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Ever wonder what it’s like to be part of a trauma team? Well here you have it! This was my first job out of nursing school It truly is like a scene from mash When you approach that helipad to receive the patient Your hair is blowing Your heart is beating out of your chest Because you never really know what’s coming out of that helicopter for you Well .. You do.. But.. You don’t.. I mean, at the end of the day it’s someone’s son, daughter, mother, father, sister, brother and so on.. Caring for that life is just as important as holding together those that are at the bedside hanging onto every minute.. every movement.. Here is a pic I snapped of the the state police about to depart from the helipad on my way out today Even tho I’ve since moved on to a different kind of adrenaline rush these days Don’t think for a second this scene didn’t bring me right back

Ever wonder what it’s like to be part of a trauma team?

Well here you have it!

This was my first job out of nursing school

It truly is like a scene from mash

When you approach that helipad to receive the patient

Your hair is blowing

Your heart is beating out of your chest

Because you never really know what’s coming out of that helicopter for you

Well .. You do..

But.. You don’t..

I mean, at the end of the day it’s someone’s son, daughter, mother, father, sister, brother and so on..

Caring for that life is just as important as holding together those that are at the bedside hanging onto every minute.. every movement..

Here is a pic I snapped of the the state police about to depart from the helipad on my way out today

Even tho I’ve since moved on to a different kind of adrenaline rush these days

Don’t think for a second this scene didn’t bring me right back

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Got offered a temporary new position at the hospital where I’ve worked since I was 19 I’m almost 36 I’ve waited my entire nursing career to have my own office and a big desk Look guys! I even have my own tv! Life is good

Got offered a temporary new position at the hospital where I’ve worked since I was 19

I’m almost 36

I’ve waited my entire nursing career to have my own office and a big desk

Look guys! I even have my own tv!

Life is good

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The 10 year old is obsessed with doing card tricks lately. “Ben don’t you love having a brother that’s a magician?”

The 10 year old is obsessed with doing card tricks lately.

“Ben don’t you love having a brother that’s a magician?”

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Ben the seven year old just came running down the stairs in a panic:

“Mommy Adam just said a curse! I heered (spelt wrong intentionally) it! He said C R A P - The C word!”

I’m laughing so hard I can’t come up with something witty to follow this up

I’m also terribly relieved “the C word” didn’t mean what I thought it meant!

C’mon you were thinking it too!

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Just finishing my son’s my fourth grade project/book/report on Queen Elizabeth I. C’mon teachers! You know at this level the parents do most of this nonsense! Are all you spectacular, wonderful, stellar moms of the year just doing the whole thing for them? Because I refuse! Sure he knows a little about her after I made him scale the internet and write his findings freehand Why? Because I’m *The Meanest Mom EVER* that’s why! Or so he tells me. Every. Single. Day. Oh yeah, and I wanted to be able to type it (for him, while he slept and I sipped wine) in his words so it looked like he did it all by his lonesome… That may or may not be a partial lie It’s also because not only do you want him me to formulate this nonsense into a “book” but you want him to present it too! You’ve got to be kidding me! I wouldn’t be so mad if you weren’t teaching him how to add, subtract, multiply and divide from right to left. Stupid. Need me to repeat that? S T U P I D I thought I knew basic math, but my antiquated way can’t help him!! Anyway, Throw him me a bone in the name of Everyday Math And give him me an A on this project Because you KNOW I included a reference page In APA format What? I’m teaching my son at an early age not to plagiarize!

Just finishing my son’s my fourth grade project/book/report on Queen Elizabeth I.

C’mon teachers!

You know at this level the parents do most of this nonsense!

Are all you spectacular, wonderful, stellar moms of the year just doing the whole thing for them?

Because I refuse!

Sure he knows a little about her after I made him scale the internet and write his findings freehand

Why?

Because I’m *The Meanest Mom EVER* that’s why!

Or so he tells me.

Every. Single. Day.

Oh yeah, and I wanted to be able to type it (for him, while he slept and I sipped wine) in his words so it looked like he did it all by his lonesome…

That may or may not be a partial lie

It’s also because not only do you want him me to formulate this nonsense into a “book” but you want him to present it too!

You’ve got to be kidding me!

I wouldn’t be so mad if you weren’t teaching him how to add, subtract, multiply and divide from right to left.

Stupid.

Need me to repeat that?

S T U P I D

I thought I knew basic math, but my antiquated way can’t help him!!

Anyway,

Throw him me a bone in the name of Everyday Math

And give him me an A on this project

Because you KNOW I included a reference page

In APA format

What?

I’m teaching my son at an early age not to plagiarize!

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Poppy died one month ago today. One Month. Please tell me how that’s possible? Because sometimes it feels like a lifetime ago Yet others it feels like no time has passed at all. Because a death just isn’t something you’re ever able to “get over.” It’s something you just learn to live with, I guess… On the outside you’re a happy husband, wife, grandson, granddaughter, father,  mother, daughter, son, sister, brother, nanya, meema. But on the inside you are leading a double life. A life that started one month ago and has woven itself so neatly and thoroughly throughout your old life.  A life that you now try so hard to remember, and at the same time realize you took for granted… This new life — the one you never asked for, didn’t see coming, weren’t prepared for — is one that is now punctuated by a series of nostalgic pangs, bittersweet milestones and random moments that sneak up on you, seemingly out of nowhere,  and force a sudden rush of tears to your eyes. It could be four weeks, two years or even ten years later. And you can be in the middle of cooking chili, playing with a duncan yo-yo, watching a sunset or out celebrating your birthday at your favorite restaurant surrounded by your favorite people. Or you could hear a song on the radio, see a bird, stumble across a quote online, or even see 11:11 on the clock And then Bam! It’s like it just happened one minute ago. Not one effing month ago. Do we miss him? Only as often as we blink.

Poppy died one month ago today.

One Month.

Please tell me how that’s possible?

Because sometimes it feels like a lifetime ago

Yet others it feels like no time has passed at all.

Because a death just isn’t something you’re ever able to “get over.”

It’s something you just learn to live with, I guess…

On the outside you’re a happy husband, wife, grandson, granddaughter, father,  mother, daughter, son, sister, brother, nanya, meema.

But on the inside you are leading a double life.

A life that started one month ago and has woven itself so neatly and thoroughly throughout your old life.

 A life that you now try so hard to remember, and at the same time realize you took for granted…

This new life — the one you never asked for, didn’t see coming, weren’t prepared for — is one that is now punctuated by a series of nostalgic pangs, bittersweet milestones and random moments that sneak up on you, seemingly out of nowhere,  and force a sudden rush of tears to your eyes.

It could be four weeks, two years or even ten years later.

And you can be in the middle of cooking chili, playing with a duncan yo-yo, watching a sunset or out celebrating your birthday at your favorite restaurant surrounded by your favorite people.

Or you could hear a song on the radio, see a bird, stumble across a quote online, or even see 11:11 on the clock

And then Bam!

It’s like it just happened one minute ago.

Not one effing month ago.

Do we miss him?

Only as often as we blink.

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I arrived at my patient’s house today She presented me with this picture and gift Then proceeded to tell me that her family modeled their Purim costume/theme after me I had absolutely no words You really just don’t ever know when your actions, words or even your day to day will mean the world to someone else I won’t ever take that for granted

I arrived at my patient’s house today

She presented me with this picture and gift

Then proceeded to tell me that her family modeled their Purim costume/theme after me

I had absolutely no words

You really just don’t ever know when your actions, words or even your day to day will mean the world to someone else

I won’t ever take that for granted