6 posts tagged “work”
2.5 pounds. I'll admit, I was a little dissappointed at the weigh-in yesterday in just 2.5 pounds, because I know the first week is usually a lot more for people, but I had to remind myself of both the pizza buffet the one night and the fact that most people lose that much from cutting out soda and drinking more water, both things I do already.
So 2.5 is a good start. And I'm still pround I continued my run on Monday morning after that piece of sidewalk jumped out at me.
Well, so far it's been culture shock up here in D-town. I cover the north side of 8-mile on the squad, all the way up to M-59, depending on which shift I'm working. Some of the people have been friendly, but in general, as the new girl I get the cold shoulder. . .possibly until I prove myself? Hrm. One medic even told me that he wasn't used to medics being nice to patients and wasn't sure what to do with that.
Meanwhile, I haven't really had days off in the past 2.5 years, and now I do! It's only temporary -- starting June 18th I'll be teaching Anatomy and Physiology for one of the paramedic classes down in Toledo, and of course once I'm 100% moved in, I'll be studying for the MCAT, but I'm waiting till the move is finished for that. Honestly, even the next 2 weeks I don't have days off because I'll be in Columbus for moving back and forth, but today I had a day off, and I almost had no idea what to do! Luckily, I found a box of brownies begging to be made (the guys at work barely blinked when I dropped them off there) and my grandmother deserves to be waited on hand and foot every so often, which I did today, and she ate it up.
Anyhow, I'm not sure if I'm working a 12 or a 24 tomorrow (I'll find out when I show up) but I'm not to that point yet where I look forward to going to work, so I'm torn. At the other company, even when I hated the job, I loved the people and the patients, so that was easy to deal with, but here, I'm still so new, still getting oriented, still lost when it comes to which ER does what and why and when, and I still don't know the little things that make life easier once you know them, things that you don't even think about until you learn them, like which hallway is a shortcut in the ER and which bathroom has a toilet where I can reach the ground. (You laugh, but sometimes they put those seat-raisers on old persons' toilets and I really can't reach them!!!!) The people aren't exactly friendly yet and it makes a huge difference.
Plus, I simply don't know anyone in town yet. I'm looking forward to going to church this Sunday (though I'm not sure WHERE yet) and last Sunday Liz and I had a great time at Greenfield Village -- the hobo band even played Chatanooga ChooChoo. . .and included a dulcimer! Too bad it was Thomas the Tank Engine day so there were little minions EVERYWHERE.
I still almost comment every time I see something labeled Michigan, but luckily the little voice inside my head has beaten the big voice in my big mouth 99% of the time. . "Hey, look, a U of M sweater" may sound appropriate in Ohio, but it sounds absolutely asinine in Michigan. Right.
Hrm, weigh-in tomorrow.
Went running today for the first time in a while -- between work and moving, I literally was getting 4 hours of sleep a night. So today, I set the alarm, woke up early, and hit the road. . .
At 5am, in an area with which I'm not familiar, the sidewalk can be dangerous. I now have a skinned knee. I'm sure it was graceful. But it felt good to get out. :)
Anyhow, back to my 24-hour shift.
So I woke up late this morning (-1), and put on my running clothes. +1 for me. I got a work phone call (-1) but deferred it to the lieutenant actually ON duty, since it was my one morning off (+1). Then I got another phonecall (-1) and ended up driving into work (-1). When I got there, I was barraged with crisis after crisis (-1) still in my running clothes (-1) and so worked the entire day -- a 10 hour shift (+1) in my running clothes.
*The 12 Days of Christmas EMS style!!*
On the First day of Christmas, my Dispatcher gave to me... Grandma who fell and hurt her knee...
On the Second Day of Christmas, my dispatcher gave to me... 2 MG of Narcan for the out of work person who wants to end it all by taking her Husband's pain pills and won't tell me what she took and is feeling suicidal.... and grandma who fell and hurt her knee.
On the Third day of Christmas, my dispatcher gave to me.... Three stacked shocks for the 88 year old man who instead of paying the neighbor kid 5 bucks to shovel his driveway, decided to do it himself and have the big one in the driveway... 2 Mg of Narcan for the psycho chick trying to off herself... and grandma who fell and hurt her knee..
On the Fourth day of Christmas, my dispatcher gave to me.... 4 AM in the morning I have to go to the nursing home because someone has had the flu for like 16 years and all of a sudden needs to go to the hospital....NOW,... Three Stacked shocks for the full arrested popsicle, 2 MG of Narcan for Morphine eating Momma... and Grandma who fell and hurt her knee....
On the Fifth day of Christmas, my dispatcher gave to me... Five minutes to eat..... 4 AM shuttle call, Three stacked shocks, 2 MG of Narcan, and Grandma who fell and hurt her knee....
On the Sixth Day of Christmas, my dispatcher gave to me.... Six run reports behind because the computer guy can't fix the system... Five Minutes to eat!!!!!!!!!! 4 AM Shuttle, 3 zaps to the chest, gonna have a stomach pumped, and grandma who fell and hurt her knee...
On the Seventh day of Christmas, my dispatcher gave to me...Seven car pile up while everyone was trying to beat the light so they can get into Wal Mart the day after Thanksgiving thinking there is only 4 dancing Elmo Dolls... six reports behind... Five minutes to eat....... 4AM is way to early, 3 stacked shocks, 2 of Narcan Pushed, and grandma who fell and hurt her knee....
On the Eighth day of Christmas, my dispatcher gave to me....Eight flights of steps to walk up to get the 400 pound person who is having shortness of breath since LAST Christmas and can't walk...oh, and of course, the elevator doesn't work... 7 cars a crunching, six reports a writing, Five minutes to eat. 4 AM shuttle, CPR in progress, 2 MG of Narcan, and grandma who fell and hurt her knee...
On the ninth day of Christmas, my dispatcher gave to me Nine blankets needed to cover up grandpa because he is freezing and we aren't even out of the house yet but thinks he will get pneumonia and die for all of the 10 seconds we are outside... Eight flights of stairs, should have stayed home and bought it off of Ebay, six reports I'm writing... Five minutes to eat..... What the Hell time is it, should have paid the kid, 2MG of Narcan, and grandma who fell and hurt her knee.
On the Tenth Day of Christmas, my dispatcher gave to me... Ten Minutes till I can get a bed in the ER because the nurses are busy figuring out who is going to lunch next.... Nine blankets needed, Hope fire department is coming, 7 cars a crunching, six reports I need to write, Five minutes to eat... Can't you wait till morning, stick a fork in him, he's done, Man I hope she shuts up... and grandma who fell and hurt her knee.
On the Eleventh day of Christmas, my dispatcher gave to me.... Eleven times I tried to get the heat to work in the back of the truck and maintenance won't take the truck in... ten minutes waiting, Nine blankets needed, eight flights of steps to climb, Hope you have Progressive, Give me a new ink pen... Five minutes to eat.... 4 AM is early, 3 Leads all show he's dead, 2 MG won't touch her.. and grandma who fell and hurt her knee...
On the Twelfth day of Christmas, my dispatcher gave to me... a 12 Gauge IV needle that I put into the drunk 19 year old who tried to swing at me... it's really freezing, Hope you choke on your sandwich, 9 blankets for grandpa, How did you get up here in the first place, man your husband is gonna be pissed, six reports STILL down... five minutes to eat... Better than taking them back, Hope I recorded the code, Man, just pass out already... and grandma who fell and hit her knee...
Wow. I must have been tired. That last 24 hour shift turned into a 30 hour shift, and was hell! I actually got to sleep for a few hours during it. . .
I found out yesterday I have to go to a gala on Friday for something work-related, but I have to wear a formal dress! Ugh — can you say fat arms in spaghetti straps? So I got my eyebrows done (my one vice) and then headed over to Lane Bryant next door. Their black dresses for the season are HIDEOUS. I saw gorgeous ones this summer, but didn’t buy any. Oh well, I have 2 at home I can wear. And I -did- buy some cute jeans and a sweater. They have a great sale right now.
Whew. Just got back from Week 3, Day 3, of the C25K program. As much as Sunday was a good run, today kicked my butt! I did it though! I’m debating whether to do another day of week 3 or to move on to week 4. Hmm, let’s see what the difference is. Well, lookin at week 4, I’ve decided to go ahead and do it on Thursday. I’m not going to do the 2 days off between weeks. I know if I do that I’ll never get started again. Ugh. I just sneezed like 4 times. I’m betting the hard time I had today had to do with allergies.
Goal: < 200 lbs by Christmas. That’s totally doable.
I think I’m going to do Yoga Booty Ballet on my off days from C25K. I’m not going to make it a requirement of myself, but I -love- that program, and the yoga is great to rejuvenate my muscles if I have some extra energy. But I also don’t want to push myself too hard.
I think I”m going to do a quick online Bible study before I take my shower. Can’t forget that faith project.
Fact: I like food. A lot. I love the way it tastes.
Fact: I feel like crap when I eat too much of it.
Fact: I do it anyways.
Fact: I feel AWESOME when I eat moderate amounts of healthy food.
I know this mentally, so how come it’s so hard to follow?
Ugh, I thought the whole world was against me jogging this morning. I woke up, then slept through my snooze. THEN, my pager went off, and as I realize I’m running late, I’m also calling Dispatch to find out that one of the neighboring city’s crews totalled one of OUR trucks. I’m a lieutenant, and I was kind of the one on duty, so they tell me this stuff. Then I can’t find my headphones. Then my iPod was dead for some reason.
I managed to charge my trusty iPod on my iHome while I was brushing my teeth, laced up my shoes, and went for it — Week 3, day 2. The whole world may have been against me jogging, but once I got out there, it was great. What a great workout. The ipod died about 3 minutes into the 5 minute cool-down, so that was fine. Then, I hurry up and get ready, only to get to work an hour early.
You guessed it, I forgot about Daylight Savings Time. It’s not that I didn’t realize that it was today, but that I didn’t realize that today was today. . .I lose track of time when I’m working all crazy.
Anyhow, time to save the day at work. Bought bagels for breakfast with that extra hour.
Sometimes what seems like everything going wrong is actually God make everything work the way you need it to, and you just don’t realize it.
Gotta love God.
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