Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Switching Banks
Let me tell you: it's a pain.
It takes some planning to go smoothly. I wrote out the many bills I pay through direct EBT, then figured out what time of the month would be best to switch my accounts based on when they were due. Once I opened the account, I straddled my money between two accounts for the 2 weeks in between my paychecks, which also required some planning. But now it's smoothing out.
Why did I switch? I was a member of a national bank chain, and it just got silly. In order to "keep" my checking account free, I had to do one of the following: pay $5/month, transfer at least $25/month to a savings account, or have the bank transfer $1 to a savings account everytime I use my debit card. The way I structure my finances and savings, it was impossible to do any of those options. I was always transferring stuff back and making sure my budget was in line after I let the bank do whatever magic they had to do to satisfy themselves that I was worth their time. Sheesh.
I switched to a local credit union, and I LOVE IT. I applied online, which was mostly a product of me not having time when the bank is actually open to go talk one-on-one. I received several emails with super-helpful information. I also actually went into a branch today to get a letter for my direct deposit at work, and OH MY they are nice! And they explain things so simply! I have a tendency to get lost with financial jargon, so it was very refreshing to experience simple terms and no funny rules. The lady I spoke with was super great.
I feel like this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
(Bonus points for guessing which movie that quote is from).
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Day in the Life
5:30 AM This is when my alarm goes off.
5:45 AM This is typically when I actually roll (literally, roll) out of bed
Eat breakfast, spend time with Jesus, shower/get ready
7:00 AM Leave, make a monotonous and boring drive up I-35 (on MWF, I leave at 6:15)
7:30 AM Arrive at work, turn on lights, check crash cart, glucometer tests
Pull inpatient orders off the printer, research on Meditech (online medical records database), update acct numbers, answer emails
8:00 AM Interns arrive, plan study and activites for the morning, fill out eval for one intern who's advisor I'm meeting with tomorrow
8:30 AM Finally get up to the floor to see inpatients! First patient: stent
9:15 AM Documentation - this is the bane of my existence as an EP, I just don't get it! Very redundant
9:30 AM Meet with a patient in cath lab holding area who needs CABG surgery but is anxious - very sweet and touching. Success! She agrees to surgery.
10:30 AM Return to floor, see another stent patient & document
11:30 AM Type up outpatient schedule for next week on Excel (I like this stuff - organized, neat, planning!)
12:30 PM Lunch outside in the courtyard! So nice!
1:00 PM Afternoon outpatient clinic - sit at monitor while intern takes BPs, talk to pts, review charts
2:30 PM Write reports from outpatient clinic, answer more emails
3:00 PM Potential intern for Spring 2012 interview, on the phone from GA
3:30 PM Copy patient charts to be sent over to HIM - read: boring!
4:00 PM Leave!
On MWF, there's more outpatient clinic, interactions, teaching pts weights and how to use machines, as well as performing exercise evals. And then this week, I went to a health fair two separate days and did body fat/BMI and BP screenings. I definitely love the variety of my job and the contact I get with people everyday. There's always something new, some new challenge, and some new person to connect with and encourage in their life. LOVE IT!
Friday, October 14, 2011
Vegan Update
My breakfasts aren't that different from before - cereal and (soy) milk, or waffles with peanut butter and syrup, etc. Really simple. For lunch, I usually stick with a salad of spinach, grape tomatoes, and cucumbers, topped with raspberry vinaigrette. One of my FAVORITE creations is a sandwich with sliced tomatoes, avocados, and cucumbers. Or I'll just eat leftovers from whenever. I've found that I'm not particularly putting meals together that make sense, and I think that's okay for now!
I'm a rule-follower, so having boundaries and instructions are the best ways to produce obedience in me. I eat rather healthy, but have the propensity to eat junk a lot, justifying it by saying that I eat healthy other times, I work out a lot, I'm young, etc. I've learned a whole bunch about being creative with vegetables, that eating healthy tastes AMAZING, and that it's not as hard as I thought it would be. In fact, it's fairly simple. When you only have 3 food groups to choose from instead of 5, it tends to simplify things a bit!
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Homecoming
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Going Vegan
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Lost and Found
Monday, August 8, 2011
Books That Changed My Eating Habits
Schlosser's myth-shattering survey stretches from California's subdivisions, where the business was born, to the industrial corridor along the New Jersey Turnpike, where many of fast food's flavors are concocted. Along the way, he unearths a trove of fascinating, unsettling truths -- from the unholy alliance between fast food and Hollywood to the seismic changes the industry has wrought in food production, popular culture, and even real estate.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Shrimp and Feta Stuffed Zucchini and Avocado-Chocolate Mousse
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Change
Monday, July 11, 2011
TERD
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Summer Reading List
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Moving Home After College
I guess in a way it was, but I had a good reason. I graduated in December and literally moved the next day, mostly due to my parents and their large vehicles being available. My plan was to start Physician's Assistant school in May, and so I could either stay in Siloam and find a job to pay rent (not likely and not desired), or I could move home and get a part-time job while I wait to start PA school. I loved Siloam and my roommates, but I was ready to grow up!
I absolutely loved living at home. I ended up living there for 3 years. When I moved home, my brother was a junior in high school, and since I had been away at college during most of his junior high years, it was a blessing to get to hang out with him and eventually see him graduate high school and start college, all while I was in town with him. I also know my mom loved having me there. And I loved hanging out with her. When I knew I would be moving out of state to Texas, it really saddened me that I would be leaving. It had become "home."
I also was able to reconnect with high school friends, attend graduate school only a 15 minute walk from my mom's house, participate in the celebration of KU's 2008 National Basketball championship, serve my church's youth group and intern with them for a summer, and most of all, be around my family. Not having to pay rent for those 3 years has saved me thousands, but I know no price tag would be worth that experience.
So while some may see moving back home after graduation as a step back, I see it as a time to recconnect with family, reassess goals for the future, and because of the supportive environment, come out a little stronger and more focused than if one got a job right out of college. We all need those times to figure stuff out. And I'm glad I did it at home.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
The Joy of Giving
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Why I'm Not a Germaphobe
Saturday, March 26, 2011
On Being A Chipmunk
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Health Update!
Saturday, March 5, 2011
How do you deal with change?
Sunday, February 27, 2011
On Getting Glasses
On Monday, my visit to the oculoplastic surgeon in Houston resulted in one main thing: it was decided I needed glasses. For one, he said, I would probably fail a driver's test. Two, I had no idea how bad my vision actually WAS. When he messed with the lenses and stuff, I was AMAZED at how clear things were!
Monday, February 21, 2011
Book Reviews Lately
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Loving Yourself Well
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Painkiller Education
Monday, January 10, 2011
Home!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Some days...
Some days are good, when I forget I even have an autoimmune disease. Some days are bad, and some weeks are bad, when the doctors I see all say “I can’t do anything for you.” Sometimes the treatment fails, and you have to try something new. Your hope is always changing; hope in the new treatment, hope that the specialist you’ve come to can somehow fix your eye - and my hope in God is always the there, but there are some days when it’s stronger than others. I know He knows the end of this, and I rest in the fact that there WILL be an end, but some days are just hard.
And then sometimes I just feel completely alone. I wish I had someone to go to my doctor’s appointments with, to say, “It’s okay, I’m going to support you 100%.” I want someone to sit with me during infusion treatments, to say, “Even if this doesn’t work, I still believe in you.” I want someone to physically be there for me, when I can’t and when I have weak moments in my belief.
This isn’t the same as the last time I relapsed, it’s harder. I’m away from my family. The treatment isn’t working. My eye is still swollen and I’m now having double vision. My hair is falling out - it almost scares me when I look at the shower drain and the back of my jacket.
And then there are days where, even though I planned this trip 2 months ago for a different reason, I get to fly home and spend time with my family at the time I need it the most. So that’s good. And as always...
God is good, even when my day isn’t.