My co-workersWell, another year has gone by and I really do not feel any older. I was actually working this year, both on the morning and the evening of my birthday. It really was not a bad way to celebrate. I was surrounded by friends doing a job that I really love and although it was busy, it was not a bad night. No one died.
My first celebration was two days before my birthday since that was the only time the whole family could get together. Mom and Adrian cooked my favorite meal and my favorite carrot cake. My brother and his family came over. It was a fun evening.
On the morning of my birthday, I had a dinner packed by my mom the day before. Can you imagine a 40 something having their lunch packed by their mom? It was the delicious leftovers from the night before. I would let her pack a lunch for me whenever she wants to! I had salmon with pineapple salsa, spinach, asparagus, sautéed red, yellow, and orange bell peppers, sweet potato fries and salad. I left the carrot cake at home for another time. I did not want to be in too much of a food coma.
My co-workers are great. They organized a little dinner and cake event for the evening of my birthday. We had sub sandwiches, chips, fresh strawberries, chips, cake and ice-cream. The charge nurse is the person in charge of making the unit run smoothly. On my birthday, our charge was the organizer of the food and such. She was concerned that I thought they forgot, so she let me know that there was something planned, and we would get to it as soon as we could, but not to expect it before midnight. So, technically, my birthday was not celebrated on my birthday.
I don’t think I will make a habit of working on my birthday, but it would be okay if it happens every now and then.
My first celebration was two days before my birthday since that was the only time the whole family could get together. Mom and Adrian cooked my favorite meal and my favorite carrot cake. My brother and his family came over. It was a fun evening.
On the morning of my birthday, I had a dinner packed by my mom the day before. Can you imagine a 40 something having their lunch packed by their mom? It was the delicious leftovers from the night before. I would let her pack a lunch for me whenever she wants to! I had salmon with pineapple salsa, spinach, asparagus, sautéed red, yellow, and orange bell peppers, sweet potato fries and salad. I left the carrot cake at home for another time. I did not want to be in too much of a food coma.
My co-workers are great. They organized a little dinner and cake event for the evening of my birthday. We had sub sandwiches, chips, fresh strawberries, chips, cake and ice-cream. The charge nurse is the person in charge of making the unit run smoothly. On my birthday, our charge was the organizer of the food and such. She was concerned that I thought they forgot, so she let me know that there was something planned, and we would get to it as soon as we could, but not to expect it before midnight. So, technically, my birthday was not celebrated on my birthday.
I don’t think I will make a habit of working on my birthday, but it would be okay if it happens every now and then.
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