I am bushed. Work has been.....well work! Yesterday I got pulled to the surgical floor for 12 hours. Oh the pain meds I gave all night. We don't give that many pain meds on our floor, just drips. Give me heart drips any day. My back was just screaming. Tonight we were having blue light specials on flash pulmonary edema. Back and forth to the ICU pushing loaded beds, what fun and I was charge at 11. Every light was on and we were getting transfers at the same time we were sending them to ICU. Never a boring moment and the 12 hours just flew by. I feel every second of my age today. I am so ready for bed.
Hope everyone is having a great weekend. We have rain and storms knocking off all of our beautiful fall foliage. And I didn't get any pictures. Hospice thinks it may be time for me to take my Leave of absence so I am talking to my boss in the morning. Hope it goes well.
Well....night all.

I Wish You Enough!
Recently I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure.
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, "I love you and I wish you enough".
The daughter replied, "Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom".
They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?".
Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking,
but why is this a forever good-bye?".
"I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be
for my funeral," she said.
"When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means?".
She began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone". She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more. "When we said , 'I wish you enough', we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them". Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude
bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them.
Even in the case of individuals, there is no possibility to feel
happiness through anger. If in a difficult situation one becomes
disturbed internally, overwhelmed by mental discomfort, then external
things will not help at all. However, if despite external difficulties
or problems, internally one's attitude is of love, warmth, and
kindheartedness, then problems can be faced and accepted.
-His Holiness the Dalai Lama Rick had a fair of bruising at both his puncture sites. I checked today and there is fresh bruising. Which of course there shouldn't be 5 days after his surgery. So I am calling the doctor and trying to get him to just stop wandering around and doing so much. The bruise is now half way down his leg. I am marking it but I definitely want the doctor to check a CBC in the morning. Figures he would have complications. I will never get him to the doctors after this, LOL.
Right now he is searching all over looking for his keys. Rick is always losing something. Is it all men? Is it because they don't carry a purse. I don't know how many hours of our life have been spent looking for lost keys, sunglasses, radio's, wallets, etc..... Put them in the same place every day so you always know where they are I tell him. I do, he snaps. Yup, that is why we are tearing the house apart looking for these keys. Half the time I will finally start looking and find them right out in the open. He is so sure they are buried he doesn't look in the most obvious place. And while he is frantically searching for his keys he is bleeding more and more into his leg. Darn man.
Now for lighter news. Be careful whatyou buy at auctions.
Now wouldn't that just shock the heck out of you. Obviously I would never use that smoker, LOL. Now before you think it is really weird one of the Indian tribes around here always retrieves any limb that may have to be amputated. They put it in cold storage until that person dies and the part is buried with the person. So it is not unheard of. Usually however the storage area isn't a smoker.