Why I LOVED working with many extraordinary RN's I met on Long Island. I am so totally stealing and printing- right here -this email from one of them. (*I* did not write this - my friend really did!)
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I slept well-ish enough last night. I, of course, woke up many many times, but would fall right back to sleep again.

OK, so you know I went skating yesterday. I ended up going by myself because Mike was involved in yardwork and I really didn't want to break his stride when I didn't know if I could even skate (last time I went was at BEST 2001, but it may have been even longer ago.)

OK, so I had these very expensive ice skates that I bought from the pro-shop because I knew that if I had really really good skates, then naturally, I would be a really really good skater. I put them on and they felt horrible as if they were issued by the military. I laced them up and I was unable to flex my ankles so I loosed up the top lace. I got on the ice (very carefully) and realized that the teeth in the front of the blade were very close to the ice. Obviously it was so I could perform my double axle triple loop with precision. I realized then that I needed to keep my weight on the back of the blades to prevent me from digging my teeth into the ice (prematurely of course, because I knew that I would most certainly dig the teeth in to perform my Lutz maneuver when I got into the center of the ice when the correct music was playing). It occurred to me that the reason for lacing to the top was for the sole purpose of keeping the weight on the back of the skate so the teeth didn't dig in. shit!


OK, so now that I knew that I had to keep the tips up I was doing okay (mostly). Every now and then I would feel this dainty little trip, but I was in control. I went around and around and got a little better each time, and after about 15 minutes I was getting a little more confident. Now I was actually almost smiling. I was going to do this and I was going to do this well. As I was nestled in my comfort I suddenly realized that I was airborne and while I was in midair I felt a need to bond with the people around me to introduce myself to them before they were on top of me. The woman behind me with her children looked at me in horror but when she was that I was smiling and friendly she smiled back. We were friends. I landed spread eagle and was hanging out for a while before I got up and the next thing I knew my knight and shining armor appeared to pick me up and carry me off in his arms. This was the first time I realized how handsome and 17 year old with braces and acne actually was. He was my dreamboat. My hero. My savior.


OK, now I was on my feet gliding around like a pro secretly and desperately trying to get to the exit. I made it! Now the next feat was getting to the bleachers where my sturdy and supportive shoes were. I was walking and holding the rail of the bleachers and feeling a little shakey because now I am aware that the wind was knocked out of me, but I needed to maintain coolness. As I was walking with the support of the rail there was a family standing directly in front of me that I would not be able to go around because I am telling you that I really really needed that rail! I waited with jelly knees and finally tapped her and asked her if she would be able to make way for me because I could not let go of the rail. She looked at me with a troubled expression and stepped to the side and looked at her husband and said in a testy voice "she needs the rail!" I looked over to them with an expression of thanks when I noticed that this person whom I steamrollered had a cane! OMG! Now I was mortified and I bluted OMG you needed the rail more than me! Now I am thinking that not only did I create a danger for a disabled person, I insulted her with my blurb,as well. I figured I would make peace with her after I was on secure ground. I took off my skates, but it was not easy because my fingers were trembling and I couldn't open the laces. I finally did it (without anyone's assistance) and got to my feet, unsure if I was even going to be able to walk to the car and drive home. Now I was looking for my handicapped friend who was no where to be found. I wanted so much to apologize to her, but I think I drove her out.


I got home and stayed on the couch from 3:30 till Midnight rotating the ice. Funny that my injuries are Left Knee and thigh and then my Liver (encapsulated hematoma) and (R) armpit. And of course, it's back to the neck, but just a little bit when I extend it. I am okay today but guarding a little.


Now I need to go back to the pro-shop to see if he can smooth out the bottom tooth, because I don't think that I will be performing any Lutz, or loops or death spirals or Hamel Camel's in the future. Yes, I am going to try it again but not on a Sunday afternoon