I think I have Information Deprivation Disorder

While doing a clinical rotation in OB last week, which is required for my position annually, I was bordering on a minor anxiety attack. For the first time in a very long time, I was without my cell phone.

Today, while working on all of my social media accounts, surfing the web and watching Twitter simultaneously, I came across a Tweet—

@LaurenCandito: New on the SMS Blog: Many show withdrawal symptoms after 24 hours without technology

During brief period standing in line at the market, I have found myself reaching for a phone I left in the car, realizing that I no longer am able to just stand still and occupy myself without a digital distraction. After having it happen on more than one occasion, I thought that I may have an issue until that day last week in clinical.

I reached for an absent mobile.

I reached for missing paper & pen that is my backup distractor and battery-less blogging tool.

There was no way to distract myself.

I almost panicked.

Then the link to the above post.

I may have Information Deprivation Disorder.

I need to get over it.

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brevity you are my previous post

So I attempted to start a post yesterday from the WordPress app on my iPhone. It went horribly wrong and I not only ended up with a very short blurb, but the photo I wanted to post didn’t upload.

*sigh*

I guess that is what I get for hosting my own version of WP on my own server. And not updating it for quite a long time.

*double sigh*

With that said, I fixed the photo, but not the text. I thought it best to leave it as is and try to explain it today.

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My Domain

Over the past few years, I began to realize that the major things in my life (goals, accomplishments, to-dos) all come to a definitive point of resolution. They end, but not necessarily on my time line. Becoming an RN took me almost failing out of Michigan State, joining the Army and living all over the country before I finished with my MSN (at a much better school—read: fate!). If I would have succeeded on my timeline, I would have ended up living in Michigan my entire life and probably not gotten past my BSN.

Even with all of my accomplishments, the non-definitive point of resolution related to my maintaining a healthy weight and physical life style has eluded me. It is all about timing. I started eating a vegetarian diet (still eating eggs and cheese if you must know) the first of the year. This is not a resolution or some fad diet that I am trying out to lose weight. I don’t think eating meat is a bad thing, or that we should all quit wearing leather and fur. I want to learn to cook differently, have more of a purpose for my garden and my chickens (I have 12!) and find the desire to explore culinary variety which I would not be exposed to by eating what is comfortable and what is known.

Tonight I counted 16 different vegetables in the courses I prepared. SIX-TEEN.

My mother would be so proud.

So I sit here tonight parked in my domain (see photo). Legs sore from the Spin class I suffered through (and I mean suffered), content knowing that I am starting with the little things, hoping that the timing is right, and all the pieces have fallen into place so I can consistently treat my physical body right.

Hopefully, this is my point of resolution.

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Simple changes

Sometimes, it is the small changes that make the biggest differences. Over the past two years, I have weaned myself off of plastic shopping bags (almost), recycle everything possible, stopped eating fast-food, no longer drink soda and am eating a vegetarian diet.

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What a Difference A Day Makes

Why is it that the birth of a new year brings hope, plans for positive change and the feeling of rebirth?

It amazes me what a difference a year makes.

I see great happiness, change and greatness in 2011.

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Great Happiness.

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Quote for Sunday

“Its the little things that make you happy.  It’s the little things that piss you off.”

–Dr. M.G.

I love working with Mark.  He has this amazing way of throwing a thought provoking quote into the middle of conversation.  Many times I wish I had written his words down for later contemplation.  Unfortunately, I usually have a syringe in my hand and a patient on the stretcher when they are spoken. 

Today I was lucky.

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9/365 I’m Finding Frogs Auntie Em!

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Gauge and his frogs . . . every 5 year old
should have rubber boots!

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4/365 Vacation ala Stinky Steve

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