It's 4:30 in the morning.

I am now awake.  I cannot get back to sleep.

I woke up from a dream about giving birth to a clone that grows to maturity in under a year and I'm mourning the loss of a regular baby.

Then I wake up and I can't stop thinking about all the things that could possibly go wrong - what if that bath I took was too warm? what if I ( Read more... )

So I found myself wondering today what kind of medical exam Beverly Crusher would have taken ( Read more... )

So!

Under the combined pressure of C and L I finally cracked and - honestly wanting to cover the spine so no one on the bus could tell what I was reading! - I read Twilight.

( What I liked ... )

So I like to look in and see what cesperanzahas written, in engaged in, and what kind of action figures SGA has one the market just now.

And I know that she's talked about this Organization for Transformative Works before, but I guess I never really clicked around on it. Because this morning I had ten minutes (and the cat was cute) and so I went to take a ( Read more... )

 ... I'm waiting for megaupload to hurry up and run the clock on my time out.  So now that 
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This is the kind of thing that makes medicine - and life - frightening.

I'm going through charts this morning and I learned about a new condition - warning:

So, birth is dangerous.

There's a condition I've never heard of, though I'm sure I'll learn about it this semester in our OB/GYN section come September, called 'amniotic fluid embolus' - though a ( Read more... )

*sigh*  So yeah: all this is going under a cut.  Because I have no desire to spam someone's flist.

It's Monday April 23rd (just 4 months till my 24th birthday!) and I've been home for one week: and what a week.  Funeral, mad cooking/cleaning, palliative care, descent of the family, and me being forced to suck it up and be an adult.  Which ( Read more... )

So apparently I have no spine.

This guy yelled at me in the library the other day - just as I was leaving, because my cell phone rang.  And yes - I was talking.  And no - it wasn't nice.  I was on my way out, but I was talking loud ... so I was at fault.  I understand that.

But it really pissed me off that he got all in my face about it, and I felt ( Read more... )

William Osler was more prophetic than we thought.

My History of Medicine course taught me many things, but notably among them was an appreciation for this long-dead Canadian physician's sense of humour.  The man's quotes can be found across the web on dedicated pages, but my favourite example of shining insight married to unshakable truth is Osler's ( Read more... )

I'm finally home, in front of my computer and with my update page open, and now I sit here and can't decide how much to write.

This evening was full of slightly depressing thoughts, mostly centered around the fact that I miss Kyle, miss life, miss home, and yet will miss K-town the moment I leave.  I'm missing the summer in third year (the movies, ( Read more... )