Joe and I closed on OUR house on Friday! Hurrah! We moved boxes from my parents' basement, as well as a dining room table and dresser over this weekend, unpacked a bit, and cleaned. Of course we had help from all of the recruits. My dad even generously helped power clean the carpets. The two dogs were brought over to enjoy our big fenced in backyard. They seemed to enjoy romping around the yard, even after Sara lost their tennis ball up in the gutters. A week from today, we'll be moving in the rest of our stuff from Ann Arbor. Joe will finally be here permanently and maybe we can work in a whole weekend together in our house at some point. Perhaps sometime next year.... Anywho, we're very excited, we know we have a lot to be grateful for and a lot of time to celebrate (sometime) in the future. We had a mini celebration last night by biking to downtown Madison from my sister's house and having a romantic evening at...what else...a local brewpub (Angelic Brewery).
I finished my first week of nights. It went better than I expected...despite one or two moments that I thought I couldn't keep my eyes open a minute longer. Unfortunately, none of the nurses have the same advice on how to maintain a semi-"normal" schedule and when to sleep. Oh well...I guess I'll just have to figure it out for myself. The highlight of my week, aside from buying a house and having Joe in town, was starting six IVs! Each successful on just one attempt! Let me tell you, the ER nurses and phlebotomists are fantastic teachers. You'd hope they'd be good, right? Yeah, kind of a strange, sick highlight...but if you're one of the lucky people who know some of the things I've come home excited about from when I was in nursing school (Sara's received some lovely voicemail messages), you'll be glad that I picked this highlight to describe to you.
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As one who has been poked with an IV twice, I can appreciate your excitement. Each time they stuck me, it took at least three tries -- and IVs HURT
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