Today was not a happy time. I started my work shift running around like a crazy woman trying to control pain, silence IV pumps, call doctors, take patients to the bathroom, empty catheters, empty drains, get consents signed, hang blood, pass meds, perform all my assessments, and YADAYADAYADA!!! All this and then at about 9:00a.m. my darling husband calls with some thrilling news: my bike was stolen. My beautiful, light blue darling was stripped right from the patio, lock and all.
I realize a bicycle is just a bicycle, but this was my precious birthday present from Mom and Dad Oprie that I was only able to enjoy for a year! Gosh, guys. It was a beaut.