In honor of mothers

It's that time of year again. One I never fully understood until I joined the sorority of women over a decade ago.

The things you learn...

1. That those nine months seemingly last forever, but you never realize, the end may be a sprint.

2. After the sprint, you hit the marathon. Only a couple of other times in my life was I ever as physically exhausted as I was by taking care of a newborn. It's almost like a semi-permanent state of jet lag.

3. You'll never forget that first smile, or that first laugh.

4. You'll become the sentinel, the guardian, the protector, because that little cherub really is your heart walking around (or just plain escaped) outside of your body.

5. Everything and little things are milestones you'll want to record. Don't sweat it if you run out of film or space on your device so you have proof. A good story (told over and over) will be a family memory for generations.

6. Be kind and curious. So many folks don't appreciate those things anymore.

7. You'll miss your mother so much when she's no longer with you. I know I do. My mom never got to know Bubba or any of her other grandchildren. Losing her as a teenager meant she missed so much.

If you've never known your mom or the love of a mother figure, you may be sad today, too. But remember, if you are or planning on being a mother, you'll write your own story. Be the mother you want to be. The past is in the past for a reason. The present is a gift for you.

Enjoy your day and weekend! Happy Mothers' Day!

Let's be blunt...

Okay, sometimes as a rehab nurse, you have to do it.Using grandiose medical terms like micturition and defecation just don't cut it.

We have to ask "Did you pee lately? " (due to a variety of reasons) and "Did you have a bowel movement?"  Yes, nursing students, if you can't observe it, you have to get reports from your patients, and like those videos, you have to ask questions: color, consistency, etc.

We sometimes even resort to the old standby, especially for the really deaf hard-of-hearing folks, "SO-AND-SO (insert name here) DID YOU POOP LATELY?" This is always especially fun when the soundproofing is not so good in the exam room.

So, needless to say, since I have some of those old characters (many of whom don't hear well) as patients, I really enjoyed reading the headline below (which wouldn't surprise me if I heard it out of our folks..)

Michael Douglas: Oral sex caused my throat cancer (from the UK Guardian)

While Michael still needs some patient education, he may have already inferred something from the literature from the comments he made.

I just wonder how Catherine Zeta-Jones took it all when she picked up the paper.

More later...