The journey has begun, phase 1 began last night with the ending of my career at the Nebraska Medical Center. No one ever thinks they are going to cry leaving a job that involves more feces, mucous, and other bodily discharges than any other career in the world. The patient's decided to give me a proper send-off, and secreted more bodily discharges than usual, leaving me to spend most of my day ensuring my patient's had shiny, ulcer free rear ends, and treating their TB, MRSA, and other communicable diseases. I love my job, maybe that's why I cried all the way to my car, but man, this vacation will be essential to preventing early onset nursing burn-out....
Now, my address is South Dakota- and I will spend the next 4 days attempting t0 convince my mom and dad that I am not 'crazy.' Chance of success is minimal, so instead I will scare my mother as I move all my personal belongings into her basement. And maybe tell her at the end there is no plane ticket to New Zealand, but I just needed an 'in' to living in her basement.... hahahah it's funny, but really not!
After that, it is all in God's hands. But wait, it always is.
