First off let me say that I know it's been like 12 years since I've posted anything, but I'VE BEEN BUSY. I know, I know. I'm really doing this post for Sistah cause I know how much she has been missing reading my posts. (ha) love you, sistah.
Secondly, the above picture really has to be the worst picture I've ever taken. We all went to a tacky Christmas sweater party last night and everybody was wearing some horrible holiday clothing, Of course I had to take 103 pictures. I'm not really sure what happened in this particular picture, but the camera captured Ruth at the .... perfect? no, that's not the word I want.... at the opportune moment. I swear... Ruth morphed into some alien fat being here. I can't look at it for more than 3 seconds or my eyes start to bleed.
Anyway, here is a picture of Jeremy and I dressed in lovely sweaters. (gag) We look perfectly tacky and straight from 1993. Also you should know that we both made our sweaters. Heck yes, we have awesome puffy paint skillz.
Ruth has signed up for Google AdSense or whatever that thing is called where it posts ads related to whatever you have blogged. It's a really clever idea for google... I'm sure they make tons of money by their little deal.
Anyway I was browsing through Ruth's blog the other day and I look over at the ad glaring me in the face. WHAT? What kind of ad is this on my baby sister's blog. Holy crap!!!
She claims that she hasn't written anything out of the ordinary. I guess Google decided to go a little wild and crazy for the day.
"Geez, Ruth... you should censor your stuff more... kids could be reading your blog!!!"
Since Ruth decided to share her horrific dream she had about me the other night on her blog, I decided that I needed to share my dream about her. We must have some weird sister brain connection cause we had these dreams on the same night.
Here is my dream about her:
Ruth and I were in this huge hotel .... I have no idea why... and Ruth thought it would be a great idea to try heroin. She said that being pregnant made her have this huge craving for heroin and she just had to try it. So she orders some from room service and they brought it up to her. I begged and pleaded with her do not do it. "please, please don't do that heroin, Ruth. It's bad for the babies. You have to think about them over your cravings." But she wouldn't listen to me.. she just had to try it. So I left Ruth and the twins with the heroin.
The rest of my dream consisted of my car being stolen from the parking deck of the hotel. I was devastated cause my Mac was in the car.
The past few weeks I've been getting all my paperwork together to renew my nurse practitioners certification. I have to renew every 5 years in order to keep my board certification status. The part that kills me about it... it's time for me to renew.
I have been a nurse practitioner for 5 years now.
That's really hard for me to believe. It feels like I just finished my undergrad. But oh no!!!... that was 7 years ago.
When about things like that... about how fast time is going... it makes me realize how short life is. Yeah, I get all sentimental and reflective. I like to look back on my life thus far and evaluate how things have gone.
I'm not really sure what the point of this entry is... just some thoughts I've had floating in my head today.
Blast... this is only the second blog entry for the month of June. hmmm... i have 5 days to smash some in here.....
which brings me to talk about my new job. Yes, I have a new part-time job. I still work at my old job of the past five years, faithful employee at Grayson & Assoc, but I have cut that back to three days a week. Which leaves me with two extra days....
I'm not exactly sure what my title is: Medical Home Assessment Nurse Practitioner? or maybe something like..... Random Nurse Who Comes to Your House to Ask You 200034 Random Questions. That one sounds better.
Let me give you the run down of what I do. We've all been hearing/reading about new plans for healthcare right? Well, I would like to think that I am of the chosen few who are putting those plans into action in a tiny form in our neck of the woods here in Bama. I am employed by VivaHealth which happens to be a cutout (another form) of Medicare. Oh blessed Medicare. Much medical research has shown that 12% of all medical spending in the US goes towards diabetic care. 12 freaking %... that's alot just for one medical problem. So it's probably a good idea to figure out how we can crack down on medical costs for one of the big spenders... diabetes.. and most people with diabetes are on Medicare. So we have this glorious plan with diabetic Medicare patients......
MY JOB in the grand scheme of things is to go to each individual patient's home and assess them: how they are doing, is their blood work up to date, do they check their sugars. Actually I'm more like an auditor.. I get to review the primary physician's orders and such and then compare it to how I think the patient is currently doing. If I don't think they are doing so well and need further testing or the MD needs to check up on certain things, then I get to make suggestions about what they need to do. I send all this info back to Medicare and they in turn send my "suggestions" to the MD. Isn't that so nice? Just another check and balance in our lovely world.
Alabama is one of 7 states piloting this new program... and Jefferson County is the only area in AL. There are 4 of us NPs traveling around Jeff Co.... I believe there are around 1300 people JUST in Jeff Co who are in this program (told ya there are lots of diabetics in the country).
So far the new job is going great... I'm getting the hang of everything. The only down side that I have seen so far is the heat. Tuesday I saw 7 patients... 2 of the 7 had AC in their house. FOR REAL. I was sweating the entire day. Not perspiring, but gushing sweat. It was disgusting. I don't know how those old people do it.
I"m off again tomorrow to see more patients .... hopefully this new plan will bring some change to our sick country. At least to the diabetics.
sooo... I'm never really good at this part. Actually, I'm really bad at writing so I'm not sure why I'm starting a blog. I guess cause it's the cool, hip thing to do.
My name is Sara. (ok, that wasn't too difficult)
I try to be artsy and cool by playing the guitar, but it doesn't always work out that way. I like living on the edge and I hope to buy a motorcycle in the coming months. (love you, mom)
I think that's all the coolness I can put in this little box for now. But really, all my creativeness just ran out so that's all I have.