Starbucks strikes again!

my life changed this week.

i feel like this warrants a blog.

although this may not interest you at all….i just need to stay awake.

this means that i have to tell you about this girl i know who may have saved the lives and sanity of and estimated 3-13 humans this week alone.  well, 14 really, because i'd have to count myself twice there.  this was the week of marvelous transformation for me, from the typical human who did things like dishes and bills and reading to some kind of abnormal being who did things like eat lunch at 1 am, dressed in obnoxiously bright colored clothing with massive pockets, and well, i  still read, but now it's at 4 am while i've got the Hamburger Helper cooking on the stove. 

the first night of staying up late, til 3, the roomie and i spontaneously ran off to Kroger's.  mostly because i decided that i desperately needed- NEEDED- brownies and lacked a mix.  so of course the first thing we see is the taco stuff shelf.  all i lacked was the meat, taco shells, rice, lettuce, and seasoning.  problem solved!!

she stayed up til 1am with me, eating brownies and ice cream watching House and talking. 

last night was a long one, mostly because i'd have barely enough time after getting off in order to wash my hair and get to church.  forget any sleeping there!  so of course this same friend and roomie gave me Starbuck dollars...StarDollar Bucks...Starbucks Bucks… free coffee. i brought a philosophy friend who is also experienced with caffeine in order to not kill myself by accidental overdose.  10 seconds of conferring with the guy at the register and they decided just what i needed: a Starbucks Double Shot. 

oh, b'goodness.

i didn't have my normal 3 am slump, that's for sure!  a bit because i was crazy busy trying to solve unsolvable problems and was much more active than my first two shifts on wednesday and thursday.  but mostly because i had unhealthy amounts of caffeine running like 20 toddlers through my system.  it was just wearing off when i got off duty, so i drugged myself with Honey Bunches and chocolate ice cream before church.  by the time i got back, i'd been awake for 22.1 hours.

wow.

just, wow.

as weirded out as i was about starting night shift, the change came so naturally i was shocked. but very pleased. the atmosphere on A8 from 3 pm to 3 am is as different as...well, as night [shift] and day.  it's much more relaxed and i have time to really sit, think, and ask questions of my preceptor...so that in 3 weeks when i am officially done with orientation i will be prepared.  that's an intimidating thought right there- for real. i was very much encouraged to hear nurses who have been here for years still rely on others for help and advice and stability and a strip of tape or alcohol swab.

my brain is totally WHACKED out right now… i have Wallace and Gromit on right now and some tea and graham crackers- a very favorable snack, in my opinion. 

while the thunderstorm drifts by overhead i am forcing myself to recover from a ridiculously long day/night…

it's 3 am… my cerebral cortex is pushing its limits...and a massive blast of thunder destroyed that reverie. the candles are burning because it's almost time to take out trash, and i'm cuddled with a blanket because the weather is cooling off. 

it's 3:19… i don't know how much longer my eyes will stay open.  22 hours awake, 4 hours asleep, then i'm at 11 hours awake again right now.

my life sure ain't boring that's for sure!