Holly’s Blog

Refer to Wes’s blog for pics!

She’s Soooo sweet! Oh, my gosh! Usually I’m not an “Ooo and Ahh” kind of person about babies… but Kayla can definitely be the exception!!! Mom went up to the hospital tonight to stay with Glenda and Kayla so Wes could get some rest. I would gladly have gone instead except that I woke up not feeling well and with a sore throat (which I never have unless I am truly sick) Bummer!!! Work made me sick, too much stress for way too many hours. I don’t know if I’m going to be able to stick it out much longer or not. I may go talk with my boss in the morning. Say a prayer!

She’s still on the way. Went with Glenda to the doctor today, got to see another ultrasound. Dr. wants to deliver the baby next week, one way or the other. Guess we’ll see how it’s going to go down next tuesday when she goes back.

Praise God I’m still alive. And even more, I’m at home now and off tomorrow. 2 16’s in a row with the time change thrown in after a weekend of work around the house… ouch. Anyway, all of my patients were just fine, no body died. always good. IN the midst of awful chaos God is good, somehow. You just have to pause and breath and remember. I had to do some deep breathing and remembering today.

When you are forgotten, neglected, or purposely set at naught, and you don’t sting or hurt with the oversight, but your heart is happy being counted worthy to suffer for Christ;

That is dying to self.

When your good is evil spoken of, when your wishes are crossed, your advice disregarded, your opinion ridiculed, and you refuse to let anger rise in your heart or even defend yourself, but take it all in patient, loving silence;

That is dying to self.

When you lovingly and patiently bear any disorder, any irregularity, any annoyance; when you can stand face to face with waste, folly, extravagance, spiritual insensibility, and endure it as Jesus did;

That is dying to self.

When you are content with any food, and offering, any raiment, any climate, any society, any solitude, any interruption by the will of God;

That is dying to self.

When you never care to refer to yourself in conversation or record your own good works or itch after commendation, when you can truly love to be unknown;

That is dying to self.

When you can see your brother prosper and have his needs met, and can honestly rejoice with him in spirit and feel no envy, nor question God, while your own needs are far greater and you are in desperate circumstances;

That is dying to self.

When you can receive correction and reproof from one of less stature than yourself and can humbly submit, inwardly as well as outwardly, finding no rebellion or resentment rising up within your heart;

That is dying to self.

I’m sitting at the nurses station. Charting. My thoughts, besides the ever elusive precise time a person left and returned from a CXR and how many cc’s another vomited, Can’t I just go home already!?! Actually the day was not too bad, no extremely wacky occurances. Except the story behind one of why one of my patients was there. (Ask me later, it’s great, well, not for him). Ok, well, I’ve got some stuff to do around the house.

75 questions and 80 minutes later, I’m a Registered Nurse!!! After 4 1/2 long and hard years it seems odd to only take 80 minutes to become a nurse.

And finally, my web address is valid!