The Best Post That Never Was.

My three-year-old has this annoying habit of waking up every single night for some reason or another. Usually its for another sippy cup of milk, or to go to the bathroom (we are in the midst of toilet training).  Last night was no exception.  After getting him the milk, helping him with his pull up, he insisted I sleep with him.  It was 4:30 am and rather than fight, I succumbed and crawled into bed with him.

As I was drifting off to sleep, scratching his back, I suddenly had a great idea for a blog post. I had the title and everything. I briefly considered getting up to write it down but thought, “Nah, I’ll remember.”

Dammit.

I don’t remember what the idea was.

It was so brilliant, I swear it was. It was going to mark my comeback to the blogging world.

I thought if I started writing it would come back to me. It hasn’t.

Dammit.

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The 10 on Tuesday

Day 24 – National Blog Posting Month

How did my little baby girl suddenly turn 7 today? So much has happened to us in 7 short years, it is kind of scary to think about it all.

Daily blogging is great! Visitor counts and followers are up and I am surprised every day by where my visitors are coming from.

Winter seems just around the corner and I think I’m actually okay with that.

All I can think about is getting home and eating a birthday cupcake and snuggling with the birthday girl.

I can already feel I’m starting to burn out and need a vacation from the office.

I’m still feeling the runner’s high from a great run home last night. 5 km in under 34 minutes!

No one is invisible.

One ginormous coffee just isn’t going to cut it today.

My arms are sore from push up. Like so sore I can barely lift them. The sad thing is that I only did two sets of 10 reps.

Pots and kettles are both black.

 

 

Next Exit …

I’m blocked.

I’ve spent the past week thinking about the blog and whether it needed to be changed, updated, or deleted all together.  I feel like I can’t really talk about cases at work anymore – with everything so accessible online these days, I worry I am losing my anonymity.  And I fully acknowledge that it’s of my own doing so that’s why I have decided to take a step away from here for a little while.

Thank you everyone for reading and following along.

2014 in review- WordPress style.

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 18,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 7 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.

I am going to write a personal year in review later today and post tomorrow.  For now, thank you all so much for taking the time to come by and visit and share your thoughts.

Done and Done.

Day 30. National Blog Posting Month.

The FB running group I am a part of held a virtual race this weekend to end the month of November. It’s been a pretty crappy month of running for me. One of the worst this year. I’ve been feeling like a sloth all month and with how busy it’s been at work and the multiple illnesses I’ve been plagued with, it’s really no wonder I haven’t been able to run.

But all that changed today. On this final day of November I made a deal with myself that I would get out there today and just do it. And I did. I managed a pretty decent 5 km run to share with my running group. It was a solo run, all my runs are, and it felt great. I suppose actually that this was my first race though the entire time I was running I kept telling myself it wasn’t. Yet by the time I was about 500 meters from the finish (aka home) I found a burst of energy and ran home as if I were crossing a finish line.

Ah, that felt good.

And with that, another NaBloPoMo Is done. Thank you all for all the comments and encouragement. It’s been fun.

Mixed Messages.

Day 26. National Blog Posting Month.

My professional trust has been shaken. There was an incident at my office last week. A patient was given a test result over the phone by one of our front desk staff without consulting with the physician (wasn’t me) first. This patient was told his results were all normal but in fact one critical result was not yet reported and he wasn’t told that. So he was under the assumption that all if his tests were back and reported as normal. You can imagine his surprise when he was called back a few days later and told that the one test he wanted a result on was in fact was never done by the lab and he needed to repeat it.

The physician, my colleague, was quite upset by the encounter and rightly so. This physician confronted out staff and explained in no uncertain terms that any test result given to a patient must first be authorized by the attending physician. Obviously the assumption is that our staff are not trained in interpreting results nor would they know if all tests that were done were in fact reported back.

Yet on that same day, this colleague was covering lab results for another colleague (not me) and instead of reviewing the labs as requested, the physician delegated the task to the front desk staff. “Please look at Dr.X’s labs and tell me if there’s anything abnormal I need to look at.”

Excuse me?

On the one hand, the front staff is not competent to give test results to patients without express consent from the attending physician while on the other, the same staff member is competent enough to review test results for the physician?

What?

I have reviewed this physician’s labs on countless occasions when they’ve been away on vacation.  I have stayed late doing so as I have an equally busy practice. I am flabbergasted that this physician would actually delegate this task to our staff when they told our colleague they would review the labs. I don’t even know how to address this with the physician, I am so disappointed and upset.

Ten Thoughts Tuesday.

Day 25. National Blog Posting Month.

1. One month until Christmas. Yay!

2. My right knee aches a bit. This better not be the start of something.

3. I’m hungry.

4. English breakfast tea tastes so much better in my new fancy mug.

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5. My 6-year-old looks like a hockey player this morning.

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7. Waiting 48 hours for a patient’s test result is slow torture.

8. I’m still on the wagon, so to speak, and am very proud of myself.

9. I am so proud of my 3.5-year-old boy. He wrote his name for the first time and is wearing big boy underwear to preschool today. Apparently he’s been dry at school for a few weeks now, it’s just his lazy parents preventing him from being completely toilet trained. Oops.

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10. My knee hurts.

“Rest” Day.

Day 23. National Blog Posting Month.

I woke up today with very sore quads.  I couldn’t figure out why they were so sore. Certainly it couldn’t have been the 5 km run, could it?

Then it hit me.

Yesterday’s horsey ride for my 3.5-year-old 40 lb son.

Who needs Jillian Michaels?

Not this gal!

Owie.

 

Well deserved.

Day 22. National Blog Posting Month.

I ran 5 km today. First time in almost a month, I am embarrassed to say. November is pretty much going to go down as one of the worst months of running I’ve had since plagued with injuries last spring.

We had daughter’s birthday party today. She insisted on decorating her cake and she did a fantastic job.

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And now I sit down to enjoy a piece of that cake with a warm cup of tea.

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TGIF

Day 21. National Blog Posting Month.

I’ve spent the last 9 hours at a very intensive course on the essential approaches to palliative care. It’s been a really long day with a lot of information. I’m glad I attended but after last week’s conference, I am all learned out.

I have to make my daughter’s birthday cake tonight and I really need a run but I have a headache and I just want to curl up on the couch and take a nap.

But I sat on my ass all day at this conference, drank too much coffee and ate too much food so I need to run. This month has been awful for running due to one illness after another and with the colder weather it takes a little but more motivation to get going. I know I have to though. I finally reached my goal of being able to fit into my most favorite pair of jeans and I have been feeling really good about that. After three kids I am damn proud of how I look and feel and to maintain that I have to keep up the running. So no more excuses!!