Another Cindy Moment...or at least a stupid moment.

Okay...I'm not sure I should even post this. But for those of you who know me well, you will enjoy this hugely. So I don't want to deprive you of the laughter that is soon to follow. I also want to make sure that those who are nearest and dearest understand that picking out the nursing home may soon be a matter of concern. You may want to make sure that there is an Alzheimers unit....

Okay. So here's what happened. As a home health nurse, I visit many very rural areas. In all the little towns that I go through, I know where there is food, and I know where there is a bathroom(clean or not!) So one day last week, I was way out in no-man's land. I got myself this absolutely wonderful turkey and colby on white. Very yummy. I got it at a tiny grocery store, and they put on miracle whip, lettuce, mayo, etc. It was kind of messy, and there was no place to eat. So I looked for a place to pull my car over and eat. I finally found the deserted fish/game club, and pulled in there. Like I said, the sandwich was messy, so I was doing my best to hold it together, and WHAM! I bit my own finger. Yes, you read that correctly. And let me tell you, while it did not break the skin, it really smarted! I don't know when I have felt so dumb. I sat there and laughed for a while before I could even finish my sandwich. I was just so grateful that I didn't do that in a public place :)

So now you know. There will not be pictures of my sore finger to illustrate this little post with. I didn't think that was completely necessary.

Oh, and one other thing. I now have a patient that never brushes his teeth. He's middle aged, and doesn't ever remember brushing them, and he's not about to start now. I knelt on his floor to change a dressing on his foot, and came back up with black knees. I had to stop at yet another rural gas station, go into the bathroom, and clean up the best I could with soap and paper towels. Life is interesting, if nothing else :)

Okay...that's all for now. For those of you who may have the misfortune of being responsible for me when I can no longer think for myself, please help me to recognize when the day has come that I need to be placed. And if I don't recognize it, place me anyway, for the good of society. But please...do pick out a nice facility. I do ask that of you....

'Night :)