You can hate me...

This is the view from the back door of our vacation rental recently. Got the whole family including my mother out here.

:)

Friday, we flew. And flew. And flew. Damn, that's a long flight. Good thing United has showtunes to listen to on the flight. :) Got to the island, got the car, drove to the house and collapsed.

Saturday, we explored the town of Hilo. Went to the farmer's market, got fresh fruits including the sweetest, juiciest pineapple I had ever eaten. Grilled out for supper. Used the house's pool and hot tub. Life is good.

Sunday, went to Volcano National Park. THIS WAS FRICKEN AWESOME!!!!! Kileaua is stupendously huge. The lava tube was a fun hike. No surface flow, but still a sight. Pele is quite the artist. Then we drove to Ka Lae, the southern most point in Hawaii, and by extension, the US. Crazy folks were jumping off the cliff into the water (probably about 30-40 feet).

Monday, went exploring in the Puna region. Went to some volcanically heated pools and swam there. Grilled some Ahi for dinner, along with some fresh veggies that we got Saturday.

Tuesday, went horseback riding on a ranch in Kohala. This was amazing scenery. My horse's name was Ula and when we were introduced all I could think of was "Ula dance again!" from The Producers. Ula, evidently, had some strong ideas about how SHE wanted to spend the day. As in she did NOT want me on her back. She bucked and pranced and shook. It's been 25+ years since I've been on horseback, but my legs remembered...adduct them. :) We then went to a luau for dinner. Both kids were impressed by the fire dancing. I introduced my daughter to the concept of eye candy. We both agreed on who the hottest male dancer was.

Wednesday, we did nothing but hang out at the house. Our legs needed to recover.

Thursday, we explored Puna region some more. This time we went to the eastern-most point to check out the purest air. Hiked to tidepools. Explored Hilo some more.

Flew home yesterday...looooooonnnnnnnggggggg flight, made worse by the fact that 2 kids sitting next to me were out of control AND THEIR MOTHER WAS SOUND ASLEEP!!!!! I spent most of the ride correcting them, taking back my son's toys that they had just taken from him, and generally being annoyed by other people's parenting skills.

I don't wanna be on call tomorrow.
*pout*

Snake Eyes

11. Eleven.

My dear Baby Boo, I can't believe it. May 25th, 2000 was the most amazing day in my life because I got to meet you. And now you are 11 years old.

I am proud of the young lady you have become. You have a kind heart and obviously try to take care of everyone (human and animal) that you meet.

From this:




To this:




Happy birthday, sweetie.

Intern memories

We were required to do one month of inpatient internal medicine. As you can probably guess, this was a VERY unpopular month for OB.

I got lucky - my month was February - shortest month, which meant one less call night of medicine. My team consisted of an awesome attending, a great resident, a FP intern who had a family emergency mid-month and left the service, and last (at certainly least) a medicine intern who wasn't competent to count her fingers, much less care for patients. Our resident had her hands full dealing with her daily fuck-ups.

So after the FP guy left, I got his load and mine. Plus extra call (should have taught me to gloat to the other interns in my class that I got the best month). The resident decided that on weekends the other intern and I would each take one day. I would always round with the attending, and the other intern would round with both the resident and the attending. So one weekend, I was rounding with the attending. We had a patient with some electrolyte abnormalities...his mag was low. And we were discussing replacement. The attending looked at me and asked "Do you know how to dose mag?"

I looked right back at him and said "The way I give it would give YOU a coronary! But yes, I'm comfortable giving mag."

He just laughed and put that order in the chart. He was awesome - he rounded on 2/3 of the patients and wrote the stupid notes himself because he saw the load I was trying to do.

Going back

To my original name for vaginal hysts: God-damned vaginal hysterectomies.

My back is feeling the pain from yesterday. I'm sure the assist's is as well, since we both were moaning by the end of the case. I'm proud of getting this one out, due to combo of many factors to up the difficulty factor of the case, but the uterus put up a fight. :)

Question

If moms aren't supposed to get sick...

And doctors aren't supposed to get sick...

Then why the hell do I have a temp of 102, a cough that wracks my whole being, and generally feel miserable?

Thursday, when I was on call, the charge nurse suggested a hot toddy. Thank god I have this weekend off, because I have been in bed 98% of the time.

ugh.

Of interest

If the hospital's PEDIATRICIAN knows your name, than you have made too made visits to L&D during your pregnancy.

Over 20 visits and we still have over a month to go for this gal...

It's going to be a loooooonnnnnnnggggggg month...