whoa. Peds began with a bang. I was on call my first night, which always seems to happen to me. It really wasn't that bad. I admitted two patients overnight, 4 hour old baby and an 11 year old sweetheart. Peds residents like to wear cute tops with scrub pants on call-which I love :) They also have their own lingo: it seems words like adolescent, child and infant are far too formal. Instead, one should throw about scientific terminology such as kiddo and munchkin. Kids are afraid of white coats (so are psych patients) so that disease ridden thing can stay in the apt.
I must say however, the call rooms at HCMC are beyond frigid. Holy buckets. Worst 3 hours sleep of my life! I managed to get by changing only 4 diapers today. However, I did have actively peeing and pooping babies, kiddos...whatever -> INFANTS. ps Meconium = sticky nastiness.
I know you are DYING to find out how my weekend off went! It started off with the NAMI walk on Saturday. The turn out was amazing! I even got Jon to come along. We walked 3 miles in the gorgeous fall sun to support mental health awareness.
Saturday night, we decided to meet up with the Rondinator and crew for a little Oktoberfest aktion! Grusser Gott! Zu viel beir auf dem boden! We went to Gastof zur Gemutlichkeit. It was a sticky, smelly, crowded hot mess. And not in a fantabulousChristian sort of way. Pass.
I miss my ladies. I hope to see them this weekend sometime, but who knows.
I'm just going to continue with the usual recipe for rotations. I hope to get back to some cooking.
I WON'T be attempting this... Singaporean wedding soup! yikes. There is however, a fly in my apt at the present moment. I'm letting him be, George seem eager to practice his hunting. I'll let him humiliate himself a bit longer. Lisa is cooking. Check it out! 2 fantastic Quinoa recipes in a row, she's officially a gluten free diva.
Ok. Enough. I need to feed my post call coma with The City on MTV. Shh. I don't care what you think.