Monday's Missives

2012: the clock ticks and the bell tolls- for whom does the bell toll? I tolls for you...

• I was walking a main road this morning and it nearly cost me my precious life. On that road there is hardly no shoulder so I walked against traffic and as a vehicle got closer I would step well away from the road- to save their paint job and my pretty face. While looking ahead I saw a truck leave the road making a shower of grass and then gravel from the soft shoulder as it returned to the road and then it proceeded toward me while I judiciously moved well away and stopped to watch the truck as it passed. A diabetic episode? anaphylactic shock from a bee sting? Surprised by the kidnapper who suddenly appeared in her rear view mirror? No, no and no. She was texting and still did not see me as I stood there. Insane- we are absolutely crazy.
• I mean really. Holy smokes, what is wrong with us?


• When I get relieved by the nurse on next shift while we're caring for a patient in the nursing home they sometimes get their feelings hurt when they see an empty breakfast tray in the room. They'll ask with genuine surprise,"Did he eat all that? I didn't think he was responsive enough to eat at all- that's good!" I'll have to innocently say,"No, it was mine- the charge nurse (or nurses aide) brought it to me." They will look hurt-absolutely smashed and say something to the effect,"Are you kidding? I have been coming here for weeks and they never do that for me."


• Sorry.


• My last patient loved football. Man, I watched more football in the 5 or 6 days I cared for him than in my whole life.


• When I hit enter between bullets on here sometimes the post publishes instead of dropping down to the next line.
• I initially spelled that, "drooping".


• It's very rare for me to recommend someone to my company for consideration to a position.


• I'm generally very reluctant to divulge my only real phobia-ish thing about myself but, here it goes: when I use a disposable lighter to light a fire I have a vague feeling in the back of my mind it's going to explode and blow my hand off and this is so true I sometimes unconsciously use my non dominant hand to light the fire.