"Good Experiences"

I have discovered a new thing about life. There are many things that will set you up to be able to accomplish what you want to in life. Often these are classed as great experiences that teach you so much and help you grow as a person. I came here hoping for one of these experiences or rather a time of this. A time of preparation, learning, growth and lovely stuff like that. I just never realised that what gave you that really great experience often was the hard times that you learnt from. This applies for me at the moment particularly at work. The shifts where i learn the most are the ones that are the very hardest. The ones where there are two many patients, or very sick patients, or a big emergency or the many unexpected things happening. And the shift finishes (as thankfully they all do) and you are exhausted and ready to quit but in actuality you have developed the most in that day. There are probably many paralels to life in general that I could draw if I had the mental capacity at the moment but I will leave that to you. My brain took leave after suffering 4 night duties and the subsequent sleep deprivation. I am not feeling to bad now but my brain is not yet back. Anyway my sister is online in Canada and I would prefer to talk to her than type here so thus ends post.

Home for the Holidays

Okay so it's not my holidays but I am home. It seems sometimes that I spend more time in Brisbane than I do in Chinchi. I certainly have spent more of my days off here. But I have proper excuses. Such as this weekend, I have the engagement party of a very good friend as well as the goodbye party for my sister who is moving to Canada for a year. I will miss her lots but it's great to see her and I will be back next weekend to see her off at the airport.
It's nice to be home. I have my real bed which is twice the size of my current bed (can't wait to have a house so I can have my bed), I get to see my family and friends, I can sleep lots (cuz I am only home on my days off which means no work - Yay!) and I get to do stuff I can't do at home. It's strange and interesting having to homes. I leave home to go home no matter which way I am travelling. But I am starting to feeling accustomed to my life there and I miss it when I am away. Actually I miss life here when I'm not here too but at least I get to have both.
I had such a great day at work yesterday. I decided to have a good day. As I said to another staff member, "I am having a good day, by choice not by circumstance". Which was good because the circumstances of the shift yesterday were pretty busy, difficult and stressful but I kept choosing to have a good day and by then end of shift I was still having a good day. Granted this week was the first in a long time that I wasnt sleep deprived.
I have discoved a great way to catch up on sleep. Get sick. Then you can take the day off work and you feel so rotten that you stay in bed anyway and your body needs to sleep and so it does. That was my strategy this week at least. Not that I planned the getting sick (and certainly couldnt control it) but it meant that over 2 days I probably got about 24hrs of sleep. I felt so good after that. But it accidentally erased some of that by staying up late talking to a friend last night. Ah well, better have a nap today then.