In my last writing I was not feeling so well.  As it turns out my appendix was ruptured.  I had surgery Saturday night.  My co-workers did my surgery.  I was nervous of course but mainly because I knew I would be in pain afterwards.  I have the upmost faith in the people I work with.  We have spent manys nights taking care of badly injured people.  Removing an appendix is childs play for me and my co-workers :) 

The anesthesiologist gave me some really good stuff in my IV called “Versed” it is like drinking about 3 shots of whiskey, it makes you not care and hopefully not remember much.  I really don’t remember going into the operating room.  So I don’t know what kind of stupid things I may have said lol. I asked them later when they came to visit me in my room if I said anything stupid and they said no.  

My surgery was  performed through a scope so I have 3 vary small incisions that I can barely see but definately feel.  Basically we take these hollow tubes and put sharp things inside them and push them through into the abdominal cavity.  Then we can insert instruments and a camera into the belly and we blow the belly up with carbon dioxide (b/c it is non flamable) to give ourselves room to see and work.  The large incision is 12mm.  The other 2 are 5 mm incisions.  

My nurses were very nice and helpful.  I will have to send them a thank you card.  I didn’t like my bed and I kept sleeping in the recliner they had next to the bed and my nurse went and found me another bed Monday moring while I was taking a shower. :)  It was very thoughtful of her. And a much more comfortable.  I did keep playing with things though lol  I couldn’t help it.  I am a nurse.   I screwed up my IV pump twice and had to call for help to reprogram it.  damn pain drugs lol.  They were also nice enough to let me sit at their desk and send some emails to family and friends letting them know I am alive.  Patients are not normally allowed such access.  But I do work in the hospital and have clearance to the computers

My only complaint is that I did not get much sleep unless I was given my pain medicine.  I slept until Sunday night after surgery.  My parents showed up Sunday morning and I remember seeing them.  I remember my mom coming over and kissing me on the forehead and I remember thinking ahhh I feel sooo much better already.  Then I went back to sleep.  But my sleep was constantly interupted.  Either because someone was drawing blood every 8 hours or they were taking my vital signs every hour.  

Some of my friends came to check on me including my boyfriend of course.   He brought me some pretty flowers and my department sent me a gift basket with baloons.   I got home Tuesday morning.  My parents will be staying with me until Thursday.  They want me to go home with them but I don’t want to.  I’m ready for some time alone lol.  Take care and be safe.

Well, I managed to tough out a whole weekend working with a broken toe. I can’t believe I did it. I was trying to pull a stretcher with a patient on it and it got stuck on a cord so I pulled harder and it went over the cord and then over my right baby toe :(( I have done this many times and never broke anything before lol At least it was a slow weekend. Not like the weekend before. Ohhhh i guess I didn’t get to tell that story because I wasn’t writing this blog then lol silly me.

March 24th was the truama surgery night from hell. At 1:00am we got our first trauma page of the night. I responded to the ER to check out the patient for possible surgery. If the patient is in emminent danger of losing their lives I will make the call according to the patients injuries which operating room we will go to.. the regular truama room or the heart room. A man came in with 1 stab wound to the chest. after a few minutes of tests it was determined his heart had been hit. we took him to the heart room, but when we moved him over to the operating room bed his heart stopped. the trauma surgeon open the left side of his chest (between the ribs) while i started chest compressions. I gave him open cardiac massage. While the surgeon had his finger in the heart’s hole plugging it. His hands where too big to fit them both in but i could get my hand in around his to pump the heart. It is a wonderful feeling to feel the heart twitch in your hand and then start beating.

Well, about this time another man shot himself in the chest (his girlfriend dumped him) hitting his heart. by this time the heart surgeon on call is in the hospital and he brings this guy up before our back team arrives. (the back up crew is allowed 30 minutes to respond.) This happened in about 20 minutes. The surgeon sewed up the hole of the stabbing vicitms heart with 2 stitches (skinny knife blade) and he started to do much better so we closed his chest and sent him to ICU.

My crew then went to help the other crew to see what else needed to be done. The heart surgeon sewed up the heart and after the guy was closed his heart stopped. I was closest to his chest so I started chest compression. We gave him 1 shock with the paddles and he came back wheeeew

Believe it or not both of these guys are still alive and the stabbing victim even went home well… actually prison this weekend. He had warrants for his arrest. The GSW(gunshot wound) is still in the hospital but out of ICU.

My boyfriend (a cop) was standing outside the door while i was working on the stabbing guy. He said he saw me stick my hand in the guy’s chest. lol he looked pretty grossed out telling me what he saw me doing. We have not been dating for very long and he is still getting used to what I do for a living lol

I’m soooo happy this weekend was quiet. I could never have done that with a freshly broken toe.

Hello, my name is cowgirl I am 29 years old. I am a nurse. A few months ago I returned from Iraq. I had not been touched by another person in over 2 years. I say person because I am bi. I had a close friend in Iraq that may have resulted in some fooling around but I lost her when her helicopter was shot down.

When I first got home. I was in bit of shock. It was harder to meet people than I had anticipated. My friends were setting me up on blind dates I didn’t want to go on. Then one day a police officer friend of mine (she works security at the hospital I work at when she is off duty.) her partner was working an off duty shift with her and she introduced us. The first thing I thought was, wow he is hot in his PD uniform. hehe. And he is single. According to my friend Joe had been out of a realtionship for a few months.

We had a few nice dates. He took me to dinner and a movie. Another night dinner and a walk on the beach. (i never felt safer on a beach in my life than that night with him) But I noticed he was almost too much of a gentleman. Any advances I did make was treated as a joke by him. Don’t get me wrong, we had kissed and stuff but I was beginning to think he didn’t want me.. But my friend kept telling me the exact opposite. He is just shy. Hmmmm Ladies how do you treat a shy man???

Well the night finally came when I decided I was going to explode if it didn’t happen in the next few hours lol I hope I am not the only one that has had that feeling. We had a nice dinner and rented some movies and brought them back to my place. we had started kissing and i crawled into his lap and stranddled him. One thing I will say about the Army is that it taught me to take chances. So I said to Joe, ” Oh baby, You know it has been a long time for me. Please help me, I need this so badly and I only want it to be you.” Before he could even answer I felt his cock getting hard in his pants with me sitting on it. I knew at that moment he was mine. When we stopped kissing I realised his hand was up my shirt and under my bra. Damn I missed that feeling. I may have been wet before that moment but that is when I noticed that i was really gooey. lol

I invited him into my bedroom and he began to undress me as he was laying me down. I couldn’t wait to expose his wide muscular shoulders and chest. mmmm He felt so good his skin pressed into mine he was nice and warm. I finally decide to make Joe comfortable and I unbutton and unzip his jeans. He smiled and thanked me hehe. Then he was nice enough to remove my now soaked undies and pants. I had not been so wet in a very long time. It felt good to know my body did still work. I was about to feel like a woman again. mmmm He was playing with my nipples. I felt for his cock and stroked it. His hand slid down between my legs I was almost embarrased for him to feel just how wet I have gotten. I slid the condom on his hard cock. He smiled but I knew he didn’t want it. Neither did I but we must be safe….. no kids for me yet……..

His finger split my lips apart and I shuddered. His hands seem soft for a cop I could feel his cock against my leg. He put his finger in and I let out a moan i couldn’t control. My legs automatically opened wider. He searched my hot wet kitty with his finger for a moment. Then he was between my legs. mmmm when he rubbed his cock against me my hips moved in response. As he entered me he was very careful at first. Then after a moment pushed deeper. Again my hips moved with him in response. He held me and kissed me as he moved over me. He was moving slowly and I moved my hips to make him go faster. He grabbed my hips and held my legs open as he gave in to me and moved faster. Then I felt it, I knew I couldn’t control it. I was about to cum. When I came I let out a moan that I again was unable to control.

After a few more minutes we changed position and I got on top. It felt sooo good to move above him and press my hands into his muscular chest. My hands seem so small compared to his chest. As Joe begins to tense up I can tell he is getting close. I move faster and begin to realise I am close again too. He grabbed my hips as he came and that made me cum. Again that darn moan I can’t control!!!! I will have to work on that lol