Early mornings are for muffins

Working nights throws my poor sleeping patterns off terribly. Slept all day yesterday, woke up around 7 (normally I get up at 5... it was a LONG and HARD three nights at the hospital) tried to spend time with Doug, and then went to bed at midnight. So... I got up at 4:30 am, made some banana nut and strawberry muffins while the husband made the coffee.

Little baby muffins!

So I will not bore you with a recap of how awful work was, but let me say this, the last three nights made me reconsider why I ever wanted to be a nurse in the first place. Especially a med-surg nurse. It is hard to give adequate care to 8 patients, 8 very sick, very needy patients. I felt like I was running for 12+ hours! I don't mind busy, I do mind crazy.

That being said, I am grateful for:

co-workers who help you
patients who say thank you
a piece of dark chocolate, sea salt, almond fantasticness in the midst of chaos
knowing your shift will eventually be over (they can't make me stay forever!!)
the train on K-15 that gives you green lights, all.the.way.home.

biscuits and gravy, hashbrowns, and OJ with the hubby at Braums after work yesterday
coming home to our cute apartment that contains our comfy bed
a hot shower.
SLEEP!
having a loving God who tests me daily so that I may know him more