Well today I went to the wake of the patient who died.  It was pretty sad.  And also very awkward.  I went with one of my coworkers, which was fine.  But people were like literally stalking me out.  Mostly family members (whom I'd never met).  They were coming up to me and saying things like, "Are you Katie?  You're the nurse?  You MUST be Katie, we heard so much about you!"  It was very strange.  Literally, even when we were walking out the door, the deceased's sister followed us and said, "Excuse me, are you Katie?  I just wanted to tell you how much you meant to (insert patient's name here) and how great you were at taking care of her.  You meant so much to her and we are so thankful for all that you did for her and our family."

Ok.  I am beyond flattered.  But I was also horribly embarrassed.  Because I was there with another nurse who took care of the patient just as much as I did, yet no one said anything to her.  I dunno.  It meant a lot to hear that from the family members.  I was very close to this patient, as much as I try to deny it to myself.  It sucks that she's gone, and it sucks that she went the way she did.  But that's part of my job, that's the part that I've detached myself from.  I know she's in a better place and I hope her family can get through the holidays and be okay at some point.  They will be okay, just not for awhile.

So that kind of shook me a little bit.  Here I am, visiting, trying to offer my condolences to the family, and these people I don't even know are coming up to me and thanking me for the care that I gave.  That alone should be reason enough for me to wake up in the morning and go to work.  I didn't change the outcome of this patient's disease, but I helped her along the way, I helped her laugh when she was down, I helped make a difficult situation a little easier for them to bear.  That's incredible.  I'm honored that I touched them in such a way.

But do I have any desire to go through any of this again?  No.  But realistically, we don't have many patients that stay for 5 months at a clip, so it'll be hard to get attached like that again.

Whatever, that was a weird situation.

Aaaaaaand I'm pooped.  After I got home from the wake, I changed clothes and went to check on Craigers.  He's doing a lot better, though his head is still congested.  I found some Dayquil Sinus that I had in my medicine cabinet and brought it to him and that helped a lot!  YAY!  He's still sick, but better than before.  I bummed around with him for a few hours, took a nap.  He kept trying to kiss me, which is sweet, but EWWIES!  Keep your germs away!  I'm gonna get sick, I just know it.  That's the way this month has been.

Can I share something really gay and corny, but so incredibly sweet?  Craig has the new iPhone (4s!) and he likes to play with Siri, the voice command chick.  He asks her things like, "Where can I hide dead bodies?" and "Do you want fries with that?".  Today he goes, "Send text to Katie," and Siri asked what he wanted the text to say so he replied, "You have a nice rump," lmao.  But Siri misheard and it sent as "You have a nice rum" hahaha.  Derp.

That's not the cute part, though.  I was getting ready to leave and I was just bummed because of the whole wake thing and the fact that I had a three day weekend and barely feel rested and I didn't get to see Craig so now I'm gonna have to wait another two weeks before we can hang out over the weekend and BLAH.  Just really bummed out.  So Craig opened up Siri and said, "Set a reminder."  When Siri asked what he wanted her to remind him to do, he said, "Remind me to tell Katie how much I love her."  And Siri replied, "Okay.  How often would you like me to remind you to do this?"  And Craig said, "Everyday."  And she set the reminder and he kept it!  Awwwww presh!

I thought that was quite adorable, as he's sickly but still doing sweet things like that.

In other good news, our Christmas tree smells awesome!!  Craig's too congested to smell it, but I was thoroughly enjoying it hahaha.

We're having our holiday shift party on Wednesday.  I opted to bake cupcakes.  Which is dandy, but all my cupcake wares are at Craig's house.  As is the cake mix and the icing.  So now I don't know if I want to bake the cupcakes at his house on Tuesday or bring everything over to my house and make them Wednesday morning?  Mehhhh.... we'll see.  I'll figure that out tomorrow.

I am so fucking exhausted.  Even though I took a nap and did essentially nothing this afternoon/evening.  Sigh.  Time for bed, I think.