Cheating… Again

I would like to announce that the very talented and opinionated Combat Babe has very ceremoniously nominated me for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award (very shows up a lot in that sentence…).  Before I cheap out, I will say that I am very grateful for this nomination and I feel honoured that she finds me to be an inspiring blogger.  That being said, I am going to take the cheater’s way out and point you over to this post, where I accepted this very same award (albeit in silver instead of gold) a few short weeks ago.

I know it’s not fair to cheat, but to be honest, I am really, really tired and I can’t seem to think of 7 interesting things about myself.  I am also eating guacamole that DH made for me (I don’t know what that has to do with anything, but I thought I’d share it anyway).  Today was gobsmackingly busy on the psychiatric unit and my team received 5 new patients… I was responsible for two of them.  I also had to assess someone else for competency to give consent for ECT treatment.  Maybe on Wednesday I get to give it to him myself… The ECT, not the consent… because I’m not allowed to do that yet (I know, strange… Here, induce a seizure by electrically shocking this person, but you aren’t allowed to gather his consent… for liability purposes…).

I also registered A. for preschool today.  Sob.  My baby is growing up way too fast.  Although, tonight all I wanted to do was leave him in the toy section of Walmart and run away screaming.  He was driving me that crazy.  Don’t worry, I didn’t.  I bought him a hot wheels car, we came home, played with said car and went to bed, where I read him “There was an old lady who swallowed a fly.”  He drives me crazy and he wears me out.  Regardless, I can’t believe my little baby boy is actually going to be going to preschool next year.  I also can’t believe that he tells his baby brother to leave the bathroom while he’s sitting on the potty because “A. needs privacy.”  Seriously funny stuff… I couldn’t make it up myself.

Before I call it a post, I should also point out that if I was writing a mental status exam on myself based on this post, I would have to say that my thought process is disorganized… not even tangential or circumstantial. Disorganized.  I would also probably qualify as having blunted affect; But that’s because I’m tired, not for any other reason.  It’s a good thing my thoughts were more organized earlier today, when I had to write all my mental statuses for my patients.  Those are permanent records, you know.

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