Thursday, March 8, 2007

It Just Makes Me Cringe...

There are certain words in the English language that make me cringe. They are like nails on a chalkboard.... invoke immediate nausea with their very mention. So, I'd like to know if anyone else is as repulsed as I am by these vocabulary and if there are any others that deserve mention. Here we go (in no specific order)....


  1. Moist- I must admit, this has to be my least favorite word of all time; I almost vomited in the middle of prayer at church once when this one was mentioned.
  2. Supple
  3. Caress
  4. Ointment
  5. Pocketbook (This one comes from Laura Meek)
  6. Trouser
  7. Discharge
  8. Hairpin (another one from Laura Meek)
  9. Excrement
  10. Pus
  11. Lubricate
  12. Masticate
  13. Doily
  14. Hemorrhoid
  15. Suckle (Thanks to Cameron Reynolds)
  16. Stroke (only as a verb; the noun is manageable) (apparently Julie has been having some "interesting" conversations and wanted to add this one)

I Have a Dirty Job!

Have you ever watched the show "Dirty Jobs" on the Discovery Channel? It's addicting. The host, a rather svelte, middle-aged man, attempts to participate in the daily life of men and women who have so-called "dirty jobs". Some of these jobs are down-right disgusting while others are just "messy". Click on this link to see some of these dirty jobs.

I have a dirty job! I'm a nurse. People who don't work in healthcare may not believe me but oh... I could tell you stories. I hate the protrayal of nurses on TV. ER is probably the best depiction of emergency room nurses. As for other medically inclined shows such as House, Scrubs, and Grey's Anatomy, the nurses are either glamorized or made to look like Atilla the Hun.

In essence, I wipe poop for a living. Sure, you'll never find it directly written into my job description, but it's there. Read between the lines, people. It's called "direct patient care". Sure, that's not all I do on any given night, but this job is certainly not for the faint at heart. If there is a fluid a human can produce, I've probably gotten on my arm or in my hair at one time or another. When a baby poops, everyone giggles. When you stick your head out of your room to tell your neighbors that your patient has pooped, people run. Wiping the poo of a 450 lb man is no walk in the park. It can sometimes take up to six nurses and techs to successfully complete this task. It takes three to pull, one to push, one to hold up the butt cheek, and one to wipe. It's enough to work up quite a sweat.

If it weren't for those darn HIPPA laws, I would double-dog dare Mike Rowe to come spend a day in my "dirty job".

Tuesday, March 6, 2007

To Blog Or Not To Blog

I've always told myself I would never be a blogger. I had friends who did it and they could drone on for hours about the reasons they loved to blog. I've read a few blogs... of friends and even perfect strangers... and found a bit of connection with each of them. However, I never felt like my life was interesting enough that a perfect stranger could be captivated with one of my own.

Well, I was reading an old roommates' blog the other day and I felt a tinge of jealousy and sadness. I guess I never realized how much I missed her and how much I wished we had stayed in closer contact. As different as we were, and really still are, she'll always be one of my favorite roommates. Her blog is very real. She's one of the most honest people I know.

If you are hoping for drama and intrigue from my blog, you're in the wrong place. I'm just a quirky girl willing to share a glimmer of her life with perfect strangers (.. and maybe some old friends as well).

Enjoy!