RHS - Class of 98 - Reunion

This weekend was my 10 year high school reunion - Riverdale High School, Murfreesboro, TN. Wow, 10 years, right? There were a few people I've kept in contact with. Mainly those that I went to nursing school with, which happened to be the people I work with in the Children's Hospital.

I guess MySpace and Facebook serve a purpose. Have reconnected with alot of people from my class. However, our 'student body officers' did a wonderful making arrangements for us to get together on Friday and Saturday night.

Julie Goodwin & I. We made arrangements to meet before - and hang out together during the event. Friday evening, we met at the school cafeteria, had BBQ, & talked.

Afterwards, we went to the football game. It was Homecoming night. The announcer recognized us - welcoming us - and how we're celebrating "28." (I know not all of us are 28). Just a strange comment to make! Lots of us were sitting there trying to remember the cheers we use to say in school. And most of us remembered our alma mater!! We were winning 42-7 at halftime. Many of us left after the Homecoming Court presentation.

Saturday night - we met at the Double Tree & had a party. I wasn't too sure how it was going to turn out. Because the night before - it was just like high school - everyone was with their clique(cheerleaders, band, etc). Everyone mingled together last night - which made it much more fun. I was quite surprised at how many people have moved back to Murfreesboro/Middle Tennessee area - after college.

It was great to see everyone - especially those that you've known the longest. Above, Mary and I - we've known each other since kindergarten!

One of the last pictures of the evening, Amy, Julie & me.

I've posted the rest of the pics on Facebook & MySpace.

What the heck is wrong with people?

There are days, nights where I don't quite understand the thought processes of people. I mean, you bring your child to the Emergency Department to be taken care of, but you think we as health care providers(and I'm speaking for nurses here) are simply there to torture your child. I know I say that that is what I do for a living, but honestly, I think it takes special individuals to take care of screaming, crying, kicking children.

Last night, we were attempting to place an IV for antibiotic therapy. The parents were already telling us that they wanted someone good to start their child's IV. There were three of us nurses in the room. All of which totalled to about 30 years of experience (& they both work with Peds IV therapy). I attempted, I got a blood return, and when I went to flush the IV, the vein blew. At that point, the parents were telling us that they wanted someone who could get it on the first try. Well, I must say, when you're trying to hit a moving target, it's a little hard. So, one of the others tried, and the exact same thing happened, which isn't uncommon in children. Well, that was it, we were verbally abused by the parents, and the three of us walked out of the room. We let the charge nurse handle the situation, and none of us walked back into that room again. We notified VUPD, and they spoke with the father. Of course, he denied everything.

Regardless of the matter, there are just times where you can't make people happy, and tonight was one of them.