Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Picless Post...Random Thoughts
I can't believe I'm doing a post without pics..but I'm taking a short blogger's vacation to go to a seminar this weekend and I have a few things to get off my chest. Just a review of the past weeks..First I must admit that people who come into the hospital can still amaze or even shock me. I mean, seriously, are you kidding me? Example: Lady comes into our ER and says that there is something "down there" that doesn't feel right. Dr. looks "down there" and agrees..something is not right...there are 2 feet hanging out "down there". Moments later, after we are called to do a stat c-section on said lady, we deliver a bouncing 10lb. baby girl. Now, how does one not know one is prego with a huge kiddo? Lady has a 10 month at home, which explains alot. Poor thing must have caught a sperm right before heading home after delivering the 10mo. old...Example 2: Different pregnant people..."We want to take our placenta home and bury it in the backyard"...Example 3: The next day with a different pregnant couple: "We want to take our placenta home and eat it"...Being a true foodie my first thought was (before I retched)how does one fix placenta? Fry it? Saute it? Boil it?..Example 4: Cocky new Dad strolls over to view his brand new beautiful baby girl and says: "Crying already you little butt-head"...whatever happened to terms of endearment like "Princess"? I wanted to grab him and stuff the placenta down his throat..Deep breath...thanks for listening, or reading I should say. I feel better. But now I must comment on one last thing. A dear blogger friend passed away. Bernie from "Old? Who? Me?" died on Sept. 25th. I loved her blog and her spunkiness at age 85. I looked forward to her posts and her comments on mine. I know I never met her face to face, but by reading her thoughts and adventures on her blog I feel like we met heart to heart. Her Grandson wrote her final blog entry. I'll miss you Bernie. If anything ever happens to me, Donna at Starkey Hollow is assigned the task of writing my final post...however, after what she wrote for an employee recognition dinner about something that happened to me over a million years ago, I just might have to change my mind! So I'm off to New York and some time with Hubby, and don't get any ideas about crashing in at the Pines...it's being guarded by my Sons Hoss and Little Joe (Jack)and they're packing heat baby!