My flank felt like an elephant was tap dancing on a hot railroad spike driven into my kidney.
Life Lessons With Morphine: The Beauty Of Pain
Author: Tripp
My name is Tripp. I am the father of two amazing children, who live with their amazing mother and her esteemed husband about nine hours north of me. I am a musician, and have self-released three albums over the last seventeen years. I am a registered nurse who specializes in trauma and intravenous access. My co-workers are a diverse and wonderful group. My job affords me the distinct and welcomed privilege of accompanying my fellow human beings through some of the most trying times of their lives. I have personally experienced a miraculous shift from a loathing and questioning of life to a passionate love and adoration of it, and I am committed to causing that shift within the lives of those around me. Cheers.
Shitting Bricks: Dealing With Fear In Life
I’ve only truly regretted the times when I stayed in my comfort zone, or ran back to it, when I knew damn well I was being called to greater things.
5 Ways to XXX Sex Appeal
All of your quirks, broken dreams, character flaws and blemishes create a unique mosaic that is absolutely, authentically YOU.
Poop And Love, Entry 5: A Bad Trip
So let’s break out the power buffer and polish the shit out of this turd. Sometimes life has the strangest way of . . . grabbing you by the throat and reminding you what your purpose is . . .
About A Breakup, Part 5 of 5: Rebuilding
"Jesus! What the Smith & Wesson hell is wrong with you?," I ask myself.
About A Breakup, Part 4 of 5: The Fallout
It's The Fallout, after all: the single biggest reason people . . . remain in a miserable relationship. . .
Room 1: The First Patient I Ever Lost
I will tell you the story of the first patient I ever lost. I'm no stranger to patient death. If you're going to be a nurse (or anyone in the medical field for that matter), it's something you will deal with routinely. This post is in reference to a patient who suffered a critical event while [...]
Life and Death: A Different Sort Of Birthday
I refocus and reach to lower her to the floor. I prepare to start compressions on my mom. Just before I lift her, she takes another shallow breath.
When The Shit Goes Down
Every time the shit has gone down in my life...I decided that I should just get used to the mediocrity...And yet, here I am.
Poop And Love, Entry 4: I. Am. Iron Man. (Success!!!!!!!)
Let me tell you a secret about experiencing the miraculous in life: Declare a goal, something big, something that scares the shit out of you, and then commit to deliver on it, even if you have no idea how you're going to do it.
The Impossibility Movement 