I remember when I was a kid that I liked my ice cream very frozen, chiseled away from the half-gallon block. I would pry off a bite from my precious chunk, and CHEWit. Melty ice-cream just wasn’t as good.
Now, the ice cream has to sit out on the counter for at least 10 minutes before I attempt to eat it, and I will even mix the deliciousness around in the bowl to make it all evenly soft.
I used to favor the fruity ice creams. Now, it’s all about chocolate and caramel!
Why did my preferences change? I have no fantastic explanations (PMS doesn’t count), so I’ve concluded that’s just how life goes.
When I was a new nurse, I loved trauma, blood, gore, IVs, and yanking patients back from the brink of death. I was scared, but exhilarated! I cared nothing for who a patient was inside her head…I only wanted to place the IV, draw the labs, slap a perfectly executed 12-lead in front of the doc, and solve all the outward problems by pumping stomachs out and pumping meds in. [Read more...]
Yet another celebrity has lost her life too soon. Whitney Houston was found dead yesterday at the age of 48. We won’t know the true cause of her death for quite some time, but I’d venture to guess that many people – myself included – are left to wonder if her past (or perhaps present) drug use contributed to her early demise. Whitney undoubtedly influenced many young women during the course of her career; one can only hope that people can learn from the tragedy and not duplicate her past errors in judgment.



