Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Happy 1/2 Birthday Isaac

Tomorrow is Isaac's 1/2 birthday. Since he has a summer birthday, we are sending in treats for him at school. Before going to the store, Aukai sent him upstairs to pow-wow with me about what he should bring. I suggested "scooby snacks" and he replied, "Well, my friend's mom stayed up all night making cupcakes."

You have got to be kidding me!

To his credit, he was very understanding when I explained that I am sick and wouldn't want to get his friends sick, so there would be no cupcake making for our family. Way to have a good attitude Isaac! We settled on scooby snacks and gogurts strapped together with silly bands.

Happy half-birthday kid. We love you.

Intern Blues

What do you get when you combine nursing with intern year?

Apparently, it's shingles and strep throat . . . at the same time! The irony is that of the many common communicable diseases and rashes, Strep is the only one that I don't remember being exposed to recently. And you don't "catch" shingles.

12 hours on antibiotics and my T is still 100.5 on tylenol. (101 is a "true" fever.) Oh well. At least my tonsils are somewhat recognizable. :)

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Grampa Moose

Isaac: Mom, did you know Grampa Moose?
Me: No, who's Grampa Moose?
Isaac: Well, maybe you aren't the right age?
Me: Right Age? Is Grampa Moose something from school?
Isaac: No, Grampa MOOSE. Cassandra told us about him.
Me: Who's Grampa Moose?
Isaac: He died because people smoked around him.*
Me: Oh. You mean Great Grampa GOATES.
Isaac: Yeah. Well, Moose/Goat, they both have horns.

*GG Goates died with cancer in his lungs. We don't know whether it was lung cancer or cancer that spread to the lung, but popular theory is that he got lung cancer because he was constantly surrounded by cigar smoke at work.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Panic

Two nights ago, I heard the emergency alarm go off. Accompanied by 5 nurses, I ran to the room of one of my favorite patients, a teenage boy who has been here for weeks for neurorehab. There he sat on his bed, not looking a bit distressed.
We ask what he needed, and he used broken words to tell us he couldn't get the video player to work. I laughed and suggested that next time he press the nurse call button. He said he did, but nobody came. So he pressed the emergency alarm.

Now THAT is a true emergency. :)