Wishes

I was just like you. I was born on a Thursday, too. We had the same hair and eye color. I grew up straight and tall and you saw it.

You knew I would get married, but you didn't make it to the wedding (and you told me you wouldn't).

We named our little boy a good Irish name you would have liked and used your name as one of his middle names (with his other grandpa's name), and I did it just right, so you wouldn't be reminded of the father who abandoned you so long ago. As the folks in the neighborhood used to say when he was a baby, Bubba was a buster (see #3 here.)

A decade has passed, and on this day, I still think of you.

Happy birthday, Dad.

Love,

RehabRN

Nuggets for April 29

Oh, the joys of homework, yet again. Soon, however, this semester will be a memory.
So what does an avalanched grad student do in her free time outside with her laptop? Surf mindlessly, of course, in glorious weather, with her favorite brew at hand. Ah...if only life could be so sweet everyday.

Here are a few places of note from my meanderings on the internet lately.

From the blogosphere...
Gotta love teachers, and I just absolutely positively appreciated this post CrankyProf put up the other day. Priceless.

I got hooked on FML because Maha's got a link to it on her blog. As a mother, I especially appreciated this recent post. Thankfully, Bubba cannot take glass to school.

Finally, I ran into this article about names of famous diseases via casesblog.

More later...back to work...

Nuggets for May 6

Here are a few goodies I've found perusing the 'net this week. Enjoy!

Something to talk about later for me at work
Epstein-Barr Virus linked to MS from www.webmd.com

Grow, blog, grow (or things I need to be doing in my spare time)
I found these gems via KevinMD's blog:

How to grow your blog to the next level with SEO from problogger.com
How to write magnetic headlines from copyblogger.com

Etc. (stuff with no category)
Trendy baby names tend to fade fast Surprise, surprise!
CDC: Don't eat raw alfalfa sprouts. Thankfully, I stopped years ago.
Face transplant patient steps forward from www.nytimes.com


Finally, it's about time category
Health insurers agree to end higher premiums for women from www.nytimes.com

Heard on the unit...

Here are a few of the gems I heard this weekend on our unit.

"I'm getting my own room in front to be closer to you." Mr. J.

Mr. J. said this to me when he got moved up to our private room when Ms. R. left this week.
What did he do to win the suite, you ask? Why he came up positive on his last UAC&S for acinetobacter in addition to the MRSA he already has in his wound. He was just saying that because my boss seems to assign me to the patients on the front end of the unit a lot more than the back.

"Ah. My Pepsi angel!" Mr. K.

I brought in a couple for him to keep him quiet but it didn't work. His behavior may or may not have been related to his suddenly missing Gabapentin order. He's got it back now and is more lucid than he's been in days.

"I hear the boss is alphabetizing everyone." Mr. J. (again)

Mr. J. got booted from his private suite when the other Mr. J. came up positive for acinetobacter, too. Besides that, two of our Mr. HIJ's (not their real names, but they are similar) got put in the same room, too, because the boss needed a three-bed room available for our new admissions next week. So much for avoiding similar names in the same room. It just makes for more excitement with the bed bingo that always seems to happen on our unit.