a pathetic little blog
All my vaccines and titres are complete. All my paperwork is in, background check complete. I am happy to know that no crimes have been reported under my identity by either myself or an imposter. Picked up my name tag for school, which proclaims me a 1st year nursing school student. I’ve got a lot of books yet to purchase and hope Santa will bring money to pay for them. I bought a fresh stethoscope and scrubs but still need some fresh shoes that are mostly white.
I am excited to get started but at this minute would like to sleep until January 11th. On that morning I’d wake up to find my prep complete and graduation the next day.
Monday I had a physical for nursing school. My vitals were good. Heart, lungs, and belly sounds good. No tumors noted (phew!). Eyesight 20/20. Then came the part where you perform for the nurse practitioner. She observed my gait to make sure I could walk. Then she asked me to bend over and reach for the floor as low as comfortably possible. She was skeptical when I told her I’ve got leftover flexibility from gymnastics, but then I bent over and put my palms flush with the floor and was no longer a skeptic. Then she asked for a squat. Surely my 40 year old knees can’t handle that. So I squatted like a midwife who’s assumed that position through 400 primip births and she declared me capable of performing the basic duties of a nurse.
I also had a chemistry panel to look for how my kidneys and liver were functioning, what my cholesterol levels are, and immunity to childhood diseases and/or vaccine stability. To finish off the appointment I had a TB test and a tetanus shot. My right deltoid STILL hurts.
Two days later I went back for the TB test to be read and the blood results. Nothing was back. So I had to go back a third time. All my labs were great and I’m immune to measles, mumps, rubella, and hepatitis B. Missing was the varicella (chicken pox) results. I had to have another blood sample taken because the lab assistant didn’t check the box for that one and I had a horrible case of chicken pox when I was 12 that I’m sure I caught from sharing the balance beam of a teammate in a different squad who had them, two weeks after I had Scarlet Fever, which totally ruined my trip to Six Flags doesn’t suffice as satisfactory proof of the disease as far as hospitals are concerned. Let’s hope I show up immune to that because I’d rather not have another vaccine, especially not one that is in the $100 range for the uninsured.
Today marks the five year anniversary of my friend’s death six weeks after having her baby. It’s crazy to think she has 10- and 5- year old daughters and is not here to see them grow up. I’m sure her older daughter’s heart aches for her mom and the little one has no idea what she’s missed. I know my heart aches every time I think of her. It’s almost impossible to think of her without my eyes getting misty… thinking of all we’ve missed of her.
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