Another Food Entry
Ha!
Hue (of the Wangsters) used to raise this topic as an item of discussion: If trapped on a desert island, what albums would you want with you? Well, I'm sort of faced with that decision. I'm going to Vietnam soon, and of course, I'm taking my iPod. However, occasionally, but rarely, it crashes and the entire hard drive gets wiped out. Well, to avoid a 25 hour plane trip without music, I decided to upload 10 albums onto Megan's iPod as back-up.
I wanted to blog this for weeks, but I held back because I was waiting for a good set of photos. Now is a good a time as any, since we're going to Vietnam and will be unable to manage the yard. The work, outside of some early rotatilling, is primarily Megan's. The pictures tell most of the story. Hopefully, when we get back the plants will still look pretty good. I'm also hoping on a more substantial vegetable garden. Megan's planted lettuce, tomato, green peppers, jalepno peppers, brocolli, eggplant, cucumber, green beans, and some herbs.
Working at Milford Memorial Hospital right now, so I don't have much time to write a long entry. However, I wanted to recommend another person's blog. It was the actual the blog that led me to discover blogspot.com.
I really didn't think I was a computer geek, but then I muttered the
above words several days ago. I guess the declaration of love for an
operating system really does make me one. I just purchased an Apple
computer, by the way, and after using the Mac O. S. there is no way
I'm going back to Windows. However, I really can't go on about this
subject because... it's only worsening by tech geekiness.
It's 3:30 AM tonight and I just finished the worst E. R. shift ever.
I'm usually inclined not to complain or praise anything about work.
Just ask Megan. Every time she wants to know how my day went, I
usually respond with "It was O.K." no matter what the shift was
like. What makes this an exception? Well, it wasn't the workload.
I've definitely seen busier nights than this. No one was
exceptionally sick, either. It just seemed that every patient and
their family member was pissed off or had an attitude. Even one of
the consultants was a prick to me. By far the most common diagnosis
I made tonight was "Assholism" I don't know what it was. No one
seemed to like what I had to tell them and I wasn't exactly breaking
bad news.
Typical conversation:
Me: "We're going to have to get an EKG"
Patient: "Well, what the hell for? I just want you to treat my high
blood sugar and then I can get out of here. I don't need an EKG.
How many times do I have to tell you I just had one last week? Why
are you pushing these tests on me? I'm not waiting here all night so
you can do an EKG" (The test takes less than a minute)
or
Another patient: "I hate this hospital. People should only come to
this hospital if they want to die, because they can't take care of
you at this hospital." (Why did this patient even come here tonight?)
Anyway, it's not uncommon to get comments like these once in a
while. That's the nature of emergency medicine and you have to have
tough skin in this field. However, it seemed like everyone I saw
tonight had an attitude. You see most people don't know this but
doctors are sensitive people. We went into this field because we
like to think we are good with people and we get a kick out of
helping someone. So, it's just part of our nature to be hurt by
comments like this, even though we shouldn't.
Well, at least I have my Mac operating system to love me ; )
Megan and I are having BBQ ribs tonight. I just used a standard BBQ rub on the meat, but I really wanted to make my own sauce for the glaze at the end. She's out grocery shopping now, so I haven't started the grill yet, but I did just make the sauce. It's very spicy and tangy. There's also a freshness to it that's missing from store-bought brands. The recipe is actually influenced by three cookbooks: The Joy of Cooking, the Weber book that came with my grill and another BBQ cookbook.
I'm at Milford Memorial Hospital tonight and the nurses are ordering from Dairy Queen. It is usually not my habit to order food while at work, because (1) ordered food is usually unhealthy and (2) it's an unnecessary expense. However, the thing that stimulates the appetite the most when I'm in the E. R. is inactivity. Normally, I'm much too busy to even notice I'm hungry, but now a patient hasn't come in in over an hour. It makes me a little suspicious actually and I'm anxious that a rush is coming later (like a bus full of school children is going to crash into a nursing home and explode).