Do I have anything to say?: It's January

Sunday, January 3, 2010

It's January

It's after 2:00AM and I probably should go to sleep, but I'm thinking too much to sleep. I ended up having the day off which was nice. I didn't get up until after 10. I took my laptop in to be fixed (that seems to be something that has happened too often in it's less than four year life). I took a nap. I went out with my best high school friend, her husband, and another couple. We went to a bar and played darts. It was fun to get out...for a young, single person I don't get out much! I find ways to entertain myself close to home :o) It's snowing again, so I was really nervous driving home which is probably one of the reasons I am still awake an hour after I got home.

Today (the second) marked three years since the passing of this little boy. I sent a text message to his mom to let her know I remembered. That was also the day I bought my house, so I have been living here by myself in my own home for THREE years! Besides that "milestone", January 2007 was absolutely AWFUL at work. Two years ago this week, I was really sad about this little girl. January 2008 had it's ups and downs and as I glanced through those posts, it looks like a lot of healing and learning happened here on this blog. Looking at my posts from January 2009, I had my computer issues, and a couple other things, but maybe January isn't as terrible of a friend as I originally thought when I started writing this post. I thought I was going to have to have a little talk with January 2010 and tell it that we need to be friends because it is already bad enough that it is bitterly cold and snowing. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have a little chat while the month is still young ;o)

It's January. It's cold. It's snowing. It's also the beginning of a new year. I'm looking forward to seeing what blessings I will be able to write about when I sit down in January 2011 to reflect on 2010.

Well, now it is 3AM and I am sufficiently tired enough to sleep (I may need to find another blanket...I cannot figure out how come my bedroom is the COLDEST room in the house...I went to the basement today and it was almost hot down there...weird!)
Good night.

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Who's Who

Updated September 2013

I have one sister who is married and has two boys. "A" was born June 2009 and "I" was born March 2012. We are both really close to my parents and have lots of "family dinners".

I wrote a lot about my patients when I first started this blog. Some patients are still growing and thriving, and others have lost their battles.

My first foster placements lived with me from June 2010-September 2011. They were sisters who were 15 and almost 3 when they were placed with me and are now 18 and 5. I called M "the teen" and L "the little one". They live with their mom who still has many issues, but are doing well (ok) and I still have (not enough) contact with them.

My second foster placement came to me September 6, 2012. I call her Zoe and she turned 5 in April. She has cystic fibrosis and has been a patient on my floor at the hospital. The plan is still reunification.

Ivy is a 17-year-old whose mom died just before Thanksgiving. She has a Guardian, but is unable to live with him due to some family issues. She has no other family who is willing/able to take her. She moved in with me the beginning of February. She moved to a group home at the beginning of August as her needs were too great for me with my schedule and having another child with special needs.