My two Rules

Most of you know that I am a nurse. I work in the women's center, so for the most part my patients are young and healthy. You know, just had a baby or had some sort of women's surgery, hysterectomy, bladder repair, something like that. And to be honest I love that about my job. Periodically I like to joke around with my patients and tell them that I only have two rules and as long as they follow those we will get along just fine. My rules are that they cant fall and that they have to breath, "otherwise there is just too much paperwork." So normally they laugh and everything is fine.

Apparently last week I was not clear on my rules. I had a patient in her late twenties that came to me from surgery about 30 minutes before the end of my shift at 3:00. I got her settle and gave her some pain medication to help her get comfortable and encouraged her to give in to the tired feeling and go to sleep, explaining that she would feel a lot better when she woke up and left her with family. By this time it was about 15 minutes till shift change and the medication I gave takes about 45-60 minutes to become effective so there was really no for me to go back to check on her, especially since I now had all of the admission paperwork to complete before I could go home. For some reason I cant explain I went back at 3:00 to check on her rather than sitting down to give report and I found her alone and NOT BREATHING, well needless to say that was pretty scary and not exactly how I wanted to end my shift. Everything worked out fine. She did well and went home the next day but it occurs to me that I never took the time to talk to her about the rules and the endless paperwork that follows.

Barking

Well in the last couple months we have been pretty busy, mostly just trying to keep up with Paxton. He as you will see got a hair cut and now looks even more like Daddy. He is soo ready for warm weather, but aren't we all. Paxton loves to be outside. He will stand at the front door and bang and bang on it until you open it for him. Then he just stands there and stares outside. One of his favorite things is the dog across the street. If you listen really closely you can hear him barking at the dog.

Mommy's Little Helper

I am not quite sure why, but Paxton has a fascination with the vacuum. He constantly wants it on, if it is sitting out he will sit there and whine until you turn it in. He has also found where it is kept, the hall closet and will bang on the door wanting the vacuum out. I guess it helps keep my house cleaner making me vacuum more often. The only problem is he makes it very difficult to actually vacuum. He usually sits in front of it looking at the light. Or on this particular day last week he was helping me. Kinda cute. Anyway, that's all for now.

Well I am a little bit slow. I wrote this post back at the beginning of Feb but never got around to up loading the video. So here it is now, better late than never I guess.

And We're Off!!

For months now Paxton has been running behind his little push toy but when it came to anything 2 inches out of his reach he would sit down and crawl to it. No matter what he just wouldn't let go and brave the gap. He is soo stable it's not even funny, if his car gets stuck he either uses it like a vacuum and rams it back and forth till the car becomes free or he picks up the back end and turns it. I am telling you he could have been walking long ago he was just chicken. In the past week or so we have finally coxed him to take a few steps.