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Tag Archives: nurse
Nurse Bitterpill: Bittersweet Forget-Me-Not’s
This post has taken me a week to write because it is such an emotional transition in my life. I am sorry if it seems disconnected and rambling, as I am typing this with a quivering lip and watery eyes. … Continue reading
Ghetto Gourmet: Christmas Coffee
Today I will instruct you on how to make a festive holiday coffee out of the wretched crap they provide at work mislabeled as coffee. Honestly, they should call it Coffee-like Potting Soil-esque Product. This shit is usually the Velveeta … Continue reading
Posted in Ghetto Gourmet
Tagged Christmas, coffee, corporate medicine, culinary genius happens when you're desperate, Ghetto Gourmet, life, nurse, nurse bitterpill, peppermint, the joys of working for a soul sucking corporation, well meaning church groups fattening me up with tons of candy
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Nurse Bitterpill: Every minute is a new day
I’ve been neglecting Nurse Bitterpill lately. Not exactly on purpose. I’ve just been so busy with everything going on in my world that I just haven’t gotten around to updating her blog. The other night at work, I had one … Continue reading
Walk Tall And Carry A Banana
Conversations lately have been very personal. It seems that the more bricks I remove from my walls built from fear and doubt the more people, people I’ve known for years, want to know who the woman is standing before them. … Continue reading
Posted in Music Is The Best, Stupid Human Gets A Clue, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged Amy's life, art, buddhism, dreams, enlightenment, fat, fear, god, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, I am a Motherfucking Superhero, infertility, inspiration, life, LIttle E, love, magic, marriage, me, music, nurse, nurse bitterpill, pagan, Pink Floyd, Reanimating the warrior goddess, religion, Rockstar Junkie Chronicles, Roger Waters The Wall Live in Berlin, roller derby, Self Discovery, sexy motherfucker, stupid life, The Bloggess, the fucked up upbringing that made me this way, The Wall, walk tall and carry a banana, writing
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Bad Medicine, Good Intentions
I’ve been back to work for one week and already I’m just as exhausted as before vacation. It didn’t take long for corporate medicine to suck the relaxation out of me. That is the issue I’m facing. I love being … Continue reading
Posted in Stupid Human Gets A Clue, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged Alzheimer's, Amy's life, art, Austin TX, buddhism, compassion, enlightenment, generosity, inspiration, life, magic, me, my rebellious teenage years, nurse, nurse bitterpill, Reanimating the warrior goddess, religion, Self Discovery, stupid life, tribe of awesome friends, writing
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Life, Death, And The Spaces Between
It’s taboo. No one wants to talk about it. No one wants to think about it. But everyone dies. It is a certainty. In my line of work I see death on a daily basis. It is never easy to … Continue reading
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Tagged Amy's life, death, life, me, nurse, nurse bitterpill, psychic
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