I taught a six-hour computerized health record class for our students today at the hospital's regional learning center. Something always goes funky with this class, every time I teach it, which is at the beginning of every semester. Today's funkiness was that the charting system was set up for experienced ED nurses, and not regular nursing students. I was an hour into it before I realized. We had to reset everything and start again, but most of the stuff we had already covered was useful, so no big deal. I used the experience as an illustration of how, in nursing, something sooner or later is going to go funky, and you just have to deal with it.
I kept my cool.
I stopped at the store on the way to work this morning to get some yogurt and a salad, since I would be offsite all day. I saw this sign in the parking lot and thought it was pretty odd. It wasn't until I read it as one sentence instead of two that it kind of made sense, in corny sort of way. If you read it as two separate sentences, as I first did, it really does sound like crazy talk.
We are heading up to the east side of the Sierras for the weekend. I found a place to stay in Lee Vining. It's the same area where I will be going for my photo class in a few weeks. I want to scope it out a bit and check out the new wide-angle lens I bought with a chunk of my extra summer pay. It is supposed to be good for taking pictures of stars. There will be a waning gibbous moon that night, but it doesn't rise until about 11 pm, so I might get some good shots. Or not. I'm not sure what the smoke situation is up there, as there are still fires burning.
I mentioned in my post yesterday that after my students told their stories, I told them mine. Someone left a comment asking "What's your story?"
So I thought I would tell the story of how I became nurse, but not today. It is kind of convoluted, and I have to think about it for a bit before I actually write it out. So, coming soon, I guess.