The thermometer read 106 today on the drive home, I was perspiring a bit, but not pouring buckets like I would be in the Midwest. Interesting phenomenon to be hot, okay in the shade, and loosing moisture through the skin, but in a way that you don't really notice it. Hmmm...
Anyway, it's been a while since the last update, I promised to start doing weekly ones since I'm across the country in California land at the present. Basically, it was one great ride to get here and you probably got the update by email if you have this blog address anyway. Then you probably noted as well that last weekend I flew back across the country to be in one of my favorite people's wedding, well make that two now, they are kinda joined and one person, but two and they have Christ so if you can follow that it might be about 5 different entities, but not all one b/c three are one and then two are one...God's math does not add up, that's why I work with subjective descriptors most often when possible:)
Let's talk about that, whether it's a potatoe or a potato, a max assist of 1 or a mod assist of 2, basically we are all on the same page, it's a heavy thing to move. Ah yes, moving. I've done my fair share lately. I've moved a lot of things, here and there and this person and that leg and can't forget the walker, oh wait we need socks and watch out for that line...did you remember another gown so we don't flash anyone. All that work and okay you can only make it to the door and back, no not that far even, alright let's go back to bed.
The next day, what they are up for D/C. Alright let's see them quick. "Thanks for working with us, it was nice to meet you." Yes, meet, not know...how much can you know about a person after spending 2 hours total with them...well in a lot of cases a lot more than you wanted to know about where they live, with who, or what street, how they get around, their financial status, insurance wise anyway, height, weight, seen their backside and other parts I haven't even seen on a lot of my close friends...well, a few and not on request for sure and don't care to, but that's enough of that subject. You get the picture.
I just decided that is the main reason I don't like acutes...don't get to know the patient. We had one that we saw everyday for a week and a half and that was a very rare case, very involved and bad off patient, the kind you cringe and your stomach churns when they tell you all they remember is holding their femur (that's the BONE in the thigh) as her husband tried to grab the extra parts of her leg in case they could salvage any of it...yeah, true story. Yeah, never gonna own a motorcycle, doesn't mean I still wouldn't mind riding one occasionally, but let's face it the statistics aren't good.
I will have to get some pics of the home up here. I have a grown up room, yes, complete with matresses on a bed frame, wall hangings not posters, and other coordinated stuff around...okay so my crates with books don't match, but what's a girl to do, baby steps:)
Expect great things next week, or maybe even before that, the skies the limit.
adios
