And the week blurred by

Mike made it through his race...he assured me he'd add to the blog to tell about it. The day was beautiful with temps in the mid 70's on the coast. As he raced for five and a half hours I wandered around Santa Cruz. Honestly, if you have the decision to go to Santa Cruz or Monterey...go to Monterey. The sand on the beach was lovely, but the $7 corndog/soda combo on the boardwalk was the best I could do for food that day.






My past week of the four day work/sleep cycle summed itself up with a dream this afternoon. In it, I was at the end of my 12 hr shift on the PCU when I was told to go over to ICU. Apparently they needed an extra nurse. In sort of a 'MASH' atmosphere with nurses in jeans and t-shirts, people were giving reports to the next crew. After telling them I had only been a nurse for five days, they told me I'd be caring for a post surgical hip and knee....and that I would need to work an additional 12 hours. I took a deep breathe and said 'ok'.