Buckets.

As I have mentioned, my bucket list is ever changing and growing, and so far has stayed tucked away in the drafts folder of my email account.  However elusive as this may seem, I would like to make clear that I do not take any of the items lightly and consider them all vital.  I was reading it the other day and making action plans for each when I came upon perhaps the most dodgy item : "Save a human life."  Now, I know that I am a nurse and play a part in human lives every day that I work, but that is not what I mean.  I want to be present in a dire situation and have the nerves and courage to not choke in the clutch.

Lofty dream, because burning buildings aren't that easy to come by and you can't guarantee that you will ever come upon a life and death situation that you can help.

Plus, how morbid would I be if I woke up every morning hoping someone's life needed to be saved?!

So my solution is this:  registering with the National Bone Marrow Program.  You still never know when you might be needed, but the fact that I can save someone's life by being willing to be poked in the hipbone seems a reasonable way to up my chances to contribute.

So I registered, am waiting for my kit to be tissue matched, and will be keeping myself healthy so that when shit hits the fan, my hips wont lie.  

Please consider.  Love Love Love.