About

SuzRocks: The place for adventure, altruism, anesthesia, and giggles*.

I believe any one person, no matter how small and insignificant they may feel, can impact this world for the better…you don’t have to be a professional to make a difference in someone else’s life.

Although, in an effort to stop you from ending someone else’s life, we would all prefer you be a professional if you’re going to give anesthesia.

This blog is me, trying not to die, while I rock the world, one pebble at a time.  At any one time, it may be filled with deadly hobbies, dirty beds in foreign countries, and/or a lot of blood and guts.

Through this journey, my goal is to act justly, love mercy, and walk with humility.

*(Lots and lots of giggles.)

A little about me…

I don't really wear cool glasses like these. But I wish I did- that's why I stole them from a little girl.

After a stint as a rodeo clown and a failed career as a professional midget tosser, I’ve settled in nicely as a nurse.

Who wouldn’t want a job where they can wear pajamas to work every day?

I like funny people and think that laughter is the best medicine- which could be why my patients haven’t had the best survival rates in the past.

I’ll never understand traffic jams, rude people or parking garages. I’ll eat anything that has fresh cilantro in it.  I have a fondness for travel, koala bears and the Spanish language.

Baseball games are good only for the beer and the boys. I’m a bibliophile. REI may be my favorite store. Usually, I pick out wine based on how cool the label looks.

‘Weird’ should be spelled ‘wierd’. I own more impractical shoes than I could possibly wear in a reasonable period of time.  You would go deaf if you heard me sing. I’m going to write a book someday.  Climbing up rocks and mountains and then attempting to ski down is a little obsession of mine.

Anyone who doesn’t admit that they pick their nose is a liar. I’m a rebel and an outlaw; I eat raw cookie dough, rip the tags off my pillows, take 20 items through the express grocery line and occasionally lick knives. It’s surprising that I’m still alive to talk about it……

I have a dog named Maile and a husband named Justin, both whom I love very much.  I love my husband more though- I think this means great things for our marriage.

I am capable of  being serious and grown up.  I try not to exercise that capability too often.  Unfortunately, it seems to be a losing battle due to aging and the desire to accomplish more things in my life.   I have a passion for using my knowledge and abilities for helping the poor and marginalized people of this world.

A few years ago, this led me to leave previously mentioned husband behind in sunny Colorado and move to dreary Michigan to attend graduate school at the University of Michigan-Flint. I finished school, moved back to Colorado and am now a Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist (CRNA).

Anesthewhat?!?

I also have problems pronouncing it.

I’m the person giving you the good drugs and putting you to sleep before surgery.  It’s always considered a plus when I wake you up afterwards.

Since I’ve got myself edu-macated now, in no particular order, the plan is to climb a lot of really tall mountains, write a book, and rock the world.

I would also like a unicorn as a pet.  One that flies and has sparkly wings.

Newly edited to add:
I never got my pet unicorn, but in May of 2014 I did have a baby. In my opinion, she’s way better than a unicorn. Have you ever tried to spoon a unicorn? Thought so. Our little girl, Lula, only has half of a heart (Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome). By four months old, She had two open heart surgeries and will have another around two years of age. She is amazing and our life has changed for the better with her in it. She is our Princess Warrior.