littlecooter

Well....first night at Cooks went well. I stayed on my feet for the first 5 hrs of the shift, but it wasnt too hectic. Not as busy as I was expecting, we have a low census right now. I took care of a 13 girl who has osteomylitis, and she lost some function in her right leg, therefor she was wearing diapers at night. One of the nurses kept calling her a little spoiled princess, and said she could get outa bed to the toilet but just didnt want to. In actuality her leg just really fucking hurt, and she had no pain meds. Anyways, as I was changing her she said you and "other nurse" are really nice, thankyou for everything. I told her that was just part of my job and smiled. She had a majorly serious surgery today, and I hope she is doing okay tonight.

Tonight we went went to Uncle Julios with weinerdog's parents. His Mom and I had a couple of margaritas. Actually, she had one and made me drink her sencond one, so I ended up with three. I tried to pick up the tab but she wouldnt let me. She threatened to kick my ass in the middle of Julios if I didnt put my card away. She was a little tipsy.

As my three margaritas wore off, I got kinda cranky. They (along with my upcoming vist by aunt flow) turned me into miss moody. Sorry weinerdog, I suck.