Mr. Lincoln Is Here!

Well, this little man has been a surprise for us twice! First was his conception and second was the time he came into this world! He decided he wanted to come four weeks early. I’ll give you two options to read my birth story, the short version and the detailed version. Here’s the short version…

    7:10- water broke

                9:00- got to the hospital

                12:00- got to L&D room

                1:00- 3cm dilated

                2:15- called Joe to come to the hospital

                3:00- started the process to get the epidural

                3:30- got the epidural

                3:45- 9.5cm dilated

                5:00- started pushing

                5:10- doctor came into the room

                5:38- Lincoln was born!!

Here’s the detailed version…

                

 I had a doctor’s appointment on Wednesday, it all looked good. I got very lucky and my pregnancy was really easy. My weight gain was right on track, I was always measuring to date and really no problems. This appointment I was measuring a week ahead, which was fine. I saw the PA this time and she checked me (my appointment before that the doctor checked me as well) I was 1.5cm and that’s what I was at the last appointment. But I was more effaced.  After each time I spotted a little bit, again, which was normal. Well, I continued to be spotty for the rest of Wednesday and a lot of Thursday. I started getting a little worried. Friday morning, I woke up at like five. I went to the bathroom and I was still spotting. Then, I was really worried. So I googled it… Haha and then decided to call the doctor. I did feel bad because it was five in the morning but I didn't care, that’s why they get paid the big bucks! The on call doctor said I was fine and it was normal. So I started getting ready for work.

               

     The day before Joe’s truck decided to break down. The radiator blew. So, we were down to one car. Joe has to be at work at eight, I have to be to work at nine. So he was going to take me to my mom’s work so I could get her car. I was trying to decide if I just wanted to go into work early or if I wanted to get my mom’s car. First, I was going to get my mom’s car but then decided to have Joe take me. We were just about to leave, Joe was talking to me about a dream he had and then I felt this gush, and I ran to the bathroom. (That happened at 7:10) I didn’t know if I had peed myself or what. Joe decided that I should get the car just in case something else happens. So I called my mom and told her what happened and told her to watch for me and she said that my water broke. Well, I got off the phone and just started crying! I was so freaked out! The unknown is always scary!

                

     I got to my mom’s work and she was all sorts of excited. I continued to cry. My doctor always said if I had a gush of fluid I needed to call. They opened at eight so I was waiting to call the office. I didn’t want to call the on call doctor again. Seriously, that was the longest twenty minutes ever! I called told the receptionist that I think my water broke, she got a nurse on the phone, I answered a few questions and she told me to go to the hospital. My mom got even more excited and I had stopped crying, still however freaking out. We got to the hospital around 9:15. They took me back and I got to change into my beautiful gown and sat on a chucks pad. I was continuing to leak and it was gross! They had to do a few tests to make sure that my water had actually broken, and it had. They hooked me up and I was having contractions about every six minutes. I couldn’t feel them though. Since my water had broken first I was at a higher risk to get an infection, so they started me on Pitocin to get things rolling. Only took two sticks to get my IV in. (I have horrible veins) Then I walked over to L&D. This was around 12:00.

                

     Apparently it’s a slow baby season, funny since everyone I know is pregnant! There was only one other person there. So I got to pick my L&D room. I was in room 2405. It had a really good view and lots of light. It was freezing that day but the sun was out. The sunlight was really nice. At 1:15 they checked me and I was at 3cm. I still wasn’t feeling contractions so my mom and I decided to start walking. I was starving. I thought that since I was in labor I couldn’t eat anything. Well, I was wrong! I could eat! I was sooo excited! I ordered lunch and we walked some more until it go there. When I was done, we walked a little bit more but this time I could start feeling the contractions. We only did one lap and then went back to the room. They started getting more and more intense. I text Joe at 2:15 and told him he needed to come. I figured I would wait until I was in pain. He could share in the pain with me. He got there just before 3:00. Right after he got there the nurse came in and was talking to me about my pain options. At this point I couldn’t talk through my contractions. She asked me if I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do the epidural. I told her no, I knew I wanted one. She told me that there was no need to wait so I could get one now. So I did! The anesthesiologist got there at 3:30. I was kinda scared that it was going to hurt but I didn’t at all. I knew the processes of getting an epidural and I knew what he was actually doing. So it freaked me out a little. I had never sat so still in my life! It pretty much kicked in right away. It was so weird not to be able to feel my feet. But I could still kinda feel them. It was just the weirdest feeling ever! Shortly after I got it, I threw up my lunch. The drugs will do that to you! It didn’t take as much to my left side so I could still feel my contractions on that side but they aren’t as bad or intense. But I still had to breathe through some of them. They decided to check me shortly after I got it and I was at 9.5cm!! That was at 3:45.

                

     They had me lay on my side to let the epidural take its full effect. It was nice to just lay there and hold Joe’s hand. We talked and joked around. It was just really nice. So the nurse came in and told me it was time to start pushing. This was around five. So I pushed.            

               

     Our beautiful baby boy, Lincoln Tiberius White, was born on January 4, 2013 at 5:38pm. He was 7lbs 2oz and 20.5 inches long.

               

     They had warned me that since he was still a little early his lungs might not be developed all the way. So the nurse wanted to do skin to skin right away because it can stimulate them and help them cry. Once he was out, Joe cut the cord (he had said he didn’t want to cut it so I was really surprised that he did) and they laid him on my chest. He wasn’t crying, he was grunting. So she took him to try to get him to cry but he just wouldn’t. They called in the NICU nurses and they decided he needed to go down to get some oxygen. One of the nurses swaddled him up. I got to hold him for like a minute and they took him away. L I’ll get into his NICU stay in another post.

                

     This was not anything like how I excepted birth to be. I thought I would wake up in the middle of the night in horrible pain. We would rush down to the hospital and there would be screaming and cursing. I had none of that. Even Joe thought there would be screaming. But at one point I was laughing while pushing. I guess I have watched too many movies. I’m glad this wasn’t a traumatizing experience. I may just do it again! Well, let me back up, the birth part wasn’t traumatizing but the part after I never want to do again!!

                

     I could really just look at his sweet little face all day. Sometimes it still hasn’t hit me that he is mine. I have a baby. I’m a mother! It’s just so crazy. He may have been a surprise but most diffidently the best surprise ever. I love you Mr. Lincoln. My little dude J

    

It's a...

BOY!!!!!!!! It’s a Boy!!!!! WooHoo!!! I am very excited to be having a little boy! Joe knew from the very beginning that we where going to have a boy. Lots of people where telling him other wise! He told me once that if someone said it was a girl just to slap them. Haha He said after the fact that he just had a feeling, well he was right. About two weeks before we found out I was pregnant; Joe had a dream that we had a baby boy. That dream was right on! So technically, I was pregnant when he had that dream, we just didn’t know it yet!

My sister on the other had refused to believe it was a boy! She thought from day one it was a girl. She had a name picked out for her and everything. In stead of calling him it, I would call him baby or my child. She would get “mad” and say SHE has a name you know! Natalie almost convinced me it was a girl! But I really had no feelings one way or another! No “mother’s intuition” or anything. So I was very relieved to have found out!

I’m also very glad that he decided that he didn’t need to be modest. There was no doubt he’s a boy! It looks like he was sitting on a copier!

One thing now that can stop is people saying “you’re going to love whatever you have”. Well duh! For some reason that just bugged me. I know I would have loved a boy or a girl. I did want a boy more but I would have been just as happy to be having a girl.

Everything is still going very well. He is moving like crazy. I can tell he has grown a lot in just the last few weeks. You can see my stomach move when he moves. Sometimes I can feel him poking me with is head or something and I can poke him back and feel his head. It actually really creeps me out! I can’t stop and think about it for too long. I have sometime living inside of me!! Its awesome, don’t get me wrong. But it’s creepy too. I get worried too when I haven’t felt him move for a while, so I shake my stomach a little. It usually gets him to move a little. So then I feel better and will leave him alone. I also have a home Doppler, so I can hear his heart beat at anytime. That thing is AMAZING. I love it.

Look at that sweet little profile!! He has Joe's head and nose. And I have a slight feeling he is going to have red hair. If not red, bleach blond. Just like his daddy when he was little!!

I love you already Lincoln!!!

It's Alive!!!

It’s alive!! Yes I have started to feel the baby move!! Its so crazy! I started feeling him about a few weeks ago. At first I really wasn’t sure if it was the baby or if I was just digesting. Then I went to work on Tuesday, the doctor that works there asked me if I have felt her yet. I said “I don’t think so, but maybe”…haha. He asked me a few more questions then said, “Well I’m sure you’ll feel it before you know it.” The first patient we went in to see, I was sitting there and felt like a popcorn popping feeling slightly to the left of my belly button! It didn’t feel like flutters. It felt like popcorn. And I just knew it was the baby! From there on I have felt her move everyday! Still feeling like popcorn is popping in my stomach!

Last night was the most I have ever felt him move. He was just going to town. It kinda left like he was doing laps. Which is fine, its fun to feel her moving around. So Joe got home from school/rugby practice so I had him see if he could feel it moving around. We have tired before to see if he could feel but it was so random that I would feel her for a few minutes then he would put his hand on my stomach and she would stop. So he put his hand on my stomach waiting for just a minute then pulled his hand off and went “Ah”!! His face was pretty hilarious! He said “that’s so weird!!! Its like in those possession movies! You have something alive and moving inside of you!” I think he kinda finds the whole process weird. He thought the first ultrasound was weird. I’m sure he is going to fin the one on Monday weirder! It’s actually going to look like a baby! But he does get a big smile on his face when we hear the heartbeat. Its cute.

We haven’t bought much for this little one yet. We have gotten a lot of stuff from people, which is amazing. Joe’s mom has given us lots of clothes. We have a boy tote, a girl tote and a neutral tote. My brother brought us a TON of stuff too. A pack and play, swing, clothes, bassinette, bedding, etc. Granted we may not use it all but we have it incase we want it! The one thing we have gotten is our CRIB! Also, a changing table. Woo! We got it from Karen Montague aka Karen Renburg. It’s a cherry wood and in amazing condition. So we are pretty excited about that. This picture is of it up with all of her bedding. We don’t have it up yet and I’m waiting to see if it’s a boy or a girl to buy my bedding. Which I already have on my baby registry! (Amazon.com) But I wanted to show you what it looks like.

So Monday is the day! Boy or Girl! Pink or Blue!! Hopefully this little one decides it wants to be good and cooperate!!

(Sorry, I switched off between him/her. Since I don't know I don't want to call the child "it" everytime)

Whelp! I'm Pregnant!!

It’s true. I’m pregnant. This was a pretty big shock for me. I was in denial for the few weeks. Even after I went to the doctor for the first time I was in denial. I kinda felt bad because I really didn’t want to be pregnant. I felt like a horrible person. I felt like Joe was really excited but didn’t want to show it because I was not. This was just not in our plans at all! Not for a few more years! But once I saw that little alien I was in love. Every time I look at my ultrasound I just smile. So needless to say, I’m excited now!! We are both excited now.

I had this small feeling that I could be pregnant. My boobs starting hurting, not bad but I could notice it. So I took out my handy period app, since sometimes a day or two before I start my period my boobs will hurt. It said I still had 5 days until I was supposed to start. That was a little weird for me. It didn’t help that my co-worker kept teasing me saying I was pregnant and she was excited so we could be pregnant together! Well, I waited a few days. Then that’s all I could think about. I was telling myself that I wasn’t! So, to take my mind off of it and to give me peace of mind (so I thought) I took a test. I’m glad they come in packs of three. We already had one since around Christmas time last year I kept getting sick after I ate anything. So we got some just to see. It was negative (obviously) but it left me with two more. So I took it and sat there as two little pink lines showed up. Very bright pink lines might I add. None of this, well I think there’s a line there. It was bright pink. My heart starting pounding and I started shaking. So after a few minutes I went into the living room. Joe was sleeping out the couch. He woke up to me standing there with my mouth wide open. He looked at me and said “are you going to sneeze?” I said “NO!”, showed him the test, then ran into the bed room crying. I could hear him look at the instructions in the box and told me that I was going to take the last time. But I told him I would just take it in the morning. And same thing, two bright pink lines!

So far my pregnancy has gone pretty smooth. Not much morning sickness at all. I’ve gotten sick a few times, by gotten sick I mean lost my lunch. Even then I wasn’t nauseas at all. The only food that made me sick was sushi. Funny thing, I don’t eat sushi. But my pregnant co-worker was in her sushi kick. And watching her eat it, made me want to barf. Other than that, I can eat anything. Up until about 11 weeks all I wanted to do was eat. And in the first few weeks, if I started not to feel good I would eat and then I was fine. Then all of a sudden I wasn’t hungry at all!! Now at 18 weeks, all I want to do is eat, again!!!

 

Three of us at work are pregnant. I feel like everyone is pregnant! At first it made my pregnancy not feel as special since everyone else is too. But it still is. And its kinda fun to be pregnant with everyone else! We can call complaint to each other!

Oh, also I got another job! I still work as an FOC at Physical Therapy of Idaho. But they therapists works 4 tens. So Tuesday is their day off. I was working on Tuesdays to man the phones and the walk ins but I was getting so bored I wanted to stab myself in the eye. And it was really making me not like my job. And I LOVE my job. So I started looking for a Tuesday job. Or like a Tuesday/Thursday job. Well, my sister had sent me an e-mail with an MA position for only Tuesday s!! I e-mailed them my resume a few days later I had an interview and about two weeks after that, they offered me the job!! So now I get to do my MA thing on Tuesdays. I really missed drawing blood. And I still got it!! Lots of people keep telling me that it was the best blood draw they have had in a long time. Couldn’t even feel me poke them  I never get tired of hearing how awesome I am!! Haha

Also, being 25 isn’t so bad...I guess…haha

 

Quarter Life Crisis

In just a few short months I'm going to be...25. Yes, admitting it is the first step. I'm having a really hard time with this. For some reason typing this makes me want to cry. Anyway, I have found that I'm at a point in my life where I have no idea what I want to do with the rest of it. I know I don't want to be a receptionist for the rest of it. Even though I really like my job, that's the problem, its a job not a career. I have been looking at going back to school but for what? Nurse? Well, I'm a certified medical assistant and that has gotten me no where. I know nursing I could get a job easier. Pharmacist? I would love it, but the more I look at the classes the more I think I'm not smart enough to be one. But then I think about going back to school and I start doing the math. I would take me what 4-8 years to finish...I would be in the 30's by then...that's old! Even though its not. I have to step back and think if I didn't get done until I'm 30, I would still have 30+ years of working ahead of me! That's a long time to be working. So I better be doing something I want to be doing! And making good money. I'm really tired of being broke. I want to go shopping!! I'm tired of the same old clothes and shoes. I need new pants really bad! Sorry, that's a completely different matter. I feel like I'm wondering down a road that's leading me no where. I know things will get better but when? I'm really tired of waiting. The problem with a quarter life crisis apposed to a mid life crisis is, at least during my mid life crisis I would have money to go crazy and buy a sports car or something! But quarter life, I have no money to go buy a sports car, let alone anything for that matter!! This leads me to something else that has been bothering me...

Everyone is having babies.


I know that this stage in life, people reproduce. Either they meant to or not! I go through phases where I want babies right now, I want them in a few years and I never want them. It changes weekly. I'm super happy for everyone who is expecting but its just weird for me. Its weirder when people younger than me are having babies. Even more weird people younger than me having their Second baby. Or people that have been married for like two seconds. I know surprises happen but I also know you can plan things too. I dunno. I really haven't been able to put into words how I actually feel about it cuz I'm not jealous, I'm happy for them. UGH I DON'T KNOW, its just WEIRD. I have never been good putting thoughts into words on paper and sometimes its every frustrating.

Ok, I guess that's it for now. I'm sorry. I know posts without pictures are boring but I only have pictures of my kitties. Or myself. When I get bored at work I take pictures of myself with my phone. Here, I'll leave you this pictures of Remy. She is our most mischievous kitty. Sometimes its annoying (mostly when we are trying to sleep) but other times she cant make us bust up laughing. We have decided that her thoughts sound like the squirrel from Over the Hedge. Talking really fast then "hey, whats that over there!?"

Another New Job!

Yes, that's correct. Since "no one" is hiring, I have found another job. And each one of my jobs keeps getting better and better! But it has also seemed that with my jobs, they all start great at first and then turn to crap. Lets review. In the past two years I have had four new jobs.

Directv, blah. No need to get into detail there. Training was fun, and then it went to crap fast.

From Directv I got hired on at Craft Warehouse. I was so happy to have that job so I could run as fast as I could away from Directv. Even though it meant a three dollar and seventy-five cent an hour pay cut :/ I didn't care! It was fine for the first couple of months. Then people started showing their true colors. And yes, there is drama at any place you work (trust me I know. Have five hours and I can tell you about Men's Wearhouse. Men are worse than women, not kidding) but its different when people just tell blatant lies about you. I'm sorry I'm 30 years younger than you. Take that one up with God. But I do my job. Anyway! The last three months of working there where just awful. I loved some people I worked with, but others I couldn't stand to be around anymore.

So finally, my big break!! Or so I thought. I got a job at St. Lukes! Yes! A hospital job! This is going to be amazing! Its so hard to get into a hospital and once your in your golden! Yea right! I was hired as a flex employee in Central Processing. They do a lot for the OR. Pick case carts for surgeries, put instrumentation kits together, auto-clave (aka sterilizing) instruments, and clean dirty instruments from surgeries. It was discussing. But I didn't care because I thought it was going to be super easy to get an MA job since now I was in the system. The good: I got out of Craft Warehouse, it paid two dollars and seventy-five cents more and hour. And even though I was flex my training would take about a month, a little more and I would be working full time on the day shift. 7-3:30. The bad: Well, from my very first day people where already complaining to me that they hate their job and that their boss sucks. Really people? Its my first day. Give me a little more positive feed back here! And on my first day I found out that I have to work for six months before I could transfer. Ok, that's not that big of a deal.
I got through my first week of training and a few days of my second week when the assistant told me that her and the boss wanted to talk to me. I thought great, I've been here a week. What did I do already?! They informed me that up stairs in the OR (ok so you walk into the hospital and your on the main floor, the basement is the OR and we where below the OR!! No windows, artificial light. We where the basements basement!) they have orderly's. They run around and help during surgeries. Getting equipment, taking specimens to the lab and etc. And that everyone that was working on the night shift had quit or transferred to another position. (that should have been my first clue) Jim, the director over the OR and in CS (central processing where I work, they called it CS) needed some help and wanted someone from CS to go help in the OR until they hired their new staff. I would be doing a huge favor to Jim and blah blah blah. So my supervisor made it sound like I could go help and if I liked it I could chose to stay up there or to come back down to CS. So I go help. I did because I knew it was another guarantee of 40 hours a week for at least another month. But it was the night shift 3-11 so that sucked but you got paid more. So that was awesome. I got to walk in on some pretty awesome surgeries. Some drama but again that was to be excepted. Mostly just some misunderstandings about what we where suppose to do. I got annoyed only because I was never trained. I was thrown up there and they just expected me to know what to do. An orderly from the day shift came and helped but she got annoyed too because day shift and night shift was really different and people just expected her to know what she was doing. She did, but during the day they do it different. Anyway that got resolved in a day or two. So I was up there for just over two months. The supervisor told me that if I wanted to stay they would give me and interview. So I applied, and I got my interview. I thought really it was just a technicality. At that point I was pretty much trained. So you would think that they wouldn't want to waste any money and just hire me since, again, I was already, for the most part, trained. Interview went really well. The next day he came up to me and said, and I quote "we are hesitant to hire you because you went to school to be an MA and we are afraid you are going to find a job in two weeks and leave us and we will be back to square one." Really? Freaking awesome. I was pissed. There was a lot of transion going on. It was a mess. To make a long story short, I didn't get the job. They hired two other people, and I HELPED TRAIN THEM. Does this make any since to anyone? Then one day they said, ok we don't need your help anymore. You can go back downstairs. One of the great things about an MA is we are trained in everything. Yes, you see them more in doctors offices but we got trained in, front office, back office, lab, pharmacy, etc.
So I went back downstairs. I got hired on full time down in CS but on the night shift. That it was fine, I got benefits. So I finished my training. Took about another month. Since I had to start all over. I was just so upset. I got to know everyone up stairs, then I got to know everyone on day shift down stairs just in time for me to be thrown into another shift with different people! I just wanted to stay in one area! I was tired of having to get to know new people all over again!! And oh my there was some interesting people that worked on the night shift. I was ready to go crazy. I hated it and I didn't care if people knew. I wasn't rude or anything but if they asked me if I was liking it I would say "no". Haha I think that threw people off a little bit. I'm not really known for speaking my mind, but working there kinda changed that a little bit. They last day I was working days, the supervisor (the one who no one liked) asked me if I was excited to go to nights. I said "no". She kinda looked at me funny and said "I thought you where excited to be working full time" I said "I am. But that doesn't mean I'm excited about working nights." She said "you where so excited when I offered you the full time position." I replied " again, I'm exctied to be working full time but not happy about the hours." She replied with " well, I like my employees to be happy." So I said "really, that's good. I'm not." Now that may not seem like much to you. But you have to know me. When it comes to supervisors I'm usually all, oh yes everything is great I'm so happy blah blah blah. As I walked away I was over come with holy crap! You just said that to a supervisor! I was very proud of myself, speaking my mind. I wasn't rude, per-say, I kinda had an attitude in my voice but my mom doesn't call me Catitude for no reason.
What really was the breaking point for me was when my grandma died. Now, if you know anything about my extended family you know there's some family drama. Again, there's drama in every family but I think my fathers side has more than most. The grandma that died was my dads mom. Now we haven't talk to her in like seven years I think. I haven't even ever ran into her. My dad has but the last time I saw her was our family trip to Arizona back in 2003 (i think) Now we found out on a Tuesday. I was working nights, so when I got off at 11:30 I had a text from my sister saying that she had passed. So, now what I'm going to tell you may sound awful and judge me if you wish but I was needing Friday off to go to a friends wedding and I was just going to call in. Well, her funeral was on Friday. But in California, so we weren't going to the funeral. (My dad didn't even go) So I was going to go in the next day tell me that she passed, which was true, and that her funeral was on Friday, again all true. I never said that I was going, I was only speaking facts. Anyway, both the supervisors where gone on Wednesday. So I thought well crap I want to give them at least a few days notice. But oh well, not my fault they where gone. Well Thursday came and the assistant was gone. So I saw the super in the locker room. I asked her if she was leaving. She said no that she was going to a meeting and asked me if I needed something. I said yes. And these where my exact words "my grandmother died. Her funeral is on Friday. So I'm not going to be in." She said, ok when I get back from my meeting we will talk and TAKE A LOOK AT THE SCHEDULE. What? Take a look at the schedule? No I'm sorry no nothing. It doesn't matter if we where close or not. You don't say that to someone who's relative just died. What if we where super close and she said that. That just pushed me over the edge. You have to have respect for your employees. And she did not. If it didn't effect her, she didn't care. Well, she got back from her meeting and just left. She didn't even talk to me. So I told a few people what happened and that I wasn't going to be in the next day. I tried to give them plenty of warning. Not my fault they weren't there. So on Monday the assistant came up to me and said so i see there was some confusion about you needing time off. What confusion? "Cindy said that you had talk to her about needing time off but that you never followed up with her and didn't know why you needed it off" I was so mad. I said "I told Cindy in the locker room that my grandmothers funeral was on Friday and I wasn't going to be in. She then told me we would talk after her meeting but she just left after it and ever followed up with me. How the that confusion? I found out on Tuesday you and her where both gone and Wednesday and you where gone on Thursday. I tried to tell someone. There was on confusion. I told her." That little statement could have gotten me fired. But I didn't care. At least if they fired me I could get unemployment until I found a job.
I was so tired of just settling for jobs because they where giving to me. I was tired of waking up in the morning dreading going to work. There's a difference between having one of those days where you just don't feel like working. Everyone has those days. And dreading you job. On my way home from the wedding I was talking to Joe about how I was feel about my job and such. So I looked on Craigslist on my phone. And I saw an add for a Front Office Coordinator for a Physical Therapist. As soon as we got home I applied. The next day, Saturday, I got a phone call and set up an interview for Monday. From the moment I set up the interview I felt like the job was mine. I did the interview and for once an interview felt like it went well. I can never really tell. A few days went by and early Friday morning I got a phone call offering me the job! I was so happy! I started that coming Tuesday. Monday was the fourth. So I didn't give two week. I didn't really care because if your employer has no respect for you, why should you give them respect. There was some more "confusion" about me working they fourth. She scheduled me to work day shift on the fourth. She didn't even ask me. She just did it. I said no, I work nights. Now if you want me to start working all days I will. But that's not the case for just because its convenient for you I'm not working on the fourth! She was actually mad when I said no. I told her I would work nights if they needed someone cuz that was the shift I worked.(again could have been fired for that statement) YOU DIDN'T ASK ME. It may have been different if you did. But you did. So sorry! I only worked there for four months anyway and I'm not going to use them for a reference! Plus they needed me to start right away and I couldn't pass it up. I called in on Friday so I could have a four day weekend. Went into work late Monday night, got my stuff and slipped a note under her door, thanking her and telling her sorry I couldn't give two weeks but that I QUIT. Amazing feeling.
So I have been working at Physical Therapy of Idaho for about a month now. I like it. I can get boring at times but usually I find something to do! I get paid more, they are flexible with time off. (That was another thing. I St. Lukes you had to have PTO to take time off. I think that's stupid. I know alot of companies do that. But don't you think they would be happy not to pay you? And I guess the supervisor was really bad about giving people time off even if they asked for it months and months in advance.) Now with my track record, I don't want this job to turn to crap :( I like working the front desk. I hope it doesn't! Its funny. The therapist that hired me resigned like two weeks after I started. So I have a new therapist already. Not too much drama.

Wow, this post was really long. Sorry! Well, I guess I could give you an update on everything else that's going on! Joe finished his summer semester and is starting fall semester here soon. He took Chinese this summer. Ne Hao. He would come home and talk about it and then we would start craving chinese food! haha. He is going to have a full work load this fall. Its the first time he isn't taking on line classes!! Three classes mwf and two classes t th!! Busy boy! Joe works in the morning pressure washing a few sonic parking lots. If you need anything pressure washed he'd be happy to do it! He's pretty much a pro! That's really it for now. Maybe if we where a little more interesting I would post more. Maybe one day we will be!

I PASSED!!!!!

So I took my Certification Exam on Friday to become a Certified Medical Assistant and well you guessed...I PASSED!!!!! I'm so fricken excited!! I set up my date and time back in January and my thought process was to set it out a few weeks so I could study. So I choose March 11th. But that plan proved to fail because I studied once when I signed up, a few times in between and the night before. Haha but in all fairness I do study better under pressure. But I wasn't too worried about it because everyone that had taken it said it was easy and to just take the study tests in the booklet (that the school gives you) because that's where they get the questions from so that's what I did. Well to everyone that told me that...LAIR!! I did not have one question and was in that study book!! But its ok because I PASSED.