who runs the world...

As Beyoncé rants:
Girls, we run this mother,
Girls, we run this mother, yeah
Who run the world? Girls!
Who run the world? Girls!

Yes! Girls run the Avantusland--- any day of the week. From our FA down to our Techs and remember that closed door? There’s two giggly girls there! Oh and of course, we are no man-haters! We love them as there’s only three of them or four, or some who comes and go.

We’re not gender non-coforming nor we have gender dysphoria in fact we love gender outlaws! Despite the fact that many people identify along a clear male or female division, some people consider themselves neither men nor women. Others identify as both men and women.

We love all of them; we always strive to create a safe, nonjudgmental environment for all our patients. The whimsical unexpectedness??? We have most of them in TTS. The TTS world PCT are mostly guys but still run by girls!

Oh! and the most undefeated Queen???? Is Ayl! He is still there--- with his Sony headphones he gets up of his wheelchair without a struggle (now) and props himself in the scale. His story is sad. I might feature him one day.

But since I am out of the Avantusland this week, I will share to y’all how we run our world.

Girls, we run this mother, yeah!

Comments

I won't remember you....

I won’t remember you. I never remember anything that hurts me. Harsh huh! Acknowledging the pain and feeling it is one way but the easiest way there is when you have pain is to suck it up and forget about it. I did that. Done that. I learned to be cynical and stoical. I never remember anything that hurts me. When my father died, I only cried the day he was laid to rest. I cried hard in 2013 when I left my mother in a hospital bed without all her senses and memories…and the day she died. Crying helps. Instead of avoiding our feelings, we can simply feel them and forget about it. However, when events and circumstances overwhelm one to the point where they are an emotional wreck --- there’s always a medicine for it! So, Mrs. M got her dose. She passed away. It was sad. She was a happy soul. Someone just hurt me. I won’t remember you. I never remember anything that hurts me . G.

nothing is more...

Nothing is more.... needless to say, it is. There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you. I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. So try to be a rainbow in someone's cloud. Maya Angelou G

Dialysis: damned if you do. dead if you don't!!!

Pat is screaming “cramps! cramps! cramps!” Then the machine just went ballistic and gaga with all its might --- beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep… it didn’t stop until I got my butt off my freakin’ throne in the station. I tried to troubleshoot the machine at the same time alleviating pat’s pain. Muscle cramps are a common complication of hemodialysis treatments. Patients may have it in their hands, calf, legs, toes but the worst is in the stomach. It’s hard to help patient when they have stomach cramps as you cannot relieved it by shaking or massaging their tummies, funny. The machine didn’t stop beeping and the patient continued complaining. The machine is complaining now--- its chambers are clotting! Arghhhhh. When Pat moved her arm moved and so the fistula rolled. Restarted her treatment with new lines and stuck her again with new needles. I know that’s double jeopardy huh but we have to do what we needed to survive. Cr

and so it goes...

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