Showing posts with label nice to meet you.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nice to meet you.. Show all posts

Thursday, May 15, 2008

T.P.R.

The letters, T.P.R. stand for temperature, pulse, respiration. That's what nurses did all the time when I was working in a hospital. We had regular times when we went around taking everyone's temperatures, pulses, and respirations. The more critical patients had their T.P.R.s done more often.
In between times, I wrote. I was editor of the school newspaper in my first year of nursing school.
My love of story telling began when I was a pre-teen and helped to watch a toddler. Another girl and I would make up stories to entertain him.
In junior high school I had a column in the school paper I named "Flash". I went around every month and tried to get information and news to put into my column. In high school I helped out on the year book staff. I loved my English lit. class.
In college, after nursing school I took quite a few English and writing classes, which I enjoyed.
Life gets busy, as you know, and the next time I began to write was when I ripped the tendon in my knee. I was working at a nursing home at the time and the halls were long. The work stopped and I began to read some of the Harlequin books. One day I decided to try writing one. That was a happy day because I found I enjoyed making up stories and characters almost more than I enjoyed reading about them. I wrote a couple short stories and had them published in a nurses magazine. They asked if I would write articles and I did that, too.
That comes down to the T.P.R. I write mostly, but not entirely, about nurses and doctors. I write short stories, novels, and some poetry, too.
I'm looking forward to having a short story in a magazine soon.
I wrote a long story about six girls going through nursing school in the 1950s and am trying to decide what to do with that. I might break it up into smaller stories. Next time, I'll try to tell you more about the nurses.
Have to go for now.