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Why the Lord asks us to wait

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Schmidt is my favorite TV character in a show called New Girl. In one of their best episodes he sees something he wants, and in his limited view of the world he's furious that he can't have it and throws a tantrum. Later on he gains the proper perspective to move forward, but not before fixating on it and getting seriously injured in his pursuit of it.  (Click the link below to watch a clip) Why can't I have the things that I want?!   I feel like Schmidt. I've had some recent setbacks that have really thrown me for a loop. Tyler has had to install nanny cams throughout the house to film any seizure activity I have so the neurologist can see exactly what's going on. I have new meds that make me sleep like a narcoleptic goat. I want things right now that I can't have: I want my seizures to stop, and I want my seizures to stop so I can have a baby. I want these health problems to stop interfering with my job performance. I want my body to calm down...

As you go...

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I start a new rigorous work schedule this month: 7 days a week. Every week. Four days off this month. Can anyone say burnout? But I love what I'm doing :) It's worth it to keep the time flying by (and it keeps me from having to socialize like a normal human being too, which is always a bonus!) But I've been really tired lately, going to work has been a bit harder recently. I had lost sight of why I do what I do, but Heavenly Father always seems to find little ways to remind me, as He did this week. I was med tech for a Sunday graveyard, and I was tired. When I arrived I was told that one of our patients had refused food and water all day, and just been sleeping. Her time was coming. The patients always seem to know, and the decline usually happens rapidly. She wasn't expected to last more than a day or two, if she survived the night. The problem was that since her decline had happened so rapidly, we had no E-kit for her, (a kit of liquid Lorazepam and Morphine to...

Tempers

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I have a hard time when people get angry at me. I can feel my body shutting down. My throat closes off, I can't think, and all I want to do is run. Although this is my first response, I have to quickly alter that reaction for my own safety and well-being, as well as for those around me. When patients get angry at caregivers, (which is a VERY common occurrence) we have to be ready for anything. I have been hit several times with different objects, had things thrown at me, let your imagination wander. Usually patients are frustrated when medication isn't functioning properly, whether they haven't had it or it isn't working, and staff feel the heat of the anger pretty quickly, and it burns pretty bad. I had a patient this week at one of my facilities that was in agonizing pain, and I called the nurse to administer Percocet to her. I watched the patient intake the medication, and then went in about two hours later, and she complained of a headache. Again, I called for...

Guilt rears it's ugly head

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Sorry I missed last week guys, life has kept me on my toes these past few weeks.  If I had to pick a favorite out of all of the people I have ever cared for, she would be it. This patient had Alzheimers, final stage, and she was a sweetheart. She was the most kind woman I have ever met, which speaks volumes for her because Alzheimers changes most people's personality for the worse. When I first became a CNA and met her she was wandering with her walker aimlessly down the hallways, circling for hours until she accidentally went into someone's room or we needed her for something. By the time she passed away her physical condition had worsened to the point that she fell every time she tried to walk without help, but still had that urge to roam, so we had to keep a very close eye on her. Her daughter had brought in a desk tray that we could strap to her wheelchair to keep her in it, but just a day before my story we had been told to get rid of it because it was considered a rest...