I went to work today, sure we'd all be talking about last night. I was busting at the seams; still clapping and cheering. Alas, it was business as usual. How could that be? My life has changed. I felt like I just had a baby and no one noticed. Oh, they're just young and don't know how hard we've worked to get to last night. I told myself that to quite my emotional swell. But the patients...why didn't they say anything? Their lives will change. Don't they know that? Our social worker noticed. We hugged for a moment and then he left to pick up free baby clothes from a donation site. I want to bask in it. I want to talk endlessly about the future.
My name really isn't Molly and I'm really not a canine. Molly was my best friend Golden Retriever. I'm using her name so I can write about things and remain anonymous.
I'm a Registered Nurse living in a very beautiful part of the US. I work at an inner-city community clinic which serves the poorest of the poor; homeless, sick, uneducated, immigrants, etc. They are sometimes a difficult population but if clinics like ours were not available, they would not get medical care. While some of my stories are sad and difficult, I do have a sense of humor about a lot of it. Partly, it's my personality and partly because one has to in order to survive there. The pay is crappy, the work conditions aren't great but I feel dedicated to this population. My patients teach me everyday.
I've got two amazing grown kids who are my best accomplishment. I'm divorced after a long marriage. I've been told I should write a book about my dating experiences. Believe me, some of them are quite entertaining. I'm still holding out hope that I'll meet the man with whom I want to spend the rest of my life.