i usually don’t cry but sometimes im like an emotional whale
Tumblr where have you been?!
First thought on my mind: I am sleepy, tired, feel icky, and meh. I finished my first pedi clinical! I love it. Everything is so small and tiny. I had the chance to deliver Zosyn through the IV pump. My patient was a 6 year old and he was adorable! He had a twin that he is very close to. Cutest thing ever. Have I mentioned that I want twins because I do! Pedi clinical #1 went great. Tomorrow I go to ER and ahh so excited! I might get to insert and IVs and such.
Also, I hadn’t had the time to mention it buuut my love met lexi!
I have made a new blog on blogspot and yay!! Blogs <3
My new blog is
Of course I will keep this blog! I just simply added another :3
Happy blogging! C:
Some parents cut their kid’s wings off.
They want to do as they please with their kids. They want them to study what they want. A kid’s dream is simply trash to them. They shame them. The older brother laughs at the kid’s dream taunting that it will never happen. They want their kid to date whoever they, the parents, want. Their kid wants to live a productive life and someday become a nurse to help people. They shame the kid. They want the kid to study some small career and not grow.The kid has always grown up in fear since 6th grade of being torn away from their dream, writing in small notebooks about the dream. The kid explaining to mom a song about a dream and mom ignoring. The kid loves the family, the kid is hurt. The kid is different from the family, thinks correctly. Everything the kid does is wrong. What’s my offense this time? But even if the kids wings are damaged…the kid can still hover and run. The kid is no longer a kid. The kid is me.
Well now i can fend for myself.