I wish I could make this look all nice with pink and red tissue and a ribbon, but i resorted to the back on my car on a blanket. I wanted to blog about it before V-day. J's mom gave this to me when we had dinner Tuesday night. It was a nice surprise and they chocolates were really good! And just enough for me, I'm not a big chocolate person. Thank you D.
Yesterday, I had two interviews. I was running late (which seems to be how I am lately), I didn't like what i was wearing, my hair wasn't working right, I hadn't eaten, I slept from 7pm the previous night to 7am thursday morning. I had to be at the hospital at 8 15. Max was following back and forth from bedroom to bathroom. I got there at 0830 which is when my first interview was. I was taken to my first interview, the CVI (cardiovascular institute). Three people interviewed me for this area. I didn't have the right answers.... blah I left thinking "I so bombed that, darnit." I went back to the room, where we were to wait. I decided that I needed a different outfit, I needed to eat, and I needed my medication. (I didn't even wake up to take my BP meds that night.... not good, causes headaches and elevated BP and HR) I called my mom, over and over and over.. and over again until she answered. she was still asleep as i knew she would be. i explained what was going on and she knew exactly what to give me and pepped me up a bit. J was able to go to moms and get the pants, and bring them all the way uptown to the hospital. I met him outside and he gave me a pep talk, which I really needed. I don't know what i would do without him. My saving grace, and the man that makes me want to be a better person. And get this, he was on the way to the courthouse to pay my ticket that i had gotten for speeding on my way to work a month ago. like i said my saving grace.
I went inside and back to my home unit. I changed and asked some of my nurse friends how i looked what i should say and etc.. My last interview was with O.R. I was really looking forward to it.
The interview went so well! I had talked to one of the recovery room (from an operation) nurse's and she had taken her time to go and find Ed, the nurse manager for the OR, to tell him, "you need to get her, she's good!". That made me happy! and I do think that it helped! I talked to him for almost 45 minutes! and he offered to let me observe some surgeries! To get a feel for the unit, and get more comfortable. He did not offer me a job, but I don't believe anyone was offered a job today. I don't know. I can't wait to go observe! I would love to work there and I think that is my first choice! Pray for me!
Happy Valentines Day!
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