*Pebble ice. All I can eat.
*Warm blankets at my fingertips. Especially useful at 3AM.
And there you have it. Not that I especially dislike other parts of being a nurse, but I am still settling in, finding my place, learning, realizing that LTAC probably isn't my calling in life, and adjusting to life as a "lady of the night," (as my elderly nursing instructor used to so affectionately call graveyard nurses). It gives me some comfort that I paid a small fortune for pebble ice and warm blankets - all that time spent in school isn't a total loss.
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