you.
And I just went off on a tangent...so I'm gonna stop writing before I start telling you people about stuff I shouldn't be sharing about patients. Tomorrow I'm going to Nashville to see Demi Lovato in concert, should be fun.
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