The Corridor at Night.

Day 9 – National Blog Posting Month.

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Last night I took my elderly father to his MRI appointment at a downtown hospital.  As the machines in my city run 24 hours a day, 7 days a week it wasn’t surprising to me that his appointment was for 10pm.  Both my parents can drive but neither my brother, nor myself or my husband wanted them driving that late at night, so I decided to take him myself.

Walking through the hospital hallways at night reminded me what I loved most about my medical school and residency training.  The quiet and tranquil feeling of walking down a hospital corridor at night.  No matter what kind of day I had, or night for that matter, being allowed to roam the quiet hallways at night was always comforting for me.  It didn’t matter if I had just lost a patient or was heading to the ER for yet another consult, walking those quiet hallways was like therapy.  I honestly felt right at home.  The lights are dimmed. Patient care areas are quiet except for the occasional sounds of IV machines beeping. Cleaners are buffing the floors. I might see another resident walking in the opposite direction, sometimes a family member from the ER who had gotten lost and asked for directions back to the unit. It was a privilege to be one of the club.

For a few minutes last night, I yearned to be back in that club again.

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The Oak. 

Day 8 – National Blog Posting Month.


There is a rather large oak tree on my neighbor’s lawn. It offers wonderful coverage for our bedroom window but it produces two things which I can’t stand.

Acorns and leaves.

Lots of both.

A few years ago I noticed a lot of acorns on my front lawn one day in late summer. So many in fact that I couldn’t walk barefoot because those acorns were like shards of glass under my feet. I’ve lived in my house for 8 years and it’s only been the last 2 or 3 years that I have noticed the acorns. And then there are the leaves. I’m not sure what it is about my house in particular but I feel like every single lead falls into my driveway, backyard and front lawn. These leaves are everywhere! I swear I see them down the block from my house too. I know they change colors and are quite pretty for a few weeks in October but they are a bloody nuisance to gather year after year. Just today I filled 5 paper lawn bags. Five!


I looked up at the tree after I was done and realized I’ll likely be doing this all over again next week.


Great!

Demands.

Day 7 – National Blog Posting Month

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Kid 1 – “Mommy, we have to read my French book.”

Kid 2 – “Mommy, can you make pancakes?”

Kid 3 – “Mammma, mak pacake?”

Kid 2 – “Actually, mommy can I have eggs instead?”

Kid 3 – “Mammma, ook car!”

Kid 1 – “Mom come on! We have to read my book.”

Kid 2 – “Mommy, I’m hungry. Eggs please!”

Kid 1 – “Mom, can I watch TV?”

Kid 2 – “Mommy, I’m thirsty!”

Kid 3 – “Mama! Mama! Poo poo bum.”

Time  – 7:48am.

A Pain in the Eye

Day 6 – National Blog Posting Month.

All day my eye was bothering me. Between patients I’d go to the bathroom with a saline spray and remove my contact lens to clean it. My eye would feel better after a while but then the irritation would return. It felt like a grain of sand or dust was in my eye. I thought I might be getting a stye. By the end of the day I felt like scratching my eye out.

I had some fluorescein stain at home so I put a few drops in my eye and used the blue light of my ophthalmoscope to look at my eye. Yellow and blue make green. A corneal scratch or abrasion will light up green.

http://www.rcemlearning.co.uk/references/corneal-injuries/

Above photo credit: http://www.rcemlearning.co.uk/references/corneal-injuries/

I was a little surprised to actually see that I indeed had a few scratches on my cornea. Suddenly the pain got worse (psychosomatic?). I called for my two older kids to come to the bathroom so I could show them.

Needless to say they thought it was pretty cool. I had to wear my glasses for the rest of the evening. They have lenses from 2006. They haven’t been updated and my eyes have gotten worse. I really need to get the lenses updated.

Corneal abrasions hurt. Wow. Do they ever hurt. I woke up with a brutal migraine today and I still want to scratch my eye out. It’s going to be a great day.

Vague.

Day 5 – National Blog Posting Month.

3D-man-stabbed-on-the-chest-with-a-knifeIt’s been on and off for a few weeks now, this sharp, stabbing pain in my left chest.  I know what it is and why it is and as much as I try to control it, I just can’t.  It’s work related and I can’t talk about it.

Wow, I think I just “vagueblogged”.  And yes, I just made that up.

I hate when people “vaguebook” – you know, someone posts a very vague message on Facebook which then prompts friends and followers to ask, “Are you okay?” or “Thinking of you!”  “Hope you are okay.” Suddenly whatever they are actually posting about really isn’t as important as how many friends actually noticed and are asking about it. That is what is really wanted by the original message.  Someone is feeling upset and alone and vulnerable – reaching out to social media is the way they can feel important again.

Which reminds me of a comedian my husband introduced me to recently.  He’s so funny and so NOT politically correct, it was actually quite refreshing to watch.  His name is Anthony Jeselnik.  One particular “bit” really struck home with me.

So today, I ask my blogging friends and readers not to forget about me.

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Thoughts in Ten on Tuesday. 

Day 3 – National Blog Posting Month.

Recovering from a half-marathon is taking longer than I thought.

Why are those last 6-7 lbs so damn elusive?

Daylight savings time is stupid.

Stress leads to the dark side.

It’s flu season. No, the flu shot will not make you sick.

I dream of Halloween chocolate, which likely explains the second thought above.

I forget what it feels like to sleep in. I worry I will never be able to do it again.

Years tick by and I still wonder, what if?

I really need to start reading books again.

It’s spring in November.

The Longest Day of the Year.

Day 1 – National Blog Posting Month.

Welcome to another installment of National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo), where bloggers post daily for the entire month.  It’s a big commitment but one I have succeeded at in the past and I hope to be able to keep it up again this year.  I can promise my readers there will be talk of running, life as a mother, being a doctor and running a practice and being a daughter to elderly parents.  So, probably nothing terrible new.  Ha!

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It’s the day after Halloween and it’s not even 10am and I think my kids have asked for candy about a hundred times.  Right now I’d rather stick a fork in my eye than hear them ask for candy one more time.

The clocks turned back an hour last night. Daylight savings time.  I can vaguely remember it the thought of an extra hour of sleep was heaven. Not so much anymore. In fact, it’s a horrible joke played on many parents.  An extra hour of sleep? What a joke.  The toddler was up just before 5 am. And when I say up, I mean awake and ready to meet the world.  There was no way he was falling back asleep. Then the older two, I could hear talking around 5:45 am.  My older son came into my room and gave me a kiss – the distinct smell of chocolate on his breath.  It would appear they sneaked some candy in their room before going to bed last night.  Well played, kids. Well played.