Sunday, July 27, 2014

Eugene turns 26!


Last week, we celebrated Eugene's 26th birthday! We made it a week-long event, finding little opportunities in between our work schedules to celebrate another year of life and to praise God for His faithfulness in Eugene's 26 years of life. 

The celebrations started on Sunday. We met up with Eugene's friends to do a dual birthday celebration (happy bday Alex!) over some good sushi and expensive/fancy ice cream at Creamistry. 

We both had the day off from work on his actual birthday - which is a tremendous gift in and of itself in this season of our life. (Super rare!) I asked Eugene to pick 3 things to do on his birthday (anything in the world- no restrictions!). Eugene is such a simple guy - so it was no surprise to me when he chose 3 very simple (and sweet!) things to do for his birthday.  

His first request was to try the lobster rolls at SLAPFISH.  

We checked in through yelp because they were offering their WORLD FAMOUS lobster toast for free with every check-in. I don't know if that mini-lemon wedge or that sliced radish can give you any sort of reference for the generous treat that they provided us... but it was delicious nonetheless. :)


Eugene got the lobster roll. 


I got the lobster grilled cheese. 


It was delicious, but we both agreed it might not be somewhere we'd frequent - just because of the price. 

His second request was to just spend time at home, "chill" and watch Netflix. We did just that. We also took a nap and it was glorious.


 Truly the best kind of vacation for a homebody couple like us. :)

For his third wish - Eugene requested for sushi (again! It's his fave) and because my mom's birthday was just a few weeks ago - we celebrated both of their birthdays over some good sushi and home-made banana cream pie. (Thanks Kat!) 



It was a good week of celebrating - but I really never need occasion to praise God for Eugene or to be reminded of how lucky I am that God chose me to be his wife. Every year, every day I spend with him - I find more and more reason to give thanks for the loving/hardworking/faithful husband that He is and the amazing man of God He is growing to be. 

So thankful to be able to live my life with you and that we are running this race together. Cheers to another year of learning, growing and rejoicing together!

Xoxo

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

enjoy every season // life lately


A constant battle I have within myself is to find contentment in every season.

Something I'm realizing is that you don't have to look too far to find reason for discontentment in your day-to-day life and there's always a sense of longing for the next best thing. No matter how hard we try, it's almost our natural tendency to take for granted things/moments/people most precious to us. Lately, I've been praying for eyes to see the beauty in the ordinary and the glory in the mundane;   to see that God is purposeful in every season of my life (especially when it's most difficult!) I'm learning that if I take a moment to look deeply into the fine, intricate details of my sometimes-ordinary life - there are a million reasons to rejoice and give thanks every day. I'm trying to make lists of all of the wonderful things I can be thankful for every day. Even in the hardest days, under the most challenging circumstances - there is hope when you know that your God is always in control and that he can use any and everything to bring glory to Himself. I'm learning to enjoy and embrace every single season that God has given me.

In future seasons -  the challenges will look different but the core of my struggle will be the same. I may need to fight be to find joy and a heart of thanksgiving for things like diaper changing - driving to soccer practice, ballet rehearsals, PTA meetings - routine meal-planning -waking up in the wee hours of the night, etc. but here are a few things I'm thankful for today:

1.  Morning Starbucks runs  - and how waking up at 5:30am and driving in semi-heavy morning traffic can be done with excitement and anticipation.

2. My 6:00am accountability group - and our (almost) daily picture texts. It's amazing how much these girls keep me in check and spur me on to be faithful in guarding my time in the Word and in prayer even if we don't see each other face-to-face or engage in conversation on a regular basis. (hi peggy and hmc!)

3. Eugene and his creative, make-shift meals with our super limited pantry items - he has been so patient and gracious to me as I transition into this double-duty, double-job life. My favorite has been his salmon fried rice! My husband is truly the best!

4. Costco - our current obsessions have been chia seeds, Activa yogurts, Acai frozen packets, Cottage cheese and pre-packed salads.

5. Spotify - and for the amazing amount of joy and fun it brings me when spending hours upon hours in the car. I love singing to musical songs, learning harmonies for all my favorite slow jams and rocking out with my windows down! 

6. Pretzel Crisps, to-go hummus cups, fig bars, apple slices, string cheese and the sustenance it provides during my 10-12 hour-day on the road seeing my hospice patients!

7. Google maps - and the fact that it re-routes itself when I miss freeway exits because I'm too busy acting out a scene from a musical. Woops!

8. My awesome college staff team - I'm truly blessed to be able to serve with such a faithful group of people who have such a passionate love for God and for His people. They are truly one of the biggest blessings in my life and a huge source of encouragement to me. 

9. Pho 2000 in Artesia and the amazing late-night runs we're able to do because Eugene is in the middle of his summer break. Actually, thank God for pho - period! 

10. A short but sweet summer vacay to look forward to (We're going on a cruise in a few weeks!) and excitement and anticipation for all the ways that God will use Eugene's third (and hardest) year to grow us in our trust/dependence on Him!


Hopefully the first of many posts.
Let's always rejoice and give thanks!


 "Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus."
- 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 -

Monday, July 14, 2014

Yay, I'm a hospice nurse!

So about a month ago I started a new (second) job for a home health hospice company. 


Hospice is a type of care and philosophy of care that focuses on symptom-management (palliative) for patients who are terminally ill. Generally, my patients are usually people who have either been given less than 6 months to live, or decided to no longer pursue aggressive medical treatment. As a home health hospice nurse -  my job is to visit patients in their homes (wherever they live: home, nursing home, board and care, etc) and ensure that they are comfortable and all their symptoms are managed. One responsibility I also have is to answer "death calls" and visit people's homes after they've passed - as the hospice nurse, I have to ensure there are no longer signs of life, "pronounce" them, perform post-mortem care and make arrangements for the mortuary to pick up the body. (To be honest -- this is the only part of my job that I am a little fearful of. I haven't done one of these death calls yet!)

Whenever I tell people that this is what my new job entails - they get super freaked out and ask/say:
"Why would you want to do something like that?"
"That must be so depressing."
"Doesn't that make you feel depressed?"
"How do you cope with that? That's so morbid"
"I would never be able to do something like that. Dead people. Ugh. Gross!"

(image from: google)


I've received a variety of different responses - but little does everyone know, it has always been a goal of mine to be involved with hospice.

 In nursing school, I worked as a nursing assistant during the night shift to get more bedside experience before diving into the mysterious world of nursing. What I learned during that year and a half of answering call lights, assisting with bed pans and getting myself elbow-deep in diarrhea was that I had no idea what exactly I was getting myself into. I had never had anybody in my immediate family hospitalized before, and I actually have never had someone in my family pass away. The idea and reality of death had never been something I had to experience - and I realized in my maroon-scrubbed, bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, racoon-eyed experience was that I was a true newbie when it came to death. It was on one of my night shifts as a nursing assistant that I witnessed my first patient die. To this day, I still remember the utter horror I felt and the absolute disbelief I was in after my patient died. I had given her a bed bath and done catheter care for her earlier that night - she had some trouble catching her breath in between her soft-spoken words and had requested some breathing treatments throughout the night - but this was nothing out of the ordinary for her. And then, just like that she was gone. I remember her husband coming out to the nurses' station, beckoning us to come and check up on his wife. "Something's not right," he said. The next thing I remember is standing above her cold, lifeless body learning how to perform post-mortem care. As we were cleaning her body and preparing it for the morgue - all I remember is not knowing what to say. I was completely speechless for hours. I watched the husband quietly weep as he packed up his things to go home. He thanked us, picked up his things, took one last glance at his wife and left. Speechless. My mind was blank. I was so freaked out. That experience taught me that I had absolutely no idea what to do/say/react/respond to people who are dealing with death or the idea of dying.

That next week I signed up to become a hospice volunteer and it was the best decision ever!
I was paired with a few handful of hospice patients at a time and I visited them weekly until they passed. When my patients would pass, I would simply get assigned to another patient. During these visits, I was able to casually build relationships with people who knew they were dying. I got to learn how to talk to people about death, and allowed them to share their stories. Volunteering for hospice taught me that hospice is not about death and dying, but about "helping them to live to the fullest until their very last moment".

As a hospice nurse, I have the unique opportunity to manage and oversee the care for these types of patients. It's truly a unique honor to be invited into the lives of those are so acutely aware of how limited their time on earth is. There is something so sobering about death. When death is near, all the frivolous and meaningless things in life are set aside and the truly important and valuable things come to the forefront. There is a greater sense of urgency to tie loose ends, reconcile broken relationships and to really find the "purpose of life".  Everyone becomes more spiritual, regardless of how agnostic/unbelieving they were during their adult lives.
 This job is a lot harder than I anticipated. I drive 80-100 miles a day, getting from house-to-house. Sometimes the families require a lot of consolation that I'm not always sure how to provide. You don't get a lot of resources when you're in home health - (i.e. where is my clean utility room? and my IV start kit? my Aspira drainage bags? My XR machines to confirm tube placement?) But regardless of how challenging its been to adjust to this new role - I'm learning to find joy and purpose of every patient encounter I have.

I'm praying that every visit I make - that I do so with purpose and with an unwaivering desire to give excellent care. I'm praying that I would grow a genuine sense of love and compassion for the patients and their families - that I would not merely check in and out but really desire to care for them as my own. I'm praying that this "may open to us a door for the word, to declare the mystery of Christ". I pray that the hope that can only be found in Christ be magnified through me as I build relationships with my patients and that they would be able to receive a sense of peace that is not of this world. I'm praying that God would use me to be a blessing to these people, and that I would really be able to love them, serve them and care for them in such a way that would bring Christ glory.

Please pray for me!

Love,
a new(bie) hospice nurse who really wants to honor Jesus.
:)

xoxo