My Heart is Fine, Maybe its My Head
Well, here's the newsflash. My heart is fine. Of course, that doesn't surprise me. I doubt I could have finished two triathlons if my heart wasn't fine. But I suppose it's better to be on the safe side. So now that they know it's not my heart causing my passing out, I will need to trot off to the neurologist to see if there is something wrong with my head. I guess we're running a family special on neurology appointments too. Maybe I'll get to go for a ride in the MRI machine.
The only other finding was that I am anemic, so more blood work has been ordered to try to figure that out. Iron supplements (isn't that what Geritol was?) may be in my future.
Speaking of having my head examined, I did have two job interviews this week. The first one ended very shortly after it began, because it turns out the position was not Part time, but full time and I immediately told the interviewer very nicely that then I was not their person. It is for a clinical liaison position to try to increase referrals for long term care. I am also not a geriatrician; I much prefer the other end of the life spectrum caring for new mommies before and after they have their babies. So the second job was much more appealing. It is a nursing position with the nurse family partnership program that provides holistic early intervention and education to first time moms by visiting them in their homes and basically building a relationship with them, becoming their advocate, setting goals, and mentoring and life coaching them. The position they are looking to fill is .75 and I was honest and told them that was even more than I wanted to work, but I could swing .6. That works out to three flexible days a week. It is an interesting and challenging position that really provides the nurse with an opportunity to have a lasting impact on a woman's (or young girl's in some cases) life. I will probably hear by the end of next week.
I am making progress in the toy room, but it is really overwhelming. We decided to make it into a hang out room, so most of the toys will have to go somewhere else. Preferably out my door, not just upstairs. I told Nicole that her orphanage had to move and that there were strict zoning regulations where she was moving to (her room, a smaller space for all her babies...)
It's getting late and the kitchen is a mess. Both girls are at sleepovers, Howie is watching the Red Sox game and I need to give a three to five minute faith impact blurb in church on Sunday, so I am going to mull that over. Yes, three to five minutes. That might be a challenge...
The only other finding was that I am anemic, so more blood work has been ordered to try to figure that out. Iron supplements (isn't that what Geritol was?) may be in my future.
Speaking of having my head examined, I did have two job interviews this week. The first one ended very shortly after it began, because it turns out the position was not Part time, but full time and I immediately told the interviewer very nicely that then I was not their person. It is for a clinical liaison position to try to increase referrals for long term care. I am also not a geriatrician; I much prefer the other end of the life spectrum caring for new mommies before and after they have their babies. So the second job was much more appealing. It is a nursing position with the nurse family partnership program that provides holistic early intervention and education to first time moms by visiting them in their homes and basically building a relationship with them, becoming their advocate, setting goals, and mentoring and life coaching them. The position they are looking to fill is .75 and I was honest and told them that was even more than I wanted to work, but I could swing .6. That works out to three flexible days a week. It is an interesting and challenging position that really provides the nurse with an opportunity to have a lasting impact on a woman's (or young girl's in some cases) life. I will probably hear by the end of next week.
I am making progress in the toy room, but it is really overwhelming. We decided to make it into a hang out room, so most of the toys will have to go somewhere else. Preferably out my door, not just upstairs. I told Nicole that her orphanage had to move and that there were strict zoning regulations where she was moving to (her room, a smaller space for all her babies...)
It's getting late and the kitchen is a mess. Both girls are at sleepovers, Howie is watching the Red Sox game and I need to give a three to five minute faith impact blurb in church on Sunday, so I am going to mull that over. Yes, three to five minutes. That might be a challenge...
Labels: echodcardiogram, job interview, Neurology, Nurse Family Partnership
posted by www.kathypride.com at
10:13 PM
3 Comments:
Wow...3-5 minutes--huh? You can do it; I know you can.
The job sounds interesting and I think you can really make an impact. No let me re-phrase that: I KNOW you can make an impact!
As far as fall cleaning; I'm cleaning a drawer or closet a day. What a sense of accomplishment. I feel better already and lighter too.
HUGS!
Okay, so I wrote two comments yesterday and lost both of them in computer la-la land and then I gave up.
I love the sound of your job. I imagine how fulfilling it would be. I'll be crossing my fingers for you.
Oy! What a health run-around you are going through. I am glad it's not your heart. I hope whatever it does turn out to be that it is simple, and easy to fix/control. Or maybe it's connected with the anemia? BTW, if you are anemic, should you be dieting? After all, you're not at all fat, no matter what you say.
Your playroom looks like Simone's bedroom. It got so impassable that she has been sleeping in Josh's room. I'm trying to prevent her from messing that up too. My plan is to eventually have her switch rooms permanently. But that involves turning her room into the guest room and that means a LOT of cleaning. And then furniture removal for painting and then furniture switching. Too big of a project until it's much much cooler outside.
a big e-hug to you....
Oh, I know all about moving rooms around...there are a couple of those that need to happen here too...major cleaning, major pain in the butt...and baby steps. I need to really figure out what the best use of space is and then configure accordingly. My mom's health and attitude throw a monkey wrench into the whole process. Right now she is what used to be Matt's room down in the walk out finished basement. She likes it because it has its own bathroom, but it is getting more difficult for her to go up and down the stairs. So sometimes she actually walks around the outside. Oy Vey. Well, that's fine until it snows. Plus it takes forever for her to circumvent the house...then she creates all these extra trips up and down the stairs because she keeps a lot of her food down in the bathroom closet. Heaven help us if someone ate something that was hers...well, I have my "office" on the main level that at one point was a spare room; a really lovely one and it could be redone again and I could move my "office" up to the fourth bedroom upstairs which needs a major face lift. Tianna's old BR furniture, a nice set, is in there along with Howie's computer and everything else that doesn't quite have a home. Junk room? The last remaining really out of control area of the house after the plastic palace and utility room. Of course, by the time I get all the yard sale stuff in my garage, that will be a disaster again...but just temporarily.
I should find out about the job by the end of next week. I think I would really enjoy it, and the hours are make my own flexible as long as I get the work done.
Hey Katy, don't let Simone trash her brother's room!
Peace!
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