I dont exactly recall the last time I posted, but my mind says that it was a long long while ago. I decided that part of the reason why I stopped posting is because I didnt like how the style of my posts had changed. In this new attempt to start blogging more often, I am going to try to write like the old way that I used to write instead of the way I feel like writing now. Its so much more fun the old way and a lot more interesting to read.

Before I start I would like to announce that you can not put staples through a fax machine. At least not into the old one that we have in the head nurses office. And, by the way, someone else should learn how to use that thing, because I'm tired of being the fax it person all the time. It made me late for "o (long o)- rye - ta" figure that one out!

This morning I woke up and I knew where I was and that I had to get up at some point and I didnt fall back asleep. It was just so warm underneath my blankets that I decided not to move until my room mates left, even if it made me late for work. So I stuck to the plan and it was one of the smarter things that I have done today. When I washed my face and the big purple spots didnt come off, I realized that a mosquito had found my face at some point during the night and it seemed that it was successful in its endevour to suck my blood. Well it didnt look to bad once I patted my face dry with my towel. Ten minutes later after getting my sneakers and before closing in the door, I decided to chance another look in the mirror and all I could think was... that goodness it wasnt my nose! It looks like I have half of a black eye, on the wrong side and on the other side of my face my cheek exploded. Not to mention that I am sitting here scratching my arms and wishing that I had some anti-itch cream.

I got to my מחלקה and wasnt prepared at all for the state I found it in. I have learned that before doing ANYTHING when I arrive in the morning, the most important thing to do is check the fridge and hope that there is שוקו inside. Most of the best days are days when I drink chocolate milk before starting to work. I dont dehydrate half as badly over the course of the day because I have some liquid in my body. I do not have a chocolate craving and wind up eating ewwy chocolate pudding to try and make up for it. I just feel happier. And it is just a positive thing to add to the list of "things that happened today" so thats saying something!
Sitting with my שוקו next to the computer and the name board I tried to figure out who was there and who wasnt. It is a tricky little operation, because hardly anybody pays attention to making sure that they are correct. Well I got it sorted out and later when the doctors were wondering where half the patients that werent there were, I was able to tell them where they had gone. They always appreciate that. Especially when it means that they have less blood to take. I guess last night was hectic.

It was a regular day besides for that and everyone trying to figure out what the heck happened to my face. And all in all I rather enjoyed even if I am falling asleep while sitting here. I was going to stop typing a long time ago and go back to my room to find a contact case, but I found one in my pocket and so we have gotten to this point. Only now the problem is that I remembered that I am supposed to sign out and I have already "worked" a half hour of overtime, so I'll be going now I think. Its time, dont you reckon? And maybe I'll post more tomorrow or later or whatever excuse I'm supposed to give. Right?

g'night mush

at least for me... I'm heading to bed...