Life as a Cheese Bagger

Today I went to the Deseret Dairy at Welfare Square and helped package cheese. It was a service assignment that our ward does quite often and since my schedule got messed up (I was supposed to work today, not Tuesday, but oh well.), I decided that I should go help my fellow man and participate. I came to some realizations while there.

1) I am so glad that that I went to college and got a degree. I really don't think I could handle doing the same thing over and over again. Three hours once in a blue moon is pretty close to my max. Although I did get pretty good at putting five pound blocks of cheese in bags by the time we finished.

2) Long hair and hair nets are not compatible. Yet another reason to cut my hair.

3) If you lactose intolerant, don't eat the cheese and chocolate milk without taking Lactaid. Even if it is free and really, really tastes good. Your tummy will dislike you strongly afterwards.

4) The milk and cheese that they sell at the BYU Creamery doesn't come from a Creamery owned by BYU, it comes from the DeseretDairy. I feel like I was lied to all those years that I thought that my milk and cheese came from BYU cows. But the ice cream is made by the Creamery. Random fact that I thought you would like to know.

5) I wish my mom would have done my cleaning checks when I lived in Provo. One of the ladies I worked with actually drove down to Provo and did her daughters cleaning and laundry. My mom did do my laundry, but only if I was in Kamas. She didn't even clean for me then. But oh well, I guess I learned responsibility. :)

Adventures of a Postpartum Nurse

Today was kind of a crazy day at work. For some reason, the night shift charge nurse decided I would make a good charge nurse for the day shift. So in addition to my own patients, I had to make the schedule for night shift, coordinate with Labor and Delivery, and other such tasks. It was a busy day, but despite all of this craziness I did have some goodness. All of my patients were very awesome. They were all fun and easy to talk to (even my mostly Spanish patient who mysteriously become more fluent in English when her husband wasn't present). The highlight of my day came when I went to say goodbye to one of my patients. I had been her nurse yesterday, but I was not her nurse today until one of the other nurses left. Anyways, as I was saying goodbye, she thanked me, and told me that I had been her favorite nurse throughout her hospital stay. It definitely gave me warm fuzzy feelings and helped me remember the real reason I become a nurse. I swear I have the best job!!!!

Catching Up

So once again, life has been crazy, so I haven't posted anything for awhile, but I have a bit right now so I will try to play catchup.

Work

Last week I made the switch from night shift to day shift. The first couple of days were super rough, but I survived them (only because I had a week off). I had worked Thursday night, and then I had to be there Sunday morning. Saturday night I really don't think I slept at all, so I was tired, but it was even worse Monday. I was a walking zombie. Also, I discovered that when I am that utterly sleep deprived, I have ADD. I really could not focus on anything. I felt so bad for my patients. I don't think I had really charted anything until four. Totally not cool.

However, I worked yesterday, and things went significantly smoother. I even got up at 9:05 this morning. I think that may be the earliest I have gotten up in months. I think this whole getting up before noon might actually be a good thing after all. :)

Art Exhibit

There was a traveling art exhibit at the art museum at the U entitled "From Monet to Picasso." I thought it sounded like fun, so my best friend Karen and I went to see it last week. While there were no "waterlily" paintings or "Starry Night," it was still enjoyable.

Attending art exhibits was one of my requirements for graduating with honors from BYU, and I have gained a great appreciation for great art. Some day I want to go to Europe and see all of the amazing art that is over there, but until then, I will make an effort to visit the many museums that are around me. Utah really does have quite a bit of culture for being out in the middle of nowhere, so you should take advantage of it.

Labor Day

I made my annual pilgrimage to Francis Frontier Days this weekend. It was quite enjoyable, and I was able to see my friend Laura at Church. The only downfall is that my dad was the Rodeo Chairman once again (I think he has been the chairman almost every year for the last fourteen years or so) and my mother is the Town Clerk, so I was assigned various tasks from program folding to ticket taking. The ticket taking was actually kind of fun because I say quite a few people I haven't seen in awhile, but I did miss a bit of the horse pulls and the bull wars, which kind of stunk. Plus there was a monsoon Monday, so I looked horrible, but it's all good. I will try to post pictures from the Ring of Fear, but I have to wait until my mom emails them to me.

That's all for now. I will try to post more often, although I think that Shannon is the only one who reads this, and she is back in school, so.... yeah, I don't know if anyone will actually look at this.