Tonight, I work: A Night shift life.

I tried to sleep late. I went to bed around 2am. I woke up at around at 10am and just knew it was too early. I tried to stay in bed as long as I could. I tried reading a book and it almost did the trick, but it was too bright outside and my windows aren’t blacked out (note: get blackout curtains). I am working tonight, and the next 2 nights. I work from 7pm to 7:30am. I am a nurse and I have to be alert and awake and competent when the rest of the world is asleep.

Night shift life is an adjustment. I thrive in the day, but I am making this sacrifice to work nights so that I can receive my experience working in the Intensive Care Unit. I love my work and this sacrifice is worth it but this adjustment is rough. I’m so uncertain if I can make it to the two year mark before getting a transfer request, but I know I am going to try my hardest.

Since I work the next three nights, this means I need to prepare all my meals today. I should have done it yesterday but I was tired from the weekend. I’ll pay for it this week.

I work well with list, so I am going to make a list of things that will get me through this week.

  1. Black tea – I am starting to love unsweetened black tea, and I get a free refill at the lobby Starbucks
  2. Keto Diet – I lost 5 lbs in a week and have had the side effect of energy and needing less sleep to be as alert. Also, no carbs means no food coma at 4am.
  3. Prepared – I’ve done all the laundry I need to get through the week
  4. It will go by fast. The ICU hasn’t slowed down enough to allow me to get sleepy
  5. I get the 4 days off after.

I want to bulletjournal again soon. July is coming and I haven’t made my layout yet. I’m thinking I can start that tomorrow before work, or at least create a draft of my next layout during my lunch.

I can’t help by dread how much I will miss my dog and my significant other. Being gone for 3 nights basically mean I see them Tuesday morning, and won’t see them again until Friday night when he gets home. I think this is the hardest part of the night shift for me.

I’m going to go prep my food now. Here is a list before I leave:

  1. Smoked Salmon with arugula and pepitas, greek dressing (45 min dinner break x3)
  2. baby bel minis and italian meats (emergency snack)
  3. tajin for sweet cravings
  4. black tea for +3 nights
  5. keto tortilla + shredded meats and salsa and cheese (9pm 15 min snack break x3)
  6. Blueberry cheesecake smoothie – blueberries, cottage cheese, soy, yogurt for ‘breakfast aka before work’ x3


’til next time,



So. You found me here.

If you could list who I am in words, you would find the following:

Registered Nurse

Graduate Student





& Dog-mom.

I could stop there and I would, momentarily, feel that list of words would be sufficient in describing all the things I am, right now. But it isn’t.

I am a single woman, in her early 30s, living in San Diego. I’ve been forever overweight (in varying degrees) and trying to lose it since high school. However, I am physically active, which tells you I have an eating-whatever-I-want problem, and not the “I do nothing but sit” one.  I enjoy indoor rock climbing, hiking, kickboxing, taking pictures*, planning parties, and watching people on youtube put on make up. I also enjoy bulletjournaling when time allows. I have a bodice for when I go to renaissance faires as a patron. I have a lot of interests in a lot of things.

I graduated from nursing school in 2010, but recently transferred to the intensive care unit this year. This is important because, after 7 years of feeling like I knew my  way around the nursing field, my transfer to the ICU has me feeling like a new nurse again. And it’s incredibly frustrating and scary and disheartening. It’s also exhilarating, mind-opening, and wonderfully fulfilling work.

I love what I do, obsessively so.

At the same time, I entered my master’s program. Why did I do this at the same time?! Hubris. That’s the only way I can explain it to myself. I thought I could, and now I feel like I am drowning. I’m sure I am developing an allergy to APA style. Which is fine now because I’ve realized that the antidote is blogging.

Oh, and I started this blog. But I’m doing this mostly to vent and exercise my written voice. It’s been awhile. I don’t think my lengthy facebook posts to update friends, family, and colleagues are garnering me any fans. See, I’m all about freedom of choice. So if you find yourself on my blog, then you have chosen to be here. And remember, that’s your fault and not mine.

My plans for this blog post is to dump all things nursing and SoCal lifestyle related here. Between opinions on breaking medical news, to what I ate last night that was keto-friendly – I will want to talk about it. I’ve got a ton of interests in a lot of things, and sharing them is the only true thing that encompasses it all together. I’m not an expert at anything, but I like to think I have a fairly optimistic outlook on things.

I’ve got another paper to write and I just took my medicinal blog post cure. I’ll be back soon.





*I didn’t use the word ‘photography’ because what I do with a camera is not nearly as cool or deserving as that word requires.