January 2012
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“I don’t search for the meaning of life. That’s a waste of my brain cells. I’m about as deep as kiddie pool.” -Bf waxing poetic.
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Got the MacBook Air! Wow, graphics look so much better!!
Off to the gym :)
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December 2011
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I think I’ve made it. My first holiday season not speaking to my father. His distanced brother left a message asking me to call him, no doubt to tell me to take pity on my father. When I mention it’s making me sad, everyone tells me I have to decide yes or no to him being in my life. Grandma tells me I’ve made the right decision.
His birthday is next week. He can call me. But...
Home from the endoscopy.
Afterwards I was informed that in the future I should let doctors know I have a very high tolerance for anesthesia and they suggest a much stronger dose of propofol.
I thought I’d be fun and loopy, but instead I’m just kinda sleepy. And it really freaking hurts to eat right now.
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Tomorrow they’re putting a camera down my throat, checking out the nice acid home my stomach has made, and leaving behind a 24 hour pH monitor.
But, more importantly, how does this concern you?
Well. They give people pretty fun drugs for endoscopies. I did a bunch of them on my last rotation. Several patients (who had never seen me before) told me they loved me. One spit on me. Oh and one...
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Guess what y’all??
I just got home from my last day of surgery rotation!! And also, last day of the rotation year!! Goodbye to 4:30am wakeups with getting home at 7:30pm. Goodbye to my favorite rotation all year.
Most everyone is kind of confused about just what a physician assistant is and how we are trained, but this is kind of a big deal. Kind of on par with finishing med school, minus...
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I don't want to run. I don't want to run. I don't...
Against: heartburn, shin splint, haven’t in a week, 5 miles is on the schedule next?? yeah right, it’s cloudy, I’m cozy, I’m wearing my Santa socks- can’t run in those
For: the guilt, oh god the guilt of not working out!!!, fitness, sanity
So basically I’m going to have a cup of tea with a spot of shut the *bleep* up, put on my running pants and suck it up!...
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