Better than sex

Today was a 14+ hour day. I know I was clocked in at work for 13 1/2. I had 3 different patients today, gave one up at 4 pm for a post-op, which I had asked for. The other patient was busy too, so I was busy all day long. It's good to be busy. I learned several new tricks today, like how to deal with an epidural, how to deal with an extremely agitated patient, TPN, and a few other miscellaneous things I'm not lucid enough to remember right now.

Another thing was dealing with an overconfident smartass preceptor half my age. She was okay and I did learn a lot today, but I told her by the end of the day she needs to tone it down. No wonder so many people quit the nursing profession. There are too many like HER! It's amazing how some people can take care of patients and be so un-tactful and insensitive in the things they say to their coworkers. But I found myself laughing all day, and that's a lot better than the days when I cried.

Usually I'm in bed by 8:30 on work nights but tonight I had to drink a beer. I got home around a quarter to 9, ate something, then tried to go to bed after a hot shower but couldn't settle down. Here I am. It's late, I drank part of a beer, and I'm hoping to feel tired soon.

It's been warmer and the snow is melting. I need warmth and sunshine. I am craving the desert. Damn it. I left it, but now I'm missing it. Just a little. I need an all-over body hug. I was trying to make a list of things that are better than sex.

1. backrubs
2. chocolate covered strawberries
3. sleeping between my two dogs, what I call a mom sandwich
4. spring flowers in the desert
5. sitting in the shadow of Mt. Antero at the hot springs

I am going up there this week if the weather cooperates. I need warmth and sunshine. Maybe the warm water will help. And the banana belt is the closest I'm getting to the desert right now. I have 5 days off and I'm getting the hell out of here.