Tag: David

  • Love Story

    Once upon a time there was a girl who wanted to be a nurse. In order to achieve this goal she quit her full-time job, enrolled in school, and began working a few hours a week at an office that offered her flexible hours. She happened to be dating a boy, long-distance, who she was no longer in love with and, in fact, she wasn’t sure she ever really was to begin with. The problem was that this boy was decidedly in love with her, and was making plans to move to her city. When she began her new part-time job she was slowly coming to the realization that she didn’t need to stay in this relationship for loyalty’s sake.

    In the office where this girl now worked, there was a man. The two of them were casually acquainted with each other because his younger brother happened to be one of the girl’s best friends in high school. They immediately struck up an easy friendship. Unbeknownst to the girl, this man was pursuing her as more than just a friend. And unbeknownst to him, the girl wasn’t “single” as she appeared, since she had never mentioned anything otherwise.

    Until one day, she did. Before the Thanksgiving holidays, she mentioned that her boyfriend was coming into town. He was fascinated. They had a long conversation about her relationship with this boy, and the man left feeling, ironically, closer to the girl than ever before.

    When she returned to work the week after the holidays, she shared with the man that she had broken up with her boyfriend, a horrendous ordeal that she was overjoyed to have behind her. Two days later, she was in the file room when he approached her and asked her out. In his mind she had only been dating someone for a week, when in reality it had been over a year. She was caught off guard. On one hand, she was drained from the relationship that had just ended, but on the other hand she thought that she might have fun getting to know this man. She asked him if she could think about it. He took that as a negative.

    Instead, they continued to become better friends. She began spending entire days with him and his family on the weekends. Although she still had some concerns about getting into a relationship, she finally let him take her out. Things progressed slowly for a short while, and then she let her nerves get the best of her. On a Friday night she told him that she could only be friends for now. She wasn’t ready.

    The following week was difficult, as they had to work together. But the man proved his worth by still being just as good a friend as ever to her. During the next month the two of them continued to talk, and her interest in him continued to grow. She had long conversations with her two best friends, both of who encouraged her to give him a chance. One weekend she went to his house with a group of people for a game night. They sat next to each other, and she let his leg touch hers. Her stomach did a flip, which both surprised and excited her.

    A few days later he invited her over to watch a movie. As they watched, his dog sat in between them and they both petted her. Their fingers touched. He asked her if he could hold her hand. She hesitated. He told her it wouldn’t mean anything except that he was holding her hand. She smiled and said yes. She didn’t know it at the time, but her heart had been won.

  • The Best Advice He’s Ever Heard

    David: I heard something really good today. “If you live in the past, you get depressed. If you live in the future, you get anxious. You have to live in the present!” I’m going to start living in the present!

    Me: Yay! Where did you hear that?

    David: Playboy Radio.

    Me: …

    David: It’s not bad, I promise.

  • #46. walk the kemah boardwalk

    The weekend right before I went to camp David and I were adult sponsors and small group leaders for a Disciple Now event for the youth group in our church. One of the fun things we did with the kids on Saturday was go to Kemah. I was excited because it was one of the items listed on my 101 goals!

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    Really bad picture of the entrance

    The very first thing we did (before David lost his nerve ;)) was ride Bullet, the wooden roller coaster. And although it was jarring, it was a blast! If I was rich I would have bought the photo that they took of us while we were on the ride. It showed me smiling, and David with his eyes about to pop out of his head. I was more than likely smiling because I was watching his expression. :) He actually enjoyed it, though!

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    Then we spent a bunch of time just wandering around. We realized there wasn’t much to do without money; all it is is shops, rides, and restaurants. But we were with my friend Lauren and another friend from church, Steve, so it was a good time. We challenged Steve to take the test of strength. He was talking a big game and he almost hit the mark!

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    After awhile we met up with the rest of the adults from the church and had a yummy (free!) dinner at Landry’s. I made sure there was enough time to grab some ice cream. Then we went back to meet up with the crazy teenagers. It was definitely a fun day!

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    Me and Lauren at the end of the hot day.

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    One more item down!

  • When Even A Looming Vacation Is Stressful

    On Wednesday I finally gave my presentation at work entitled “Blood Products in Oncology Patients.” I have worked hard on it for months and it has been hanging over my head for even longer. It went well, so I would have been relieved except that only six people showed up to hear it. Thankfully two of those people were my director and my manager. It’s almost impossible to get all the nurses from the unit to be away from their patients for 30 minutes to hear an inservice. But since I am evaluating the effectiveness of my presentation via a pre- and post-quiz, I need more people to hear it than six. So I’ll probably have to give it again, and again, and again.

    On Thursday I was forced to go to a boring class for half of the day. Afterwards, my unit gave a surprise baby shower to one of our patients, a 23-year-old girl with a heart tumor who was pregnant when she was diagnosed and had a C-section when the baby was 26 weeks old. He will be coming home next week, and because she is from out of town and living in an apartment, she has nothing for the baby. The shower was great. She cried, her mom cried. I almost cried.

    But afterwards I was told that I would be taking over the patients of another nurse who had to go to a meeting. All five were new to me, and the nurse I took over from conveniently left some of the most difficult work for me to do. I left work an hour late, my nerves frazzled. This morning she asked me why I didn’t chart assessments on the patients (which must be done once a shift). I told her that it wasn’t my responsibility to do this when I was only with the patients for two hours. The assessments are supposed to be done first thing in the morning, anyway. Apparently she complained to my director, but my director agreed with me. Victory is mine.

    After work last night I had a nice, relaxing evening planned with two of my best friends and former roommates who now both live out of town. But the day before our pastor informed us that we need to host a group of five teenage boys at our home this weekend for an event going on at church. David and I are involved in the event and are going to be staying with our groups from 7 p.m. Friday to Sunday after church, but my house was not prepared for this. So as soon as we got home yesterday David and I went on a whirlwind cleaning spree. It’s still not extremely hospitable, but at least when the boys throw their sleeping bags on the ground they won’t suffocate in dog hair. I was still able to have a wonderful time with my friends, but I stayed up a little later than I’m used to.

    That brings me to today. The church event starts at 7, and before that I have got to pack not only for the event itself, but for camp next week. Yes, I said camp. Starting Sunday evening I will be the camp nurse for Camp Good News down near Galveston. I’m excited about this because I grew up going to camp and my good friend Emily and her husband Bobby are the directors. But I also hate being away from David, and I’m nervous about going from taking care of adult oncology patients in the hospital to taking care of kids at camp. It’s a little different.

    I won’t have internet while I’m gone, so I figured it’s a good time to knock out one of my 101 goals: spend a week without internet except email once a day. I’ll have my phone with me, so I should be able to do the email thing. I’ll have to resist the urge to Twitter. It’ll be tough.

    So that’s why I’ve been silent this week, and it’s why I’ll be silent next week. Miss you, and catch you on the flip side. :)

    XOXO,
    Kathleen

  • the end is near

    The end of what? Of this annoyingly long stretch of boring, picture-less posts that mostly have to do with my computer in one way or another. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel because yesterday I spent two hours at the Apple store, and in the end I emerged with a completely functional computer and a brand new iPhone, after I offhandedly asked a question about a small issue I had been having with it.

    You would think that my problems would be solved, but you would be wrong. First of all, when I brought my computer home and attempted to re-install some programs, I found out that my administrative password wasn’t being accepted. I am convinced that the Apple Genius put it in wrong, and now I have no way of finding out what it is. Supposedly I can reset it by using the operating system install disc, but in order to use that disc I need my password. Very frustrating. So I’m about to hit up my good friend Google to see what I can do about this.

    There is also the issue of our internet, which decided to quit working two days ago out of the blue. Thankfully, my aforementioned brother-in-law Scott is coming over tonight to fix it. I know he’s going to fix it because he’s awesome, and in return I will provide him with dinner. It’s not enough to pay him back for all the technology-related problems he’s solved for me, but it’s a start.

    If I can get these two things sorted out, which I’m confident I can, then I will just need to undergo the process of transferring all my recovered data from my external hard drive back onto my computer, organizing it, and renaming it. Easy, right?

    Well, there I’ve gone and written another yawn-inducing post about my computer, something I wanted to avoid. I’m too lazy to change it now. But in other news, I survived my David-less few days, and to my great happiness he is back at home again, enjoying the weekend off while I work.

    XOXO,
    Kathleen