Breathing reports are back…

I have been putting off writing about my pulmonary function testing done at the Hospital a while back, mainly for the reason that there was nothing exciting to report. That’s great news right? As soon as I stepped into the room I didn’t notice any treadmills like I assumed there would be. There was just a clear plastic box with enough room for one person to sit down inside. That’s where all the testing was done on me. It wasn’t that exciting, except I had to stop a few times due to the fact that some of the tests were a bit difficult.

Sitting down and doing the breathing test was easy, because I wasn’t exerting myself with exercising. I told the dude that it only happened when I was playing sports. I’m disappointed I couldn’t get to show him how my breathing affects me when I’m running.

It looked just like this (thanks google images!)

I thought I’d be set up like the V02 testing. I even brought my running gear with me :(

The specialist guy, mentioned to me that my breathing was normal, and above average in a few cases. Then he said “You didn’t hear that from me“. I assume it was because he’s not the Doctor (maybe he’d get in trouble for telling me?) looking at the results and the Lung Dr has to review them, then send them back to my family doctor.  Which I presume hasn’t happened because no one has called me back lol. I guess I need to calm the eff down when I’m running then. It is all mental.

See? Not really anything interesting to report, except for the fact that none of that explains why my whole life I have felt the need to yawn while doing strength exercises and difficulty breathing when running. But I’m sure glad the tests came back A+ and that I’m a healthy athlete!

Yay for running!

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Coming right up!

CSN stores contacted me not too long ago to do another review on either nightstands or anything else that I find on any of their 200 online stores, of my choice.  Of course I can’t tell you what I have picked out because it’ll most likely take a while to pick out something for me to review since there’s an abundance of stores and everything calls to me. Stay tuned for that coming up shortly…

Yesterday I ended up going shopping on my lunch break and bought a faux leather jacket. It was just $40, so I bought it — along with a pair of BCBG black flats which are desperately needed.

I think I steer away from black anything because brown is just more my style.

I am seriously contemplating returning the jacket since I’m not 100% set on it, and it doesn’t fit me like I want it to — fitted in the waist. It’s a bit box, and I mean it’s nice, but just not for me.

The hunt continues for a nice jacket, and a pair of fall/winter ankle/calf high boots!

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An eye opener

 

It has felt like decades since I last worked at the Hospital back home in Newfoundland. In reality, its only been since 2005. Funny how it seems like it was worlds away. I was just at a hospital last Wednesday to have my breathing test done. I’ll re-cap that on Wednesday or so, in case anyone is interested in hearing the results.

Oh gosh, remember the days wearing scrub pants from the hospital was popular? I admit, I thought it was awesome too. Until I started working there, and I definitely wanted to purchase my own! Now, I find it pretty gross that people wear the operating room uniform. The guy who did my breathing test last week had some scrubs on. Which totally made me want to yak up my lunch.

I worked at the Hospital for about 4 years, and of course bought my own scrub clothing after seeing what goes in the hamper and dirty laundry after cleaning out the operating rooms (yes! I did that!!) along with some incredibly violent with their food and … other bodily fluids on nurses and doctors uniforms. Not something that I’d like to wear, no matter the cleaning process it goes through. I could see myself getting a little out of hand and perhaps a minor OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) coming on after working there for a number of years. Thankfully it went away, but I was almost to the point that I didn’t want to touch elevator buttons or door handles anymore because I knew what went on.I always saw Nurses Aids and even nurses NOT washing their hands after using the restroom. Ugh.

For a number of years while I worked at the hospital, I held a variety of duties: I worked down in the psychiatric unit for a summer. Which to sum it up was eye opening, interesting , exciting and scary all at the same time. I also was a housekeeper cleaning the patient rooms, operating rooms, emergency rooms, and even bonded with some of the ambulance staff who fed me! HA!! I also ended up doing a Medical Terminology class half way through of my “years” at the hospital and switched over to being a ward clerk, which is essentially a secretary for the nurses and doctors. That consisted of 12 hour shifts of answering phones, making appointments and doing up new patient charts. I worked in the NICU (baby ICU ward — so sad), ICU (critical care), and of course on the floors and down in psychiatry again.

Man I made so much money while I was a student working away at the hospital, living with my parents. I now have a job that I completely love with minimum stress, with a fantastic boss and co-workers who are all super great. I mean, who can really say that? Working at the hospital was definitely an eye opener for me, and definitely mingled with a wide variety of personalities. I’m glad I had that opportunity to work there for so many years. Hard to appreciate it when you’re naive and immature like I was. But I certainly do realize that now.

What was one eye opening moment in your life, whether it be at a place of work, or elsewhere?

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