White Noise. Cheesy Bracelet for Awesome Nurse

Love puppy, love Pacman, love chocolate covered almond, but most of all Bigfoot love white noise. Bubs too. So happy have fan in window tonight, prepare for dreadful forecast of hotness. (Hot enough to be a great blood sugar!) (Flap elbows, say badump-ch.)

Isn’t the fan just so refreshing and relaxing? And I love the sound it makes.

Me too. But wait. If white noise make harder hear Portuguese Water Hound family across street (no problem, really it fine. Really charming) barking in wee hours, also make harder hear Bubs small-voice, polite emergency requests, “I think I’m low. Excuse me? Hello? I feel low.” Maybe teach Bubs use buzzer? Ridiculous set up baby monitor system–house so small. Maybe jingle bell.

Meanwhile, Bigfoot scramble brain find way thank school nurse. Last day of school Thursday. Decide write heartfelt letter of thanks, accompany with bracelet Bigfoot personally find cheesy but everyone else seem like. Kind minimalist charm bracelet made from pliable metal. Each bracelet come with pre-determined meaning printed right on card. (Examples:  GRACE, PATIENCE, FORTITUDE, or LUCK, LOVE, PASSION or RENEWAL, HEALTH, STRENGTH or LUCK, RENEWAL, WASHINGTON, DC.) For nurse choose bracelet with COMPASSION, WISDOM, SOMETHING ELSE THAT DIDN’T TOTALLY FIT OUR SITUATION BUT WASN’T TOO GLARINGLY WRONG. Selection this bracelet make Bigfoot cry in car tiny bit. This nurse so good. So kind. Competent. Never show off or try seem know something not know. This quality so rare in non-diabetes medical people dealing with diabetes.

Like Billy Collins Lanyard Poem:

She gave me life and milk from her breasts, kept my child alive
and I gave her a lanyard. cheesy bracelet
She nursed me him in many a sick room, her office
lifted spoons of medicine to my lips, injected him with insulin
laid cold face-cloths on my forehead, put glucose tabs in his mouth
and then led me out into the airy light and sent me an email about it each day

and taught me to walk and swim, mix glucagon and inject it into a lemon
and I, in turn, presented her with a lanyard. cheesy bracelet
Here are thousands of meals blood glucose measurements, she said,
and here is clothing and a good education the sound of my awesome boots clicking down the hallway to your classroom to check on you
And here is your lanyard cheesy bracelet, I replied,
which I made with a little help from a counselor. purchased at the bookstore

Here is a breathing body and a beating heart,
strong legs, bones and teeth,
and two clear eyes to read the world, she whispered,
and here, I said, is the lanyard cheesy bracelet I made at campgot at the bookstore
And here, I wish to say to her now,
is a smaller gift—not the worn truth

that you can never repay your mother school nurse,
but the rueful admission that when she took
the two-tone lanyard bracelet from my hand,
I was as sure as a boy parent could be
that this useless, worthless thing I wove bought
out of boredom desperation would be enough to make us even.



  1. MelissaBL · June 20, 2012

    You are brilliant. Love the poem.


  2. Nicole P · June 20, 2012

    So, if I were the school nurse, I would want a copy of this post with heartfelt letter. Absolutely beautiful, smart, and perfectly not cheesy. xoxo


    • Katy · June 20, 2012

      But I don’t want her to feel like she has to make a big deal about how much she likes the bracelet! Maybe I’ll mail her a hard copy of the poem in July.


  3. Kim · June 20, 2012

    This has quickly become one of the blogs that I have to read as soon as I find out there’s a new post. This is brilliant!


    • Katy · June 20, 2012

      wow. whoa. wow. that made me feel really happy. thanks.


      • Nicole P · June 20, 2012

        I second that. I love to read your stuff. And yes, hard copy in July! She needs to see that poem. Sometimes school nursing = thankless… I love that you’re making it not so… 🙂


    • Linda · June 20, 2012

      Me too, Kim. “LUCK, RENEWAL, WASHINGTON, DC”… Your blog often makes my day. Thank you Bigfoot. Sounds like a very special nurse. Happy summer!


  4. Zak · June 20, 2012

    I wish we had this nurse, damn.

    We saw our nurse TWICE this school year. TWICE.

    I think I will buy myself this bracelet, you know, for driving to school every day at noon and doing the nurse’s job.

    The poem? Totally BRILLZ.


  5. Katy · June 20, 2012

    is it a public school? Aren’t they legally obligated to…I don’t know…make it safe for Z to attend school? What if you were a single parent and had a job an hour away from the school? Is this a special Texas thing? What do the Ritalin/asthma kids do??? Err—I MEANT COLORADO! My blue state underpants were showing.


  6. Reyna · June 21, 2012

    Me too…LOVE YOUR BLOG!!! And I hop over here STAT when I see a new post. AND…so,so,so get the fan – not – hearing – your – kid/alarms – issue. The heat index has been 100 here…headed to the lake or pool again today…I am sweating while typing this to you at 7am – OY!!!!


  7. shannon · June 27, 2012

    lanyard poem remix = brilliant

    our school nurse left at the end of this school year, cue much distress on my part. she has been so awesome for the past three years and now we have to start over. AUGH.

    i gave her some flowers, gift card and weepy goodbye in her office. still not enough to say thanks.


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