Thanks mom.

So, I recognize the title might make you assume I’m thanking my own mom, but I’m not. You see, at work, I have what people might call a “work mom.” I hear that term all of the time. I never thought I’d ever join that list of people that utilize this term. I happen to think it is a term of endearment and I’m excited about it. Who is this person? Well, she’s one of…

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I’m here for you.

Dear diary, It’s my weekend to work. I’m not sure if it’s the same elsewhere, but at my hospital, nurses work every other weekend. I used to loathe it, but the weekends are typically quieter. There’s less staff across the board, so there isn’t too much that goes on. It’s nice to not be managed for a few days, or have to fill-in several doctors on how their patient is and if they had a…

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Commit to Sit

Dear diary, The holidays have come and gone. The past two years of being a nurse have changed the way I look at the holiday season. Mostly because hospitals are always open and so, working a holiday is part of the job. It makes you appreciate the times when every holiday was a guaranteed off-day. I lucked out and didn’t have to work Thanksgiving or Christmas, but when I did, I remember not only feeling…

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