Want it Wednesday Christmas List

So in the blogging trend of "Want it Wednesday" I'm posting an everything I can think of Christmas list so I don't have to keep giving the cliche answer of "I don't know" when people ask me what I want for Christmas.

Pillows to match my bedding pattern
Harbor House Chelsea

McCarty Pottery

iPhone 4s



Erin Condren iPhone case
(Turquoise)

Saints Stuff
Brown Flats



Flyer Miles

Scrub Caps


http://www.funscrubhats.com/search/label/OB%20GYN

http://www.scrubs.com/Green-Scrubs-Bouffant-Cap-p/01400-10-887.htm

Just some ideas. I really don't need anything.

Holding Up

So B finally made it to Minnesota.

14 hours away.

The other side of the country.

I keep getting text messages asking different variations of the question,

"How are you holding up?"

Kinda makes it sound like someone died, huh?

Surprisingly, I'm doing ok. Buuuuuut, we're only two days in.

Right now it kind of just feels like he's gone on a busines trip

and not that he's going to be living in the far away land of

Owatonna, Minnesota.

For at least the next two years.

However, I did buy some Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream

for when reality really does set in.

So tonight I cooked dinner and watched TV with my 3 wonderful roommates.

It was a great girls night in, and I'm looking forward to many more.

This Is Why

Every once in a while, everyone falls into a "funk". Whether it's with your job, relationship, finances, whatever... It happens. I have to admit, although I have my regular "gripes", I am genuinely content with my life as it is right now. Granted, work is frustrating, I'm terrified about B moving to Minnesota, and who couldn't use more money?... I am content.

Although some people's funks are more severe than others, everyone usually has that "A-Ha" moment when something happens and you realize "This is why I do what I do." I had my A-Ha moment last week. I was so upset to be starting a six day stretch of 12 hour shifts at my lovely job where everyone loves everyone and we all get along all the time...

Day One. Friday. Day shift. We didn't have too many patients, but I always feel out of my element when I work Day shift. Day starts out with an argument with a co-worker, a patient's blood pressure through the roof, and the call light ringing non-stop. I never knew that this busy day ahead was going to kick off an exhausting, yet extremely rewarding work week.

One of my patients was a six month old little boy with a urinary obstruction and an indwelling catheter. I deal with catheters all the time, but they are never on boys, and especially never on infants. As soon as I walked in the room to introduce myself and assess my little patient, I didn't know he was going to change my outlook on lots of things.

The first time I came in to see him. I was greeted with a scowl followed by crying... Typical for a ped who has been stuck umpteen times, had medicines forced down his throat, and an indwelling catheter placed, so I knew he would need some extra loving from Nurse Morgan. It breaks my heart when my patients don't like me, no matter how young or old they are.

Over the course of the next few days, I bonded with my little man and his wonderful parents. He would smile and play with me when I came to see him. I could slip in and out of his room when he was asleep, do what I had to do, and he'd never wake up. Maybe because he sensed it was Nurse Morgan and he was comfortable with that? That's the story I'm going with.

Day Five of my stretch, my little man got transferred to UMC for surgery. I was happy to see him feeling better and knowing he was about to be in very good hands, but sad that I had to come back to his empty room and him not be there. Thankfully, his wonderful parents kept me updated on his surgery and recovery. Not a day has gone by (even though I'm on vacation) that I haven't thought about that precious little boy. My A-Ha moment came the morning after his surgery when I got an update from my little man.

The message said:

"Dear Morgan- They have a wagon here that I've gotten to ride around in when I'm not hooked up to my IV. It's really fun, but not as much fun as you being my nurse! I love you."

I may get frustrated with my job, have nights where I say I want a new career, mornings where I just want to cry myself to sleep.... but it is moments, patients, families like this that make everything else worth it. This is why I'm a nurse. This is why I love what I do.

(***Thank you Jenn for allowing me to use these pics.)

Work Night Wish List

Passing the time at night, at work, is not always an entertaining task.

So between watching the

Royal Wedding

and

Online Shopping

I decided to post some of the items on my ever growing wish list.

A Large Brim Hat

To wear for the Kentucky Derby. Although I've never been, and hope to go some day, I'd really like to have a Kentucky Derby party and wear a big hat just for fun.

Drew Brees Saints Jersey

(Ladies Fit Size M please)

I finally jumped on the Saints Bandwagon (But the Pats are still my number 1)

A New Stethoscope

Call me a dork. I don't care.
But someone keeps stealing my stethoscopes at work. I want a new one to keep with me. Preferably red, but I like the ceil blue also.

A New Car

Although I've wanted a Mercedes C Class for years, I'm sort of into Infiniti right now.

A Tahitian Getaway

Although a trip to Tahiti would be divine, I'm excited to be going to Destin in a month.

Diamonds.

Seriously, what girl do you know that doesn't want diamonds?

Earrings, rings, bracelet, necklace... I'm not that picky.

Sunday Funday

After passing out on B's couch after work. With no pillow. In my scrubs. And badge. (Hey, at least I took my shoes off...I think?) I woke up and noticed the beautiful sunshine outside, and refused to stay inside any longer! Met Faye, Rach, Charles, and Andrew at the pool for a little sun before heading to the Grove for the Drew Holcomb and Goo Goo Dolls concert. Although I missed almost the entire Goo Goo Dolls concert to go to a CAB meeting, I still had a great day. I love being outside. I love going to concerts. And I love the Grove... so needless to say, this was my perfect idea of a Sunday evening. The only thing that could have made it better was a little Ole Miss Baseball. There's always next weekend!!

Challenge Day 3:

A photo of the cast from your favorite show.

A song that makes you happy.

Pretty much anything by Ke$ha. Currently: Blow

Don't judge.

30 Day Challenge

30 Day Challenge to get me back in the game... And, no, I don't mean the 30 Day Shred, thanks anyway, Jillian. I've been trying to get back into the habit of blogging, but I just never feel like I have anything exciting to write about.... until this week. I've just been too busy to write!

Quick Recap:

B went down to New Orleans last weekend for his brother and future sister-in-law's crawfish boil/wedding shower. I had to work, so I couldn't go. When I woke up Sunday afternoon around 2, I started planning dinner because I knew B should be home soon. Texted B's phone with a simple, "When will you be home?" A few seconds later, he's calling. I answer and hear:

"Morgan, This is Shawn. B had a little accident early this morning. He won't be coming home today. He's in the hospital in New Orleans."

I was positive this was a joke and B was about to get on the phone and say "Haha, just kidding. I'm leaving now." But as Shawn continued with details about what happened, the reality was setting in. After talking to Shawn and Jason and having both of them tell me it wasn't necessary for me to come down there, I had a mild breakdown. Faye, a.k.a. the best sister on the planet, told me to pull it together, take a shower, pack a bag, and get in the car because she was taking me to New Orleans. On the way down there Shawn, Jason, and Sam kept me updated about B's condition. I had another mild panic attack when I got the news he was being admitted to ICU overnight. But everyone kept assuring me that he was fine. We made it to the hospital with 30 minutes left for visiting hours. He was discharged Monday morning and we made it home to Oxford Monday night. We're having a bit of a rough recovery with shoulder pain and headaches, but we're going to be fine. He doesn't know how lucky he his to have a personal nurse. I should make sure he knows how much home health nurses make per hour, haha.

Faye is hosting the 30 Day Picture Challenge and the 30 Day Song Challenge. Yes, I'm a little late, but I'm hoping this jump starts me into blogging every day.

Picture Challenge Day 1: A photo of yourself along with 10 facts.

1. I am a procrastinator.

2. I have a chronic disease.

3. I love to cook.

4. I'm afraid to be outside alone at night.

5. I wish I had never quit piano lessons.

6. I love it when people tell me I look like Sophia Bush

7. I get really shy when people compliment me.

8. My accent changes depending on who I'm talking to.

9. I wish I had gone to Medical School.

10. I turned down my dream job because I don't like change.

Song Challenge Day 1: Your favorite song.

I have so many favorites, it's hard to pick just one,

but I think I'll go with "Jar of Hearts" by Christina Perri

Picture Challenge Day 2: A photo of you and the person you have been closest with the longest.

Song Challenge Day 2: Your least favorite song.

"Give Me One Reason" by Tracy Chapman

I'm Back

Wow! Four and a half months since my last blog post... Faye's blog is just so intimidating to compete with... I mean, with a name like FayesBook, how do you even compare?

So much has happened in the last four months there's no way I could catch up, so to sum it all up just know this... I am happy!!

Got some big things coming up in the next few months, so we'll see where that takes me, but I have made a promise to myself to keep my blog updated... Besides, I need something constructive to do when I'm lying awake at 2a.m. watching food network on my nights off.