Life
So things on my side of the earth are a little busy. I finished an ICU in early July, moved on to the Cancer Ward which was not terrible but is always something of a downer, and now I am back to ICU again. I'm in the middle of a 21 day stretch of no days off, and trying to maintain my cheery outlook on life. Not easy to do sometimes, but it doesn't help to dwell.
Some things have started to hit me about my parents. For example, my Mother. She's still having chest pain. She's got coronary disease and diabetes, and is heading for bypass surgery someday, and I hope it isn't a heart attack that gets her there. She's very good about her diet and exercise, but finds it hard to take her really important medicines. She also has this problem with her blood that sounds to me like an awfully early version of leukemia. I really hope not, but I'm starting to get angry with my doctor for not working her up sooner. My dad has normal pressure hydrocephalus and is being stubborn about going in for adjustments and checks at times when he's feeling more sleepy and not as sharp as he should be. He's also got a dilated aorta. Meaning, he's got an aortic anuerysm. You know.. the things that rip open and you've got moments to get to the OR before you're dead? That's frankly frightening. And here I am a doctor and am not supposed to be treating my parents, but.. yikes. Are their doctors actually doing the right thing?
And then there's my husband. He's got this problem where he has problems with getting dizzy and short of breath intermittantly, feeling like his heart is beating funny. He's had lots of tests and we can't find anything wrong. Which is good, but then again... we don't know what's wrong. That's really frustrating.
The cats are fine. Random's still got a leaky eye, but Havoc's apparently learned to clean it. He's such a good brother.
Things on the MUSH seem to be at a low point. I hope people are enjoying rping there, because of late it seems like it hasn't been much fun to staff. I hope everything gets happily resolved, but life never seems to be so obliging.
Some things have started to hit me about my parents. For example, my Mother. She's still having chest pain. She's got coronary disease and diabetes, and is heading for bypass surgery someday, and I hope it isn't a heart attack that gets her there. She's very good about her diet and exercise, but finds it hard to take her really important medicines. She also has this problem with her blood that sounds to me like an awfully early version of leukemia. I really hope not, but I'm starting to get angry with my doctor for not working her up sooner. My dad has normal pressure hydrocephalus and is being stubborn about going in for adjustments and checks at times when he's feeling more sleepy and not as sharp as he should be. He's also got a dilated aorta. Meaning, he's got an aortic anuerysm. You know.. the things that rip open and you've got moments to get to the OR before you're dead? That's frankly frightening. And here I am a doctor and am not supposed to be treating my parents, but.. yikes. Are their doctors actually doing the right thing?
And then there's my husband. He's got this problem where he has problems with getting dizzy and short of breath intermittantly, feeling like his heart is beating funny. He's had lots of tests and we can't find anything wrong. Which is good, but then again... we don't know what's wrong. That's really frustrating.
The cats are fine. Random's still got a leaky eye, but Havoc's apparently learned to clean it. He's such a good brother.
Things on the MUSH seem to be at a low point. I hope people are enjoying rping there, because of late it seems like it hasn't been much fun to staff. I hope everything gets happily resolved, but life never seems to be so obliging.