Day 1: Your current relationship

This one I am suppose to discuss my current relationship or since I am single discuss being single. I am currently single but am looking for my frog prince. There are advantages to being single. For one I am currently trying to finish my schooling at the end of which I have to do an internship which I may have to go out of state for. I do wish I was in a current relationship but I know I will find the right person when the time is right. I do feel a little lonely sometimes when I see my friends and family with their spouses and family they are building but I am happy for them for finding that special person to spend their life with. I know the person who is right for me is out there somewhere and we will find each other when the time is right but until then I am happy being me and doing what I am to better myself and hopefully in the end have the career I am dreaming of. I am happy where I am right now in life. I love life and love the people that are in my life.

30 day blog challenge

I have been challenged by my sister to do a 30 day blog challenge. So starting tomorrow I will blog for 30 days about different subjects. I borrowed this from my sisters blog challenge. So this is what I will be blogging about.

So starting tomorrow I will blog about this list of things. Wish me luck!!!

The single girl in the room

I am the single girl in the room. Everyone around me is either married or getting married. My sister got married six years ago to a wonderful and sometimes dorky guy and now they have two beautiful and wonderful children. My mom also remarried six years ago to a wonderful and dorky guy who drives her crazy at times but you can tell they love each other a lot. One of my best friends also got married six years ago to her high school sweetheart whom she loves to no end and have 3 children together, one of which sadly only lived an hour but the other two are beautiful and healthy. And now my baby brother is married before me to a wonderful girl who he loves with all of his heart and she loves him with her whole heart. They know each other like the back of their hands. My friends are all married, married with children or are getting married. I got an invite from another friend who is getting married who is younger than me. Don't get me wrong I am happy for all my friends and family for finding their happiness but I feel like I am a third wheel anymore and I don't want to. I want to know when I will find that perfect person for me? Where is my happy ending? Where is my frog to kiss to turn into my prince, my white knight? WHEN IS IT MY TURN???!!!

medical leave

Since December 23rd I have been put on medical leave. Let me tell you from the beginning what has happened and lead up to this. In August I fell at work on a wet floor because I didn't know the floor was wet because there was no wet floor sign out. I hurt my knee and was sent to ER that night where they did a X-Ray which showed no damage. They put me in an entire leg brace which made it so that I couldn't move or bend my knee if I wanted to. If I wanted to move my leg at all I had to move my entire leg and also gave me crutches (which I found out later they did not put together correctly) and then gave me a poor demonstration. I used them to get out to my car that night and haven't touched them since (they said I didn't need them. I could use them if I wanted to). Then the next day they sent me to the medical clinic they always do when we get injured at work for workers comp. I was put on light duty doing office work and sent to physical therapy. The next week the clinic doctor sent me to get a MRI done. It showed a contusion (bruise) on the bone and a cyst. After four weeks with the clinic doctor and physical therapy at my work and not much improvement the clinic doctor sent me to a specialist. Oh I need to mention that while seeing this doctor at the clinic one of the days I was walking up the stairs and my knee popped and gave out on me and I would have fallen down the stairs if I had not been holding on to the railing (this happened in September before I was sent to see the specialist). In October he gave me a cortisone shot in my knee and told me to do therapy exercises on my own. In November the Specialist gave me 3 options since my knee wasn't getting any better. Option 1: go back to working full time on the floor. Which he did not release me from light duty and when I asked him about it he said I would have to transition in to it. If you have ever worked at an assisted living facility as a C.N.A. you know you cannot transition into it. You either work on the floor or you are on light duty. So option 1 was out. Option 2: get a second opinion. Option 3: Surgery. I brought Option 2 and 3 to the HR person and she proceeded to call workers comp. A week later I am informed that I am going to see a doctor for a second opinion. A week later (December 10th) I walk into this doctors office and am given paperwork to fill out which isn't unusual. I start filling out the paperwork and one of the sheets says this is an appointment to get a report and not to form a patient/doctor relationship. I am the ushered into an exam room where the doctor starts off by informing me that he will not be telling me anything and proceeds to asking questions and reading paperwork from the other doctors then hands me a pair of disposable shorts, asks me to put them on and leaves the room. He comes back after I am changed with one of the receptionists and starts examining my knee which he starts by marking my leg in three places rather hard with his pen. He finishes and leaves. I change and go back out into the lobby where I finish my paperwork. I then go to work where I immediately go to the HR office and say that it wasn't a doctor's appointment I was lead to believe it to be. She tells me he was making a report for workers comp and they would go by what he says for me to do. Two weeks go by and I don't hear anything. One of which the person in HR is in Hawaii on vacation. On December 23rd around 1:30pm we are sitting in the country kitchen at work and doing our Secret Santa gift exchange. My supervisors cell phone rings and she tells the person that she was busy and will come talk to them in a half an hour. I could tell it was the person from HR and felt in my gut that it was about me but brushed it off and scolded myself for jumping to conclusions that it could be they had hired someone new for assisted living. We finish our party and I go over the the nurses office and start filing paperwork when one of my coworkers tells me that someone was at the front desk looking for me. I proceed down to the first floor and to the front desk where they direct me to the HR office. I walk over and the door is closed so I knock and am told to come in. Both the HR person and my supervisor are in there and they lead my into the day room (a little office off to the side of the front desk) where they hand me a copy of a letter from workers comp and a copy of the report from the doctor. To sum up what is said it pretty much said my injury from my fall at work was healed six weeks after it happened and that I rushed up the stairs at home and re-injured my knee then and that workers comp was no longer responsible for it and any medical treatment or surgery I would need I would have to use my insurance to pay for it. My rushing up the stairs is when I was walking up the stairs and my knee popped. Anyone who knows me knows I don't rush doing anything. I am often told I walk too slow. I was teased by my sisters boss who called me a turtle. Anyway I was told I was being put on medical leave as of right then and sent home and told to go and see my primary physician which means I am not being payed. So I called that day and made an appointment with my primary physician for last Tuesday and he didn't understand why they had taken so long and he made an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon for last Thursday. He gave me another cortisone shot in the side of the knee it should have been put in in the first place told me to give it a week and if it didn't feel better in a week I would have to have surgery. So it has been a week and it doesn't feel any better and I had to find a different surgeon because this surgeon doesn't work at any of the hospitals my insurance covers. He is an in network doctor but the hospital he works at is an out of network hospital so if I had him do the surgery it would cost me 2500 dollars in deductibles. So I found a different surgeon to go and see for the surgery and it is the same specialist I was sent to by the clinic doctor. I will be seeing him on Friday. Anyways I just needed to vent a little so there it is. I am sorry if I went on too long or complained too much.

This time of the year

I love this time of the year not the weather really just the time of the year. From Halloween on I feel like it is a time you are with your family the most. Halloween is trick-or-treating with your family and also happens to be my niece's birthday. Then in November we have my step-dad's birthday and my brother's birthday and step-sister's birthday (she lives in Alabama so we can't celebrate her birthday with her but we can say happy birthday to her) and of course we have Thanksgiving. This year we had Thanksgiving dinner on the 20th and had a big family get together with my aunts, uncle, cousins grandma and of course my parents and siblings and their family. On Thanksgiving my parents and I went up to Logan and had Thanksgiving dinner with my brother, his fiance and her family. My sister had Thanksgiving dinner with her family and in-laws. And next in line for this time of year is Christmas. For Christmas we get together on Christmas Eve and have Christmas then. We have everyone over and have Christmas dinner, eggnog and open presents. Then we will eat pie and sometimes play games. When we were little we would open one present on Christmas Eve which was our pajamas so we could sleep in them then we would go to bed and try to go to sleep but would have a hard time because we were trying to listen to see if we could hear the sound of hooves on the roof or sounds of Santa Clause and if we heard noises outside our bedroom door we would pretend to be asleep so Santa wouldn't know we were awake. We would eventually fall asleep because we would wake up the next day on Christmas and wake our parents and go open presents. Then after we opened our presents and ate breakfast we would fall asleep next to our pile of presents until relatives started coming over to see what we got for Christmas. Next is New Years Eve and New Years. When we were younger we would beg our parents to stay up until midnight on New Years Eve to make noise and celebrate the New Year. Now we go to the dollar theater and try to get in as many movies as possible and get pizza for lunch. My nephew's birthday is also in January so we celebrate his birthday then. Then my mom's birthday is in February so we celebrate that. This coming year my brother is getting married in March so we have that to look forward to. Which makes me happy but at the same time sad because we would hang out a lot and now that he has found someone to we don't spend as much time together. I am happy for him because he has found someone he really loves and who really loves him. I hope they are very happy together. Anyways I have gone on more than I meant to. So I will say good night and hope your holidays are happy and spent with the ones you love.

Hi. My name's Martha, What's yours?

I have a cute little lady where I work. Everyday and every single time she sees you she will make the same comment of "Hi. My name is Martha, what's yours?" even if just five minutes ago she asked you this she will ask you it again. Most people would find this annoying but everyone who works with her love it and love her for saying it because it is a part of who she is. If she did not make this comment to you every time she saw you, you would think something is wrong. She is one of the cutest ladies I get to see everyday and I love my job for being able work with people like her. Every time she sees me she has to tell me hi and wave. Every time I tell her my name she tells me what a beautiful name it is and I thank her and tell her that I was named after my grandmother and she says that's wonderful. One time when we went through this spill she told me she didn't like her name and I asked her why she thought that and she said it was because she thought it was plain and boring. I told her that I liked it because it was part of her personality. I am glad I get to be a part her daily life because she is a great person.

My Work

I work as a C.N.A at an assisted living facility. I love my job. Not many people can say that and have it be true but I can. I really enjoy what I do. I get to help people and hear events of their lives. I love every single one of them because they make working fun and interesting. I get to come home with a new story to tell everyday. Just tonight I was helping one of my little greek ladies and she was telling me how she has been told all her life to eat. Eat, eat, eat they tell me she said. I would eat but my mother would tell me to eat. She thought I didn't eat because I have always been so skinny. She took me to the doctor to have him tell me to eat and he told her to leave me alone that I ate plenty and am healthy. She did not believe him. She wanted me to marry a doctor so that he could make me eat. I told her that no one can force anyone to do things. She is a very cute little lady. Her and another one of my residents who is also greek get together and they just start gabbing away in greek. In fact the other greek lady I am pretty sure thinks I am greek. Every time I help her she will all of a sudden start talking to me in greek like I know exactly what she is saying. It is moments like that that make me love my job. Another resident who has passed away would come up with the funniest things to say. When I first started my job I was the morning shower aide and my first encounter with this lady was to assist her with her shower. I remember helping her wash up in the shower and all a sudden having her tell me "Don't forget to get underneath my flappers." I was perplexed and she went on to say "There no longer called boobs when you're an old lady like me. There called flappers." From that day on she became one of my favorite people. I could go on and on about all of my experiences but I think I will end it for now.