International Women's Day.

In the old days, when we were in need of entertainment my spouse might offer up this question:"What time in history would you most like to live in?" "Do I get to be a man? Cause if not I'm not going anywhere."I like that I can own property. Maybe I will someday! I am grateful for the sacrifices made by many over the centuries opening vast realms of what was a man's world to all life creating, cycling with a m-fing celestial body human women.Nursing is to its core, in all the best and all the worst ways, a traditional women's profession. Essential parts of a critical care training I did today included tactics for manipulating a provider into completing a task (use their pride), how hard work is mandatory and don't count on being recognized, and the importance of your intuition. These things I will happily lean into in the workplace. I love women's work. But God help me I'm going to elevate it. I want recognition with my effort. I want power with my responsibility.But hey. Now I find the great quandry of the woman in her childbearing years is all up on me. I can't be all the nurse I want to be, and I can't be all mother.When I'm woe is me I turn to my fav lady sage, Madeleine Albright, who I liked before she said that there was a special place in hell for women who didn't help each other. Now I love her.I subscribe to her advice (actually I keep a clip from the American Master's film Women of her on my phone so I always have a little guru with me). You can have everything. But not at the same time. Women's lives come in segments.  Also you do not have time turn this into a Vimeo clip so you video the thing and post it on your dusty old blog. [wpvideo q5q2Oguo] Happy Women's Day!