Vanilla Sky

The last few minutes in my life were spent capturing the creamy vanilla sky that placed itself outside of my bedroom window this morning. Vanilla skies are my absolute favorite, they seem to embody how I imagine hope would appear to me if it became something one could visualize. Of course my shooting skills leave something to be desired thus what my eyes beheld is not what got put on my memory card. Today would be a good day for a shooting adventure, unfortunately it is my only day off this week and I must shop to fill our barren fridge and wait around for the UPS delivery of Erik's new baby boy, (baby boy computer) still unnamed as of yet.

This week at work was rather hectic. I had 15 patients over the past two days, 6 deliveries, 4 recoveries, and 5 triages. Two of the deliveries were special cases, one being twins and the other I explain in the paragraph following. I was filled with rage in several situations. This week I allowed myself to be assertive. My actions were not a resolution to the entire problem but for now I'm satisfied with the results. My last day ended with security, HR and a huge fiasco about a witnessed theft event in the locker room. Ugh. I miss working with the male species. For some reason the penis seems to lower the drama potential in the work place especially in nursing.

I delivered my second trisomy 21 baby. That was a heart wrenching experience. You see a Trisomy 21 baby does not always obviously possess the features of downs syndrome. The parents, whom were informed prior to the second trimester that the baby was Trisomy 21 kept saying that they were so glad that the baby was normal and that the doctors were wrong. Unfortunately I recognized the facial features on the baby and I knew in fact that it was not "normal" in the sense that the parents had hoped. When I took the baby to the nursery and laid it naked in the warmer the baby turned its head to the side showing me that it did in fact possess a bit more extreme facial features than I had originally seen. I tried to remind the parents that once a diagnosis of Trisomy 21 is made in utero it will not change. I tried to explain that in genetics cannot "get better" or "go away." I think I failed at my explanation as there was a language barrier due to my limited ability to speak and understand the Vietnamese language.

All in all, the stress and heartache of the past few days was replaced with warmth when I laid my eyes upon my vanilla sky. I'm looking forward to the weekend.