The seasons always change, and life will find a way.
Alright, kids. Long time no update.
So, since I've talked to you last, I moved into Boston, Massachusetts. That happened January 5th. I'm currently living in this nice little apartment building which does not let me control the heat. I cannot describe to you how annoying that is, and it frequently leads to me being unable to sleep due to being too warm - or more frequently, too cold. All in all though, it's a pretty good place to live. It's clean, in good shape, near the the T, and I enjoy the company here.
The company would be Stacey and Brett, and there antics generally keep me rather entertained.
I've also gone home a few times, because I like it at home. They have a lot more food than I do, puppies, and fire. I like fire. Also, the fam is pretty good company. On my last excursion to Rhode Island (this past weekend), my sister and I went to Panera and saw New in Town (which was wicked adorable.)
I also spend 40 hours a week inside the walls of Mass. General Hospital. It is a good time. Usually. Except for the part that I don't really want to be there from 8 to 4:30, thanks to some slight add tendencies. But for the most part, I love it. I love working with patients. I love getting hugged after a procedure because the patient was so appreciative.
Ex. 1: A patient was having a lung quant. exam, requiring that she inhale radioactive gas while we image her lungs. Apparently not a pleasant experience, because she squeezed my hand the entire time the scan was going on. I was glad that I could be there to hold her hand.
Ex. 2: I was working with a patient for my bone competency who was slightly claustrophobic. She asked if I could talk to her through the scan - she couldn't talk back, but she just wanted to be able to listen to someone, hear someone's voice. So I talked through the scan. I talked about my siblings, my parents, school - what she really enjoyed hearing about were my puppies and my turtle. And then she hugged me.
I'm pretty sure that's what health care is about. Working with patients to provide the best care possible while making them as comfortable as you can. And if it's not, then it should be.
"To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded." -Emerson
So, since I've talked to you last, I moved into Boston, Massachusetts. That happened January 5th. I'm currently living in this nice little apartment building which does not let me control the heat. I cannot describe to you how annoying that is, and it frequently leads to me being unable to sleep due to being too warm - or more frequently, too cold. All in all though, it's a pretty good place to live. It's clean, in good shape, near the the T, and I enjoy the company here.
The company would be Stacey and Brett, and there antics generally keep me rather entertained.
I've also gone home a few times, because I like it at home. They have a lot more food than I do, puppies, and fire. I like fire. Also, the fam is pretty good company. On my last excursion to Rhode Island (this past weekend), my sister and I went to Panera and saw New in Town (which was wicked adorable.)
I also spend 40 hours a week inside the walls of Mass. General Hospital. It is a good time. Usually. Except for the part that I don't really want to be there from 8 to 4:30, thanks to some slight add tendencies. But for the most part, I love it. I love working with patients. I love getting hugged after a procedure because the patient was so appreciative.
Ex. 1: A patient was having a lung quant. exam, requiring that she inhale radioactive gas while we image her lungs. Apparently not a pleasant experience, because she squeezed my hand the entire time the scan was going on. I was glad that I could be there to hold her hand.
Ex. 2: I was working with a patient for my bone competency who was slightly claustrophobic. She asked if I could talk to her through the scan - she couldn't talk back, but she just wanted to be able to listen to someone, hear someone's voice. So I talked through the scan. I talked about my siblings, my parents, school - what she really enjoyed hearing about were my puppies and my turtle. And then she hugged me.
I'm pretty sure that's what health care is about. Working with patients to provide the best care possible while making them as comfortable as you can. And if it's not, then it should be.
"To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded." -Emerson