adventures of single motherhood

I went to nursing school to help people, educate them on how to make their lives better and make healthier choices. So I get a phone call from my boss today telling me that patients have the right to do whatever they want. I’m sitting here thinking about this comment. What am I here for then, push pills and take vital signs. Anyone can do that. If I have a patient who wants to cut their leg off I’m suppose to stand their and let them do it? Why did I waste all those years of schooling and put all that stress on my family? What good is a nurse even if you can’t be that person who gives that extra push, who rallies around the patient to try a little harder everyday.

Fuck I would’ve became a stripper if I knew this.

I was looking forward to spending the New Year with my best friend getting piss ass drunk and doing some much needed dirty dancing, pretty much just make an ass out of myself. When you live the life I do sometimes you need to sneak away and make a fool out of yourself, what do you care, you’ll never see those people again, and your best friend has seen you through the worst, so there’s no judging there. Well anyways…. I had it all planned, my son was going to the cities with his father, something that barely ever happens, new outfit, and 9 glorious days off from work! Oh but then that bitch mother nature had to come along and ruin everything!! 

Well lets at least say my son still went to his father’s but I will be spending New Year’s alone in my new outfit hopefully getting high.

I decided to get my son a Wii for christmas. Earlier this week he saw it, I told him that Santa and I went shopping together the day after thanksgiving because it was on sale for such a great deal. (Hey give me some credit here, I had to think fast and avoid the melt down that would happen if he found out Santa wasn’t real) Anyways, living in the great mid-west, we had our first blizzard of the year, anyone who has been through one knows how they make the day much more longer then need be. I had just finished working my 3 12hr shifts as nurse at my job. (I will tell you about my joyous work experiences later, I can’t tell every story now) I told my son that Santa called me on the way home and told me if he let me sleep that I could give him the Wii. He was so pumped, I think that was the quietest he had been since being in utero. After a peaceful 4 hr nap I got up. He wasn’t a perfect angel while I was sleeping, he did attempt turn our cat into the Target cat, but that was minor doings for this child. So I started to hook the Wii up, this is where the headache began, of course! First the little monster decides to open every single package I got for the Wii, accessories, games, storage shelf, etc and run around the house leaving them where ever. After spending an extra 45 mins locating these things we finally got the Wii hooked up. I attempted to show him how to play, but being my child, he of course thought that he could do it all himself. So I let him, and left him play. Epic fail on my part.