Today, you may encounter despair, resignation, and death. You may once again wonder why so many are debilitated by illness, and feel powerless to cease the cascade of events. Today, you may meet patients who are homeless, and not a solitary soul by their side. Today, you may come across colleagues who attempt to exert superiority over you, in an endeavor to intimidate, or bully you into submission. Today, you may find yourself in an endless circle of documentation and tasks that intensifies your frustration. Today, you may go through the motions, losing any spark you once had, questioning the meaning of it all, and perhaps lose hope in making a difference.
Give it your all, anyway.
At the end of Today, the patient you encountered who felt despair and resignation - and took the time to really listen to; understood that compassion exists. The patient you cared for who ultimately died, did not die alone, for you were with them. At the end of today, you felt powerless to stop a chain of events, but you learned things that may one day be valuable in saving the life of another, and you learned there was dignity in death. At the end of today, the homeless person you took care of felt a human connection, something perhaps lost to him for many years. At the end of today, the colleagues who challenged you the most did not break you - they taught you the importance of resilience. At the end of today, you may have felt tired from the rudimentary tasks and documentation, and perhaps lost hope in making a difference, but you’re still questioning meaning - which is imperative in the cycle of life, and an indicator your spark is not lost.

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Today In John Lennon History

August 23, 1962

John Lennon, aged 21, married his art college girlfriend Cynthia Powell, aged 22, at Mount Pleasant Register Office in Liverpool, England. Also present were Brian Epstein who served as best man, band-mates George Harrison and Paul McCartney, as well as Powell’s half-brother and his wife. Not in attendance was Lennon’s Aunt Mimi who disproved of the union. 

Right as the ceremony began, a pneumatic drill outside the building drowned out all that was said, as depicted in the drawing below that Cynthia drew. 

When the registrar asked for the groom to step forward, Harrison did, which only added the farce. You can see Cynthia’s wedding ring in the bottom photo. They celebrated afterwards at Reece’s restaurant in Clayton Square at Epstein’s expense, the menu being soup, chicken, and trifle. The restaurant is also where Lennon’s parents celebrated their wedding in 1938.

Lennon and Powell’s marriage would only last 7 years, 1962-1968, officially divorcing on November 8, 1968.

I am pretty sure that I’m still riding my high from yesterday. Still stunned over it, to be honest.

And I may have … possibly … spent more money on my self in celebration. But … I only feel a little guilty. :-)

So, I’m gonna go watch the film I bought myself yesterday and get ready for my lunch date with my “sister” before heading to work. :-D

I cannot say it enough but THANK YOU. ALL of you. So very much. For being the best support system a girl could have and for all your congratulations. You’ve been on this ride with me from the very beginning and I so very appreciate it. <3

New- Old

Afraid to lose control
And caught up in this world
I’ve wasted time, I’ve wasted breath
I think I’ve thought myself to death

- Kongos

The shuttle bumped across the gravel, my bag shifting in my lap.  I tightened my arm around it so it wouldn’t hit the lady sitting beside me.  I willed my grip on my phone to relax and my face to erase the feeling of panic.  I stared at the dark buildings we approached, the headlights cutting through the humid morning air. 

The herd of navy blue flowed into the building and I walked in unison, blending with the crowd.  I exited the elevator, my feet carrying me into the new portion of my life. I walked with all the confidence I could muster into the room where the nurses were gathered.  

The day quickly spiraled, report was fast and the charting archaic. I struggled.  For the first time in 3 years, I struggled.  I felt helpless and lost.  I went from being confident and prepared to confused and unsure.  I left that night with a knot in my stomach. I hadn’t felt so terrified in years.  I took a deep breath and curled up in my bed.  My head was filled with things I should have known, done, initiated but had been so bogged down in figuring out the charting that I hadn’t seen it.  I hated myself for it.

Day 2 was better but I was still feeling lost.  

I finally shook myself. I had to give myself a break-  I was in a new state, a new city, new apartment, new hospital, new unit, new charting system…with only 2 days orientation.  I realized then and there what is worse than being a new nurse.

It’s being a new-old nurse that has to backtrack and unlearn and relearn everything you thought you knew.  


Incredible photos from the operating room taken by Max Aguilera-Hellweg in his book The Sacred Heart, An Atlas Of The Body Seen Through Invasive Surgery, 1997, Bulfinch Press, Little Brown & Company, New York

"We never wanted to harm organics. …We wish to understand, not incite.”

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