sLeEP dEPriVAtiOn; wHat i'D ReALLy lIKe tO do tO yOUr faCe

I am doing many a night shift,

And all I hear is you shuffle and drift. 

You're making noise near my lair, 

I'd like you dead, to be fair. 

Keep going Mr talks out loud,

I assure, your body will never be found.

And lady with the hideous cackle,

For you I will acquaint with gag and shackle. 

Far from being reasonable without sleep;

You will not see or hear me creep,

Up behind you with such stealth,

And take away your living health.

-cHeRRy

 

 

wOke uP iN a HoSpiTaL

It's true. I woke up this morning in a hospital bed. Of course it was just because it was so quiet on the Maternity ward that it was expected that staff would naturally spend the time asleep. I love this job.
It's just as well I did get some sleep too; Justin has phoned in his shopping list late last night and it's two pages long. So after I finish work at 7am I am heading dutifully to 'New World' the local shopping centre (which oddly looks and feels exactly like 'Woolworths' from Australia, just a whole lot smaller).
And then...need I say it...I then have to make the 1hr pilgrimage home, while trying to remain on the gravel roads.
Changing the topic...I bought my Wedding Dress yesterday - exact same one I was going to buy in Aussie - right style, colour, size and 20% off! Very happy. I have had it out of the dress bag twice overnight, hung up over the privacy curtain rod in a vacant ward room; fellow staff cooing over it and the distant wedding date plans. All very exciting.
Justin is yet again a broken man. Guys just don't get the dress thing. You are the focal point all day for a whole day! I get it now. Who wants to look and feel second rate, when instead you can actually achieve royal status for just a few extra hundred (or several hundred) dollars. Hope Justin can forgive me one day when our Grandchildren want to sit on our knees and paw through the old wedding album.
The main thing is...I'm happy! Everything else can get in line.

SuRpRiSe! NiGhT sHiFt

It's 10 past four in the morning and my eyes feel a little bug eyed. Not feeling too bad considering the day I had yesterday madly entertaining and having my ears talked completely off. The worrisome thing will be the hour long drive home at 7am while I have the radio blasting and the frosty air streaming through an open window to wake myself up.
I must also remember to get petrol before I head back out to wherever the hell it is I live. I still haven't exactly decided on the title of the area in which we live - it's kind of between many places. Perhaps it might be best if I pick up a 'V' at the servo while I'm fueling up.
The shift has been pleasant enough with mild interruptions to the chit chat natter I have been sharing with a fellow RN. No sleep was achieved this shift, and with the buzzers going off every hour or so I'd say I wouldn't have gotten any anyway. Them's the breaks.
A baby is stirring now and my ears are super tuned in to whether it is a hungry cry, a dirty/wet nappy cry or just a pick me up cry...And now it's all quiet on the home front again...for now.
Well I must away and do some more notes and make another espresso coffee deluxe with a sledgehammer twist. I won't have any trouble falling asleep when I get home that's for sure. I have been awake for just over 22hrs and I still have another 4 and a half to go. I know I can make it. Yes I can! Yes I can! ZZZZzzzzzz