I got this from another blog and thought that it would be exciting to do. So copy it from mine and highlight the ones that you have done!
1.Started your own blog
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii- maybe soon! My sister got accepted to the U of Hawaii!
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyland
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a praying mantis- we had to each take a turn in fourth grade baby sittin gover the weekends!
10. Sang a solo
11. Bungee jumped I wish!
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning- more than once!
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping- this shall remain a story in my head
27. Run a marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Seen a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors- Minnesota Baby!
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language- I wanted to be able to tell what the people at work were talking about so i taught myself enough Tagalog to understan bits and pieces. They still don't know that I know what they are talking about!
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing- loved every second of it!
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David
41. Sung karaoke- another story that will not be shared!
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant- bought a homeless guy a Dick's burger once.
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance- only 3 times!
47. Had your portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling- does snorkling in a lake count?
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud- so fun to do! It's called the Turkey Bowl!
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma- donated blood a few times. They don't want me any more. I guess I'm not good enough!
65. Gone sky diving - this is one of my ambitions.
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten Caviar- only once, NEVER AGAIN!
72. Pieced a quilt- I did 9 squares and called it good!
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone- technically both bones that I broke were my brothers fault. Two in my arm when I was 6 playing airplane and one in my foot when he pushed me down the stairs!
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper- only my butt actually. It was for Volleyball and there was my tooshie on the front page of the Issaquah Press!
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating- fish in Alaska
88. Had chickenpox
89. Saved someone’s life- did the heimlich on someone at work
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one- my Grandpa and a 2 friends
94. Had a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law suit- when I was really little
98. Owned a cell phone- never will go without one now!
99. Been stung by a bee
100. Totally copied a post from someone else's blog to your own- Proud of it!
Monday, November 24, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Uuuugggghhhh!!!!
They have a saying at work that i find rather amusing: "Cassie doesn't call in sick.... she calls in dead!" This is the saying that now 3 jobs have given me. It basically means that I am a tough person that doesn't call in sick or leave work unless I feel like I am acutally going to die. Thursday was one of those days. The whole previous week I was feeling off my rocker and not well. Nothing really hurt and I wasn't "sick", I just didn't fell like I normally do.
Then Wednesday hit. I was starting to feel sick. I had a slight headache and I was starting to run a fever and feel achy. I just thought that if I got a good night sleep that I would at least feel better on Thursday. Boy was I wrong!
Thursday I woke up. That was my first mistake. I knew that where I was placed at work that day that I wouldn't be doing much so I thought if I could just get through the day, I would skip school for the first time in a few years and go home a get some sleep and I could make it on Friday. That was another mistake. So I got up, did minimal showering and getting myself to look presentable enough for work and headed off. I didn't eat breakfast. I think that was the good thing because later that day I tossed my lunch in the bathroom. Luckily no one heard that. When I got to work my head was beginning to really bug me so I took some Tylenol and shrugged it off just hoping that would help me enough to concentrate. As the day went on, many people were telling me that I wasn't acting or looking like myself. I surely wasn't. Lunch time came and Iwent into the breakroom. After that I don't remember much of that day. I apparently didn't pass out but got really un-understandable and I looked paler than I usually do. So many people told me to go home. This was at 1230 and I only had 2 hours to go. By 1300 My head was so bad that I was physically sick and I couldn't erally open my eyes enough to see what I was doing so i asked my boss to go home.
The bus ride home was one of the worst experiences of my life. It was so bright, noisey and jiggly that by the end of it I was almost crying. Luckily my stomach held onto itself long enough for me to get home and lie by the toilet for a few hours. Did I mention that lying next to a toilet is not something that I would normally do unless I was dying?
So to make a long story short. I am alive....barely.... I have a high temp, a migraine still, I actually kept something down today, my thoat hurts, I have a runny nose and I feel like what a 3 year old would say of as "icky caca". I think that I'll live but as of right now I can't make any promises to being functional in the next few days.
I am writing this in hopes that I can distract myself for 5 minutes but it is not working very well.
People at work have been sending me texts going "when is the funeral" and "what do you want on you headstone" I find thatquite amusing that people have a wierd way of checking up on me while trying to humor me.
So now I am going to crawl into my lovely electric blanket bed, with an extra quilt on top, put my head on my oh so comfortable pillow, which should still be nice and warm from me laying on it all day and try to get some sleep. Although I think that the chicken noodle soup that I had awhile ago may come back to haunt me.
Then Wednesday hit. I was starting to feel sick. I had a slight headache and I was starting to run a fever and feel achy. I just thought that if I got a good night sleep that I would at least feel better on Thursday. Boy was I wrong!
Thursday I woke up. That was my first mistake. I knew that where I was placed at work that day that I wouldn't be doing much so I thought if I could just get through the day, I would skip school for the first time in a few years and go home a get some sleep and I could make it on Friday. That was another mistake. So I got up, did minimal showering and getting myself to look presentable enough for work and headed off. I didn't eat breakfast. I think that was the good thing because later that day I tossed my lunch in the bathroom. Luckily no one heard that. When I got to work my head was beginning to really bug me so I took some Tylenol and shrugged it off just hoping that would help me enough to concentrate. As the day went on, many people were telling me that I wasn't acting or looking like myself. I surely wasn't. Lunch time came and Iwent into the breakroom. After that I don't remember much of that day. I apparently didn't pass out but got really un-understandable and I looked paler than I usually do. So many people told me to go home. This was at 1230 and I only had 2 hours to go. By 1300 My head was so bad that I was physically sick and I couldn't erally open my eyes enough to see what I was doing so i asked my boss to go home.
The bus ride home was one of the worst experiences of my life. It was so bright, noisey and jiggly that by the end of it I was almost crying. Luckily my stomach held onto itself long enough for me to get home and lie by the toilet for a few hours. Did I mention that lying next to a toilet is not something that I would normally do unless I was dying?
So to make a long story short. I am alive....barely.... I have a high temp, a migraine still, I actually kept something down today, my thoat hurts, I have a runny nose and I feel like what a 3 year old would say of as "icky caca". I think that I'll live but as of right now I can't make any promises to being functional in the next few days.
I am writing this in hopes that I can distract myself for 5 minutes but it is not working very well.
People at work have been sending me texts going "when is the funeral" and "what do you want on you headstone" I find thatquite amusing that people have a wierd way of checking up on me while trying to humor me.
So now I am going to crawl into my lovely electric blanket bed, with an extra quilt on top, put my head on my oh so comfortable pillow, which should still be nice and warm from me laying on it all day and try to get some sleep. Although I think that the chicken noodle soup that I had awhile ago may come back to haunt me.
Monday, November 3, 2008
The Wonder That We Call Work!
For the past 6 weeks at work I have been what is known as the dispatcher. These duties involve answering phones from nurses, doctors and other such hospital personnell that need labs test results, need lab test to be drawn, pick ups of specimens on the floors and other such items as what colored tube does this test go in. As well as that, it is making sure that the tests that are ordered come out and go into the prosepected zones, (areas of the hospital that the other phlebs take and do), making sure that there are no duplicates and making sure that none of the draws get missed and if they do, make sure that they get done. As well as these, I am the peace maker, (which those of you who know me I can do well or be the one the disrupts the peace) and make sure that people are doing their fair share. Of course this sounds rather small in the big prospect of the world, but as the weekends go by, my patience amongst other things has been tried and true.
This weekend was particularly hard for me. I was not feeling well, and being the only person that knows how to dispatch, minus the other person who is out on a doctors note for goodness knows how long, I did not have the luxury of calling in sick. 2 other people however did and that left me with not as many people as I would have liked. Normally we have at least 5 phlebs on the weekends if not more, because somebody wanted to work overtime. This weekend I had 3-4. Some coming in later than others. So I had to do a "morning list", about 15 drawns in about an hours time and then come back downstairs to sort out the mess that had accumulated in the hour that NO ONE was downstairs. This resulted in many frustrated nurses and a very frustrated me!
Throughout the day I was constantly fixing peoples mistakes and trying to prevent the ones that I saw coming. We have a new phlebs tat needs a little more training than what she had and I REALLY think that we need to teach her a few tricks of the trade. Needless to say I was out of there about 90 minutes late because of some paperwork and writing up that I had to do because of someone, not naming names, did a newborn screening test on the wrong baby presummably, and both babies test had to be canceled and redone. For those of you who are moms you can only think that the other moms were not happy to have their new baby's foot restuck and bood squeezed out. They were NOT happy AT ALL!
So at the end of the day, well, later than it should be, I went home, ate some lovely store bought cookies and climbed into my nice bed with the electric blanket on it and fell asleep at about 6! slleping through, for the most part until the next morning. I tell you what a good night sleep I had that I haven't had in a LONG time! It was absolutely great to not have to wake up to an alarm clock but to just me waking up! It is truly amazing what a better mood you can be in when you just wake up when your body is ready to!
This weekend was particularly hard for me. I was not feeling well, and being the only person that knows how to dispatch, minus the other person who is out on a doctors note for goodness knows how long, I did not have the luxury of calling in sick. 2 other people however did and that left me with not as many people as I would have liked. Normally we have at least 5 phlebs on the weekends if not more, because somebody wanted to work overtime. This weekend I had 3-4. Some coming in later than others. So I had to do a "morning list", about 15 drawns in about an hours time and then come back downstairs to sort out the mess that had accumulated in the hour that NO ONE was downstairs. This resulted in many frustrated nurses and a very frustrated me!
Throughout the day I was constantly fixing peoples mistakes and trying to prevent the ones that I saw coming. We have a new phlebs tat needs a little more training than what she had and I REALLY think that we need to teach her a few tricks of the trade. Needless to say I was out of there about 90 minutes late because of some paperwork and writing up that I had to do because of someone, not naming names, did a newborn screening test on the wrong baby presummably, and both babies test had to be canceled and redone. For those of you who are moms you can only think that the other moms were not happy to have their new baby's foot restuck and bood squeezed out. They were NOT happy AT ALL!
So at the end of the day, well, later than it should be, I went home, ate some lovely store bought cookies and climbed into my nice bed with the electric blanket on it and fell asleep at about 6! slleping through, for the most part until the next morning. I tell you what a good night sleep I had that I haven't had in a LONG time! It was absolutely great to not have to wake up to an alarm clock but to just me waking up! It is truly amazing what a better mood you can be in when you just wake up when your body is ready to!
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