I think we had a good time?

Today I have discovered little tiny drips of chocolate sauce scattered and smudged here and there, all over the shirt my husband wore to the wedding we went to on Saturday night.  Part of this, I believe, is due to the fact that my husband is clumsy, excitable eater and will drip on his shirts without fail, unless wearing a bib (I am often tempted to carry an adult size one in my purse, but resist and instead turn to my best friend Oxyclean).  The smudges on his back must be from others - and by others, I mean there is only a small chance they could be from me.  I have decided this means the Croquembouche was just so entirely tastey we felt the need to bring a memory of it home with us.  Makes for a crappy Tuesday morning though, trying to get it all out.

Firsties

Yesterday was my first day at the new job. I felt like a kid going to her first day of Kindergarten again - just a little nervous but also so excited! Everyone was so friendly to me & so far I am liking the unit. I oriented with Dionne, who was also working as charge. We had just been in to check on our first patient, who was quietly resting in bed after her delivery, sleeping the remainder of her epidural off. We got back out to the front desk and the unit secretary said that the patient just called out for her nurses. Weird. I said I would see what was up, and walked back into the room (mind you it had been about 90 seconds) to find the patient standing in a crouched position over the toilet. How she got there on her epidural legs, I have no idea. However, the next overwhelming sense I was hit with was the stench in the room. I walked closer to her and discovered that she had explosive diarrhea not only IN the toilet, but also down the side of it, and all over the wall behind her. Guess the pregnancy constipation is over for her.
Welcome back to Labor & Delivery and all of it's glories, Megan.