This is me driving to work. I look tired because I am tired. Because I still haven't reconciled the fact that just because I don't have to be at work on Friday night doesn't mean I have to stay up all night. Especially when I work from 8 to 5 on Saturday.
I look old in this picture because I am tired. And because my smile lines give away the fact that I am almost 32.
Yesterday at work I saw 24 patients. That is a ton of people. It is the most I've ever seen.
Yesterday at work I called the police to do a welfare check on the home of a very dirty, scared patient who was 18 and expecting her second child and sometimes sleeps outside.
Yesterday at work I ordered about 5 labs that I'm not really sure about for a patient almost exactly my age who is having unexplained fatigue. And an STD panel. And gave her spironolactone for her skin.
Yesterday I looked a women straight in the face and told her that having sex 1 time/week is not enough to make a baby when you are 38 years old. Especially if your husband sometimes gets too tired to ejaculate inside you. I made her this list:
This is why my appointments take forever. And yes, I laughed a little. Mostly at myself. In the hallway.
Yesterday I told a lady she had almost no testosterone and wrote my first prescription for testosterone candies. (Yes, it's a special pharmacy). And informed her that she was terribly anemic, could probably stand a blood transfusion, and to come back in a month after taking iron and if she wasn't any better that we would refer her to a hematologist.
Yesterday Jonmark delivered these beautiful flowers to my work because we met a year ago yesterday.
And sometimes you just celebrate incredible relationships because they make life worth living. (And maybe he knew I wanted to send him something and maybe I had way too many patients to send a money tree to his office. Jonmark, this is what it would have looked like. Maybe soon. :-) )
Yesterday I had a patient that I had talked to about nutrition who told me she overeats when people tell her she needs to eat better come back and tell me she lost 8 pounds (and I'm hoping our scale wasn't wrong 'cause it might be). But she was so proud and I wrote her for Metformin, and she is feeling so much happier.
Yesterday, after 24 patients and a Red Bull, Jonmark and I went to Bobby's Jazz restaurant and had salmon with dill sauce, an incredible spinach salad, a porterhouse, and creme brulee. And kissed in the drizzling rain.
And Yesterday was an excellent day.
And sometimes you just celebrate incredible relationships because they make life worth living. (And maybe he knew I wanted to send him something and maybe I had way too many patients to send a money tree to his office. Jonmark, this is what it would have looked like. Maybe soon. :-) )
Yesterday, after 24 patients and a Red Bull, Jonmark and I went to Bobby's Jazz restaurant and had salmon with dill sauce, an incredible spinach salad, a porterhouse, and creme brulee. And kissed in the drizzling rain.
And Yesterday was an excellent day.
5 comments:
You are amazing.
End of story.
You do look a bit tired but like you said, it sounds like it was a bit self inflicted. Just try being normal and get some sleep now and then. It really helps. I too think you're amazing and glad that you're reaping the rewards of all your education. Keep after them, Doc!
I want you to know that even though I might not comment on every post, I do read them. I am so glad you are loving your job. You look like you are having such a great time. I think that painting class looks awesome and I LOOOOOOVE spironolactone. I wish I was taking it now. *Sigh* I'm impressed with your running abilities, and those Kate Spade shoes are adorable. There. I hope I got everything! Love you...oh, and DID I MISS SOMETHING?
you get to write the best lists. photocopy that and hand it out at mormon bachelorette parties.
Oh Katie I think you are great. And Christin, as I told you, that was so stinkin' funny. So funny.
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