Being Lax Is No Good

It's been a week now that I haven't been to the gym and my body was kinda sick. I don't feel good if I don't exercise. (I guess everybody is.) I last went last Monday and then no more. My schedule was so busy and plus the fact that I am nursing my right Achilles tendon because it was torn. It will took me probably another week to get in shape for exercising. I missed the gym now.

Today, I will be off after my graveyard ship tonight. (I guess you're kind of confused about the previous sentence. That is because I am writing this blog at 0140H and I am at work.) I've been confusing my times also lately. It seems that I am quite not in congruent with my own body clock anymore. That's why sometimes I don't know if I have to exercise or not. Sometimes the weather will be gloomy and then all of a sudden will be sunny and my body will be confuse if I have to wake up or not because it is still dark or it is still sunny.

Oh well, you might think I might probably making some alibis here but suit yourself. I am just blogging all my frustrations, problems, and anxieties here. hehehe. No offense here. Just telling you what I feel. If I offended you, then I am very sorry for the unsurprising hurt.

Anyways, I titled this blog like that because I have been guilty for not being in the gym for almost a week now. That is because I was procrastinating whether to go or not. Plus I've been engaging with the undreaded glutony. I just consciously engaged myself eating with foods that are not even healthy, when in fact I'm supposed to be eating healthy. I am succumbing myself to guilty pleasures as well thereby you can go ahead and shoot me now. Hahaha. (Just an expression.)

I really need to prepare myself because I will be hopping for a three weeks vacation soon and because I know I won't be going to the gym during those times that I am gone. I will be very busy because my schedule was very very hectic. I bet I will be dead tired for all those itineraries that I have planned. It was jampacked with actions and a lot of traveling from here and there. Whew! I shudder thinking about them right now. What have I got myself into?

I am just glad that I will be back to the gym today. Despite that I am dead tired from working twenty hours today, I still planned to go right after I got out of work. I really need to sweat out a lot because it's been three or four days or so that I have not been sweating out. I have a policy that I need to sweat everyday in order to loose calories.

Speaking of calories, I've been gulping a lot of unhealthy foods lately. Unhealthy, because it mostly comprise of fried and fatty foods. Today, I ate rice (the first time after five months) with the greasy "lechon paksiw" and fatty pork "menudo". Yummy.... Yikes! I am very guilty of feeding myself those poison. Hahaha. No more cheat day for me. I just needed to be punished for not sticking to my goals, I guess. Waaah!

So tomorrow, I have to stay at the gym for four to five hours instead of the usual two or three hours. I have to catch up for the lost hours so that it will be evened out. I don't think it will work like that but time is running out because I will be leaving next week and I need to be skinny before I leave so that I can fit on my swim shorts. Hahaha. And that I can show off my abs.... or maybe flabs? Hahaha.

I am just crazy. Just don't mind me. Have probably nothing to blog that is why. Oh well, I'm quite ingenious when it comes to my writing and yet it came out good. It's kinda boring here at work right now after I was busy earlier because I had one patient who expired earlier plus all the drama of my nurses earlier. Whew... that was quite crazy earlier. I never imagined I went through it and just breeze through the night not feeling that it actually had happened tonight.

Well, I'm glad it was over! And here I am blogging my lazy ass explaining my boring plight. Hahaha. Have a good early morning to each and every one of you. Ciao!

Dining With My Best Cousin Pre-Easter Night

Yes, today is Easter. A new beginning for all human beings after Jesus had shed his precious blood to reclaim ourselves from the bonds of sin. A time where Jesus rose from the dead and claimed victory against human sin. A time to renew our undecided faith in God our Father. A promising resurrection of our new life from the dark abyss or pit made by our sinful ways. That's my point of view.

I did not have time to go to church today because I have a clinical rotation at Los Angeles Community Hospital in Sub-Acute Unit with my group from Medical Allied Career Center LVN School. I was off the previous night because one of my co-worker at NHCS had traded me days for that precious Saturday so I have a chance to make time for myself and also catch up some needed rest. Hence, I woke up early this morning and joyously geared myself for the clinical rotation. I felt so refreshed this morning having that much needed rest last night.

Last night, I went out with my favorite cousin Val. We had dinner at a French inspired resto in the plush area of Los Feliz, called the Figaro Bistrot and Bakery. It was a very famous and good restaurant serving French inspired entrees. The atmosphere was cool and romantic and there were a lot of people eating there. The line outside was irritatingly long. Good thing my cousin Val had made reservations ahead of time, and we don't have to painstakingly wait outside.

The weather was kinda cool on this eerily dark Spring April night and the streets were kind of crowded with cars and passersby seemingly dominating the streets. It was a busy night at Los Feliz and a lot of people were out for a night out considering it was a Saturday. Restaurants were teeming with customers and the honks and buzzes of the vehicles passing by on the streets were boisterous and dizzyingly annoying. But it didn't hinder us to enjoy our dinner at Figaro Bistrot.

We ordered food and enjoyed the succulent and tasty food. I ordered the creamy boneless chicken Jidori and Val had ordered the tasty drunken Coq au vin. We savored the flavors and palatability of our foods and took time to enjoy everything on the plate by having a very nice and interacting conversation, catching up for the lost times that we had missed despite of the hectic schedules of our work. We were so busy then that we didn't even have time to reconvene our last meeting last year. We were just glad we saw each other again and had that wonderful brotherly talk.

After we ate our succulent entrees we stayed there and ordered some hot and creamy French brewed coffee and topped our dinner with a very flavorous creme brulee which we shared together with much gusto. We then continued our non-stop conversation then giggled and laughed with each and every funny stories we had to tell each other. We had such a blast that night making our intimate conversation unstoppable and uninterrupted. It was hilarious!

Val and I were just like brothers. He is my best cousin who is of equal age as me. We were born on the same year and we were classmates since we were elementary. We were separated only when they migrated here in the United States after high school but then we still stayed connected and never let loose of our relationship as friends and family.

We knew each other in and out because we always confined to each other when we have problems. There were no secrets between us and we both help out each other when someone needed a shoulder to lean on or an ear to listen. We were more that brothers actually. We never had had some rifts in the past because we really understand each other. I don't know but that's just us. We look like little kids when we see each other and never stopped talking. We just don't ran out of topics in our conversations which we always giggled and laugh at. I am glad I had a cousin like him who is always there to support me when I needed it most.

We concluded our dinner at 2230H and we bade goodbyes just like it was our last day to see each other. We were so nostalgic at that time and we ended up hugging and embracing each other promising to call each other and meet up again for another dinner when we have the utmost chance to do it. It was just heartwarming to see my gorgeous cousin. Tipping our surprised get-together with mementos to remember for that night, I gave him a key chain and he gave me an empty 32 GB USB memory storage. Oh how sweet! (It is always our tradition or habit to do this.)

I then drove to a nearby Ralph's store to buy my dog her favorite dog food and then drove straight home because I have a clinical work the following day. The night was so calm and breezy yet the rush of the Saturday night weekend for the party-goers had just barely started so I hurriedly drove home fearing that the traffic will be bad on my way home. Happily, I arrived home safely despite of the moderately congested traffic on my way home. Thank God!

Simmering Fury Of A Constipated Guy

Sometimes people just doesn't appreciate you're being there. I mean they don't appreciate the people who are ahead of them and they feel that they are the best. Well, excuse me you have to have a lot of experience before you go ahead of me.

It was just frustrating to observe that some people despite of teaching them what to do because they are still under your tutelage showed their fangs and wings already. I am really not flattered about that. I mean I had laid out all what I have learned from my past experiences but still they have the tenacity to override your seniority. That was very insulting to me. Hello!

By the way, I am more knowledgeable than you compared to what you are right now. You are fifteen years younger than me in school so don't act like you're a pro. I have already gone somewhere and you're still stuck to a dump. I mean, I have more practice and experience compared than you so please stop acting like you are more smarter than me.

For all you know your admission sucks. I have to redo all your orders form the start and repeat all your entries. It took me two hours to redo and decipher everything because all your entries were wrong. And you have to address to me that what I placed is wrong. Well, hello yours even more sucks, for your information.

Well, I am sorry peeps for acting like a thug because honestly right now I am really pissed off of this girl, a newly hired person, at our unit who acts like she is a pro when in fact she just graduated a few years ago. I mean I am really insulted of what she did and had totally had no respect for her for doing that to me. I will barraged her tomorrow with a lot of faults that she had made for her admissions tonight. I will tell it to her face that she is nothing but a brat who just came and gave a shit to our unit. Haist.... I cannot calm down until I can do it tomorrow.

Well, it is sad knowing that she is very rude at everybody and that she always put somebody into trouble. I mean if she doesn't want to learn with me then fine just don't criticize my work because I have put my heart in all I do and not to make comments about other people's work. Check the speck in your eyes first before checking for others. I mean everybody's life is full of shit and don't come clean because your's probably is more that theirs. Got that!

I am really angry, I can tell it. It's been very therapeutic for me to write it down here. I can feel that my blood boils and that I might squish somebody until I can squeeze all that liquid out of that thing till it splattered and flattened. Then maybe I will feel good about it. I am sorry, but I feel so vengeful and unresentful about this particular girl who spoiled my night. Aaaaaah!

Typically, my night at work is more relaxed and calm doing my own job as usual but today it was going downhill because of this girl. This girl had ruined my night basically. I am not realy impressed by what she said despite it was just a comment. But the way she told me was condescending and below the belt. I don't know where she came but it was very degrading to me.

Ah well, people sometimes were very hard to understand..... very hard to fathom.... very hard to get along with...... very hard to let them know that it is necessary to listen to your senior. I think there were just some people who always acted like a douche bag huh. I mean I don't have to be mean and blog it here just for the whole world to know that she or he is a douche bag. You have to knowledgeably acknowledge that it is not fun. Not unless you don't pick up the cue. Haist!

Have you seen the title above. Hahaha. An apt description of me right now. I have bottled-up my emotions maybe that is why I am constipated. Hahahaha..... that's preposterous. What could you say? Or maybe I just lack sex lately..... bwahahaha! Whatever!

Okay, I have to go and simmer off this fury before I will explode like a bomb. I just don't want to stress out myself just because of this. I just don't want to get a heart attack as well. But thanks for listening to me. At least I have vented it out here and that you all know how frustrated I am of the events happening around me. I have to go guys. Take care everybody. Ciao!

A Mark Of Discipline

Since November after I came back from a month vacation from Mexico, it dawned to me that I am not getting younger and that I kept accumulating weights. So I started to drag myself to the gym every day and had gradually lost weight and gained my inner confidence back again.

It was a very terrifying struggle at first because there were a lot of hindrances along the way. My old age had given a lot of toll on me not including the ongoing array of medical diagnosis that had contributed to my lack of passion to exercise. From having hypertension, gout, and a debilitating chronic disease which had contributed to a lot of back pains for me and had tampered my resistance to maintain my endurance. It was hard yet I had intrepidly persevered. Yes, there was pain but I painstakingly shrugged it off and claimed the glory of it all in the end.

Now, everything had changed after almost five months of regularly exercising at the gym with utmost dedication for a least three to four times a week. I had developed this very new addicting habit of going to the gym every time and had made me more awesomely disciplined in doing my not-so-horrible-routines. It had transformed me into a totally new person with much new-gained confidence and inner ire (positive one).

I am now living more healthy (as much as I could) and my long-term hypertension was been kicked off at an instant. How's that? It had totally and fully changed my life for the better. I started to gain more muscles and my physique had been changing from curvy to skinny. Very amazing indeed! It was a big surprise to me. I did not expect it either.

My goal everytime I go to the gym is to sweat a lot and lose a lot of calories. And this had boosted my metabolism to get higher burning capacity to melt a lot of calories which had contributed for me to lost weights that fast significantly. Five months was a long time to lose weight, from a whopping 185 pounds to a skinny 160 pounds now. An enormous 25 pounds was the best achievement of them all and still counting. My goal is to return to my ideal BMI and weight of 153-154 pounds which can be visibly done right at the corner, not too far from where I am at.

I was so ecstatic and elated to see the progress of my perseverance. Time immemorial, I did not even realized that every actions I've done has not gone to waste. Everything had it's significant value. The amount of struggle I had was been enormous yet it had helped me pushed myself to the limits of limits. At last it had paid off.

I mean the opportunities at the gym were limitless. Without a trainor and with a debility and limitations to do some exercises because of my back problems and having to modify some of the routines can be extremely hard for me to adjust. It was tough yet I have to be disciplined and had to stick on my goal to sweat everytime I am there. Losing some calories was my ultimate objective thus doing a lot of cardio had trimmed me down so aggressively. It was a big help and I am glad I did it.

I am no longer getting younger so keeping myself going everyday had helped me stay fit and younger I suppose. Hehehe. I am just loving this and I will keep doing it until I am able to do it. As long as time permits me to do so, I'll be willing to go to the gym all the rest of my days. (just like singing a song huh).

Hopefully, everything will be in control now. I'm living a stress free life now and that exercise had helped me developed this discipline that I had started five months ago. Thanks for the wake-up call that had opened my eyes when I was vacationing in Cancun. And thanks to my long-distance physical trainor who resiides in Cancun, who painstakingly advised me to do this and that. I love you Tyrael for your dedication. Hope to see you again in the future. I promise..... (grinning).

As what they say, life must go on and it's up to us to where to lead our own driving handles as we drive towards our ultimate goal. I hope you will aim for the better and the better will be the best. Have a nice day guys and enjoy the most of it. Au revoir mon cheri. (Pardon for my French, hahaha.)

Panalo Ka Talaga Pacman

Yehey! Tama ang hinala ko na manalo ka Pacman. Sino ba naman ang hindi mag-aakala na hindi ka manalo eh puspusan naman ang iyong pag-eensayo. And mind you, talagang determinado kang mabwi and championship belt ng welterweight division. Pero ha, alam kong pinahirapan ka talaga ni Tim no? Hehehe.

Hindi ko napanood ang iyong laban dahil nasa trabaho po ako pero masugid ko namang nabasa ang mga reviews ng yong laban. Malupit and hagupit ng iyong bangis. Datapwat ikaw ay pinupugay ng lahat ng iyong mga fans sa buong mundo. Peor sa kabila ng iyong tagumpay may mga eksperto pa ring nagbabatikos ng iyong pagkapanalo. Hay naku wag mo na lang pansinin ang mga yan. Ang importante ay legitimate ang iyong pagkapanalo dahil nagbigay kaw ng hindi makalimutang mabangis na laban na inenjoy naman ng lahat.

May mga nagsasabing talagang all out ang iyong kumpiyansa sa laban na ito. Bawat suntok at tama ng yong kamao ay talagang napakapulido. Napakainit at napakabangis ng iyong tapang sa mga panahon na ito. At kayong dalawa ni Tim ay nagbigay ng akmang kasiyahan sa mga nanunood sa HBO ng isang magandang laro na sinsabi ng mang manunood na pinakasulit nilang binayad sa cable company. Sayang nga lang at hindi ako nakapanuod.

Pero sa aking nababasa sa mga reviews para na rin akong nanuod dahil minute per minute, round by round and kanilang pagbatikos sa laro. Mas naeenjoy ko ang pagbabasa kesa sa manuod at nakaupo nga lang sa harap ng telebisyon. Ako po ang taong mahilig magbasa at kahit ilang oras pa akong nakahilata sa kama o nakaupo sa sahig o silya o sofa ay mas malaks pa rin ang udyok ng aking sarili na magbasa at magbasa. Nakahiligan ko na kasi.

Salamt sa karangalan na binigay mo sa aming mga Pilipino. Sana patnubayan ka nawa ng Diyos sa iyong mga laban sa hinaharap at sana ay manatili kang nakaapak sa lupa at mapag-unawa sa kapwa. Kaya ikaw ay biniyayaan ng ganitong malaking kasikatan. Hanga ako sa iyo at nakaka-inspire ang iyong mga pinagdaanan.

Pero ang scene stealer ng iyong laro ay si Mommy Dionisia. Hahaha. Natatawa naman ako sa mga nababasa ko at napakaliwanag naman ang kanilang pagbatikos tungkol sa kanyang mga mannerisms. I can relate kasi may auntie din ako na ganyan. Hahaha. Pero nakakatuwa lang ang pag-criticize kay mommy kasi masyado naman syang ginawang villain. Hahaha. Sa akin lang ha.... cute sya. Hehehe. Hay naku si Mommy Dee talaga oo. Mabuhay ka Mommy Dee... hahaha.

Hayan nanalo na naman si Pacman at alam kong may isang taong masaya na naman sa kanyang pagkapanalo. Siguradong matutuwa na naman sya dahil may pagtutuonan na naman sya ng pansin. Ito ay walang iba kung di ang buwayang-buwitre na Director ng BIR walang iba kundi ang kuwagong si Bb. Kim Henares. Masyado na kasing nakakasuka ang kanyang mga ginagawa. Wala na syang hinahabol kung di ang mga taong nagpapakahirap maabot lang ang tagumpay at mabigyan ng karangalan ang bansa. Walang hiya sya!

Hahahaha..... ang puso ko. Haist. Anyways, at least masaya na naman ang lahat sa buong mindo sa iyong pagkapanalo Pacman. Salamat sa karngalang inalay mo sa amin. Mabuhay ka Manny "Pacman" Pacquiao. Isang kang magiting na halimbawa sa bawat Pilipino sa buong mundo. Mabuhay tayong lahat!

Good Luck Pacman!

Nakalimutan ko pala na ngayon pala ang boxing rematch ni Manny Pacquioa and Timothy Bradley. Hahaha. Well, hindi naman ako makapanood kasi weekend on naman ako. I hope manalo sya at masungkit nya uli and medalya na dapat ay sa kanya talaga matapos nung dinaya sya sa first boxing match nila. At sigurado naman ako na magawa nya yun kasi feeling ko naman na invincible naman si Manny. Maganda naman kasi daw ang kanyang pag-eensayo. Sana naman.

Na-observe ko lang ha. As I am browsing my facebook stream makikita ko naman na ang aking mga friends ay nakatutok talaga sa laro ni Pacman. Lalo na ngayon sa Pilipinas. Siguradong inaabangan din ito ng maraming Pilipino sa buong bansa. Iba kasi ang hatak ni Manny sa masa lalong-lao n apag sya ay naglalaro. Ay mg Pinoy ay talagang nakatutok talaga sa kanyang laro sa TV.

May mg arepost nga noon na nagpapatunay na sa tuwing sya a lumalaban ay kumukonti raw and krimen sa Pinas dahil lahat ng tao ay talagang nakatutok sa telebisyon. Ganun kalakas ang aura ni Pacman sa masa. Kaya manalo o matalo ay talagang sinusuportahan talaga sya ng mga tao kasi idol sya ng masa. Nakakabilib kasi ang kanyang kwento at paghihirap para lang maabot ang kanyang mga pangarap. Marami ang nakikipag-simpatiya sa kanyang mga paghihirap. Sya ang taong nakapag-inspire sa lahat. Salamat Manny sa iyong alay sa bansa.

Sa ngayon ay kasalukuyang naglalaro si Pacman sa Las Vegas at ako ay taimtim na naghihintay ng resulta habang ako ay nagtatrabaho sa pamamagitan ng pag-che-check ng mga entries sa Facebook ng aking mga kaibigan na nanunood ngayon. Hahaha. Wala na yata akong magawa dito sa trabaho. Nag-babantay kasi ako ng tatlong residente dito na kailangang manmanan dahil sa peligrong mahulog sila sa kwarto. Si basically, nag-be-babysit po ako ngayon hanggang sa sila ay pwede nang ilagay sa kama during bedtime. Haist....

Nakaka-bored naman kaya inaabangan ko na lang ang mga postings sa Facebook. Malayo pa ata matapos ang laro so aabangan ko na lang mamaya. Tinapos ko na lang ang incident report na dapat kong gagawin dahil sa hindi ko natapos kagabi dahil ang computer ay downtime for update. Sa waks natapos ko na rin ang report habang ako ay nagbabantay ng tatlong pasyente sa nursing station. Hay naku nakakabaliw na ang sitwasyon dito sa trabaho. Di ko na alam ang aking gagawin.

Anyway, aantabayanan ko na lang po ang resulta ng boxing match. Magtatrabaho muna ako dito. Magandang gabi po sa lahat. Sana manalo naman si Pacquiao ngayong gabi. Manalangin po tayo para kanyang tagumpay at sa tagumpay nating lahat na mga Pilipino. yay!

Those Pruritic Experience

Well, tonight I am here at work feeling very itchy all over. I was been itchy since the previous days and I was just trying to hold it stoically. I just don't want to take some Benadryl and risk being sleepy at work. But tonight I just can't tolerate it anymore so I decided to just take the minimum dose and see what will happen next.

I went to visit my long time teacher friend from school last week to check out her house because she mentioned to me the last time we saw each other that she was voluntarily renting one of the rooms in her house. She wanted me to check it out so I went last week to check it out. It was a pretty much decent room and I might probably taking it. But I told her that I will decide once I came back from my vacation in May. Preferably if not by June she will know of my decision.

While we were talking she told me that she was itchy because her niece had given her this whitening acid soap and that it made her itch all over after she had used the soap to help her whiten her skin. Well, I told her that it pays you a lot of risk when vanity is at stake, thus the rigors of having the itchiness. She had told me that she was using Hydrocortisone cream to at least cure the pruritus and then she asked me if she can give the reamaining soaps to me. She still has ten bars of soap so I told her that I can have it if she doesn't like it.

I've had used some whitening soaps before and I don't have any severe adverse reactions. So thinking that this was also the same as the previous soaps I've been using I took it since it was magnanimously free. The next couple days I started to use the soap and had never had any reactions yet. And then the following week I started to be scratching on my covered areas like the chest and the back and I totally ignored it inadvertently brushing the idea that it was probably from the soap.

Then the following days and the following consecutive days the pruritus had greatly intensified. There was no obvious redness nor any skin elevations but just the nagging itchiness. It was that week also that I had started a new medication for my gout that my primary doctor had newly prescribed me so I was just thinking that it was probably a slight reaction to the new medication. Not until today that I couldn't tolerate the itchiness then I finally and personally accepted that it was maybe the soap.

Even though I showered everyday still the itch was constantly nagging me so I decided to stop using the soap and scourged my entire body well with a moisturizer soap to remove some remnants of the acid soap on my skin, if there's still any. And then right after that the itch had gradually waned down a little bit. I also applied some Hydrocortisone cream to help lessen the pruritus and then tonight at work I had decided to take a low dose Benadryl to even help stop the nagging itching. Hope these interventions will temporarily work.

Haist.... see what hassle it had made? Have I known I will have this kind of dilemma I shouldn't have took those ten bars of acid whitening soap from my friend in the first place. Next time, never again. It was a horrible experience and I, as a stoical person, had patiently endured several itching days brushing of the idea that it wasn't the soap who had caused this abrupt suffering. Now I had conformed to myself, with what I am experiencing, and having recalled those previous itchy days I am now positive that it was the acid soap who was the culprit.

It was funny though that I had constantly kept denying that it was the soap who had caused all these symptoms maybe because I am really dying to have a fair white complexion. Hahaha. It was just a thought I mean .... but honestly, with those horrifying terrible itchy days I can't even think any at all but to get rid of those itchy feelings. Bwahahaha. Vanity had paid it all!

At least right now, it had dawned to me that it was finally the soap who was the culprit and that I had came to my entire senses to accept the fact what really had caused those pruritic experiences. And that I am trying to bury at the back of my head and pretend that it never happened. Not a very nice experience at all, I may tell ya!

T'was A Not So Wonderful Day

Last Wednesday we were suppose to convene at Burbank Rehabilitation Fcaility with Batch 45A but we were not able to pass meds or do patient care because the DSD coordinator did not received the student's health requirements. I mean we are trying to use the facility without even giving them courtesy to send all the student's health requirements, which is the first thing a sane school adminstrator do. This will entail endangering the facility for letting us work without the health requirements.

This is how bad the situation was because the school should have the responsibility to mail it ahead of time (like two weeks before at least) but the school did not comply and always prepare it to the last minute. It was ruining our goals and plans and honestly it really sucks having done that. How I wished I went to school last Tuesday to pick up the healthrequirements, but I opted not to because I was off that day and besides the school doesn't pay for my mileage and gas. I was also thinking that the secretary, Maria P., had handed the papers to one of the students to bring it to the clinical site.

I was also angry at the DON because she told me that it should be my priority to pick-up the papers and I told her that it was my off day last Tuesday and besides the school does not pay me for my mileage and gas in going to school from Pasadena to Torrance which is at least more than one-and-a-half-hour drive not considering the traffic as well. I was super furious at her telling me that. How dare she.

But anyways, everything was been handled masterfully well after some kind and courteous explanations with the DSD coordinator. Good.... The coordinator had told us to just wait patiently while she was waiting for all the papers to be faxed by the secretary and that she will okay our pass once she got them all. We waited until noontime and then we got the confirmation that we can work there ultimately.

It was a long wait but we were so patient. While waiting for the papers she popped a video for us to watch about elderly dementia and the students watched it intently. They have to whether they like it or not. And then after the movie I told them to make a complete nursing care plan about dementia and then I went to check their work which was satisfactorily done by each of them.

We kept waiting an dwaiting until noon but to no avail yet so I told them to have lunch first and then come back at 1300H to wait for the verdict. When they came back after lunch the DSD coordinator had spoke to the students welcoming each one of them to the facility and then she toured thema round the building and brought them to the unit where they will be working.

They did their search and find and then we convene at the patio and discussed what we had experienced for the day and then discussed as well our plans for the next day. It was a long day that Wednesday and I learned a lesson not to trust the school about handling student's requirements while being rotated on another facility of the first day of clinical. I am so upset but yet I survived the day. To hell with the unprofessional people at school.

I just couldn't stand seeing plastic people at school that is why I don't want to go there and mingle with them. Have I not like teaching a lot I should have been gone there long time ago. But since teaching students is my passion I just trie dto ignore the matter-of-fact relationship by my fellow instructors. I mean they were masters and Phd's yet their attitude was so extreme from being a professional. I just can't stand the stench of it everytime I set foot on the school's premises.

Oh well, I just don't care about them either. I am just doing my job and that to teach these students passionately. Honestly, I am the only one who is always getting involve with my student's affairs and that they liked me so much. Can't complain either but with the management of the school. Ciao!

Of People Losing Memory

Yes, I am at work right now. It's my last day but it seems that I am not starting my work not until the two patients I am baby sitting right now will go to bed. I have blogged about a lot of psychiatric patients being admitted in our facility last night and having people with dementia among these population in our building had add up to the load of the nurses.

Why?

Because people who have memory problems have a lot of liabilities entailed with them. They easily get agitated and irritable prone to harming other patients and staff by hitting them. They are prone to falls and injury because they forgot that they are not able to do a task just like what they did before. They think they are still independent to do everything but literally they cannot. They are very persistent despite explaining to them that they cannot do it anymore to a point that they will stretch out your patience. These I have experienced right now while watching these two patients.

One of the patient I am baby sitting is a Thailander, who appears very frail and contracted yet she was trying to moved out of her wheelchair despite being guarded by a lap belt. She thinks she can stand and walk but obviously she can't because of her contorted feature. She had had history of nasty falls before because of her attempts to get out of bed due to the fact that she forgot she cannot function anymore. Yet despite of telling her she can't she's still very insistent.

Another one is a hospice patient, very old lady, appears very vulnerable and weak, and only speaks Spanish. She babbles in her rapid Spanish tongue able to attract my attention while trying to get out of bed despite of her tiny weak features. Despite telling her that she cannot stand she's still insistent that she can and that she wanted to go home because the facility is not her home. I explained to her that if she keeps getting out of her wheelchair she can injure herself but she tells me in her Spanish language that she is fine and that she can function well.

I mean having these two tobaby sit had me pondered; "What if I get old will I be like them?" It's a scary thought that had dawned on me. I remember my mom who had lost her memory due to Alzheimer's disease. The pain I had experienced watching her deteriorate and lost her senses had me realized how fragile she was and how vulnerable she was. I missed her a lot.

Yes.... my job requires a lot of patience, empathy, and understanding of my patients. Had I not been like this I never been a nurse in the first place. I love my profession and I am proud to be one. It is my calling and I loved taking care of people who needed my care most. It is a very challenging job yet very rewarding in many ways sans the monetary issue. I am here to provide services to my patients and I am in full obligations for them as what I pledge when I took the oath.

Lastly, being a nurse is indeed rewarding although it is teh most unappreciated job of all because other people treat nurses like maids. That's the setback sometimes but I don't take it as a blow to my ego. I just smile at the people and remains professional to make them realized that being a nurse is no fun. Then after that they realized how hard it is to be a nurse.

There's no other way I can change other people's opinions about my noble profession but by showing them my professionalism then they will able to back down, understand, and appreciate how hard it is to be a hard-qworking nurse. I am proud of what I do and I'm here to stay as a nurse forever, as long as I breath normally.

Psychotropic Summaries

I started doing the monthly psychotropic summaries last night and it dawned tome that we were catering a lot of resident's who are on psychotropic meds. I mean we are turning like a psychiatric ward when in fact we are not licensed to be one. I wonder if we were planning to put up a behavioral unit? Highly unlikely I guess but it seems that we were leaning to be a mental rehab unit. Haist.

It also hightened my attention that everytime people get admitted, especially the adults and the elderly people, there's always an accompanying doctor's orders for inability to sleep, anxiety, and depression aside from the mental health disorder that they have. No wonder why the behavior flares up because of the severe side effects of the psychotropic drugs in the body.

Americans are pampered people and by just a small complaints of this and that tey will go to the doctor and ask for a prescription. They are not known to be stoical or calm people especially when they are stressed. It is just easy for them to pop some medicines without even knowing the consequences of their actions not knowing it will lead them to destruction.

Imagine popping a simple drug like Tylenol. People doesn't know that if they overdose with Tylenol they will have toxicity and that their liver will be highly damage because the drug is being metabolized in the liver. According to the book the body can only metabolized 3,000 mg of Tylenol or Acetaminophen (in Generic) a day and of it goes beyond that it is a lethal or toxic level and the body will react to the toxins especially the liver where it is being metabolized.

As I am doing my review of the psychotropic drugs I can imagine these people taking the medication. Some of them had severe signs and symptoms of tardive dyskinesia, akinesia, motor disturbances, attention deficits, etc. It is a pity because of the doctor's getting use to prescribing it to the residents.

Psychotropic drugs includes most antipsychotics, antianxieties, antidepressants, hypnotics, and anticonvulsants which also lowers down a person's reactivity thus calming them. These medications can cause a lot of permanent harm rather than curing the resident. But it is a win-lose situation and the odds are tough. On the contrary, it can help people minimize their disorder but it is still not worth the risk.

I am almost finished with my summaries but I still can imagine how hard it is working in psychiatric units dealing with people who are not there. Mostly some of them are catatonic because of the severe effects of the drug in the nervous system. Despite of this I am still wondering how these behaviors responds to the drugs specific to that disorder. It is so amazing how this drugs works wonders initially then destroys the person eventually. It's just a puzzle to me despite I know how it affects a person once it is taken.

It was a smooth transition checking all of this summaries and I am glad it is almost finished. I have been doing it every month for almost five years bnow, since I started in this place yet I am still confused as to how some of the drugs function. I guess I still have to keep doing it so that I will know more about the drugs.

Every day is always a learning process and I never cease learning all the time. My job always have a lot of opportunities to offer and sometimes I tend to neglect the importance of this opportunities in my life. Anyways, I have to go now and see you again on my next blog. Take care and God bles!

Hanging Out At The Gym

Hahaha..... looking at the views in my blog it looks like a sawtooth. I think a lot of people are just curious about my blog that's why they cannot resist peeking at the blog site. No wonder why people comes and goes. I wonder what's the probability of the people who really read my nonsense blogs. But I am touched that there are some who did went and browsed my blog site. How touching!

Well, right now I'm quite busy most of the time. I am spinning like a turning top (the ones I've played when I was small). It was a dizzying roller coaster ride. I don't know how I juggled my one full-time and two part-time jobs. You might think I'm crazy. And yes indeed I am nuts. Hehehe.

I am also juggling my gym exercises during my off days. Whew.... it's really hard to stay healthy. So far my exercises were judt focused on losing weight. I am doing more cardio exercises rather bulking up my muscles. I can't afford gaining muscles thereby gaining weight again. I am really determined to stay slim rather than turning into a steroidal robot. Hahaha. Kicking ass!

Going to the gym is a habit now. I am accustomed to it every time I have off. Preferably, every Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays I always stays at the gym for three hours and do a lot of cardio exercises. I can ran on a treadmill for an hour without huffing and puffing now with a speed of 5.0 which is a big progress I may say and I can also ran at the oval in the second floor for 10 rounds which I like most because it made me sweat a lot.

I also do the stairs and the swing which also can reduce some calories and tone up my body and most importantly I can stretch myself now without even getting sore the next day. It seems that I can go exercise everyday without even getting sore and aches the following day. So far it was a big progress and I am glad it went well these past months. So glad I am so dedicated about getting healthy and I must continue doing this all the time. In just time I can maintain my health in stability without even worrying of getting fat.

My goal now is to sweat and lose calories so that my metabolism will be in constant movement burning those extra pounds thereby losing my weights. Simple analogy but it works for me. Stretching is the best buster also for getting rid of the calories and I am very happy that my stretching abilities keep improving and progressing. I can bend my arms backwards now without even getting hurt. I can contort it while squatting as well. Weird..... hahaha.

Anyways, I glad everything turned out well. So happy that I am losing weight continuously and that I am feeling so well nowadays. Despite all the busy skeds I still have time to hang out in the gym and do the works. In due time my goals will be realized and I will be a one happy person in the world.

Thank you Lord for giving m ethe drive to do it. I really appreciate your guidance and watchful eyes on me. I praise you for your glory and thank you for your benevolence. You are my great Hero and I will continue to praise you as long as I live. Thanks a lot!

The Joys Of Blogging

I'm lost of words now but the fire that had ignited in me to keep blogging had never waned. I am still in awe of my personal drive to keep writing blogs and I am very surprised about myself sometimes. It seems that writing entails a lot of moods. I am always have an appetite to write when I am in a good mood and that is very evident sometimes in the flow of ideas that I am writing. It amazed me sometimes.

I've been blogging for quite a while but it never ceased me to inspire myself to keep writing because it is my passion to write all my ideas and feelings into prose. I just wanted to express myself. It is also a process wherein I can vent out my emotions and my thinking in a writing mode. Blogging is fun sometimes and it is very entertaining. Depends on how someone can set the mood. I am very fanatic about blogging and it always completes my day.

I can literally write everything. As long as it is informational, educational, can touch lives, evidenced-based, factual, fictional, literary, fun, etc. bloging is such a joy to everyone. I can write it in my native language or English or any languages I know. It really outsource my ideas as a writer as well as make me more experienced in writing by selecting very high-end words that sounds so mature and elegant to othera. It makes me as an intelligent man with a lot of experiences in the literary world.

Blogging sometimes makes me connected to my readers that is why I am always writing in the first person point of view making the reader scrutinized what I have written. It also enhanced to improve my grammar as well as made me up-to-date by doing some researches before writing the specimen. I makes me a season writer because it had taught me how to assess and investigate the topic first then helped me make my move on how to attack the delicate subject. Very special indeed!

Sometimes I felt so crappy that I ran out of worlds and ideas. It had made me tear up sometimes because I really felt helpless on those times and I am still on my process to just learn even a single term. I am devastated sometimes that I really don't know what to do but my love to write had geared me towards creating some meaningful stories and topics and I am very grateful for my natural ability to create such artistic work.

This blog sounds fictitious but this will be a testimony to those times that I am lost of ideas. The jumpy feeling of the prose sometimes not interconnected with each other is very evident yet it looks so suave to someones eyes because of the very intricae wordings I have inserted in some of the sentences or paragraphs. But lo and behold, I am just thrilled that I had came up with an idea that had emerged as a blog that can entertain at least.

To all my avid readers, April is already here and as spring had sprung hopefully my blogging skills will spring anew. Hopefully and crossing my arthritic fingers that everything will be good and promising. This I still need to work out and gladly doing my best to bring you some nice topics and blogs. Ciao!