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Saturday we went for a drive in Indiana.
It was relaxing.
Stopped at a mom and pops place for
a late lunch/early supper.
Boyfriend had chicken breast with mac n cheese. I had
chicken liver and gizards. It was okay.
I took boyfriend to the ski slopes in Indiana. He's from Colorado. I thought he'd like to see our version of ski slopes.
My son loves to ski. When he was high school
the city gave him an award for his work on the slopes
helping handicapped children ski.

I thought the old cop car was kind of neat looking...........and  the old feed store.
We found a local Winery.
Neither of of us like wine so we didn't bother to go in....... but we might go back
to buy gifts.

On our way home I got a text message from daughter telling me "call grandma. she says it's important."
My first thought was my sister is dead from drug use. (it's almost funny if it weren't so pathetic)
I was afraid to call my mom. But I did.........................................mom was having GI bleeding and wasn't sure if she should take her "blood thinner."
The rest of the story is told on a post from Monday i think.......

I worked yesterday.
I had a new patient come in towards the end of my shift so I ended up
working until 10:30 pm. My feet were burning by the end of the day.
The whole work day sucked except when the new physician assistant, who I really like as a person and as a professional, told me Dr. P told her that I was a good nurse, that she can trust me to follow through with and follow up on things.
She didn't have to tell me. But she did. It made me feel good................and.............
It made me feel a little guilty for snapping at her earlier in the day. She's new to our facility so she has lots of questions and needs a little hand holding.
I'm so busy it's difficult to be patient. I'm sorry for snapping at her. I wish I could take it back.