Another night of call

I just realized that the last time I updated this was the last time I was call. Oops. I guess while I'm a captive audience here in the hospital with nothing better to do (such as watching tv, going for a run, or sleeping) is the only time I remember that I actually have a blog. Sorry about that.

As far as what's happened since the last night on call... not much. See patients, see patients get better, send them home, repeat. I took off early on Friday to head down to southern Indiana for Adrienne's bridal shower and bachlorette party, which was a lot of fun (the bachlorette party more than the bridal shower). She has a fairly large extended family, and at one point, one of her second cousins or something made a comment to me about how strange I must find it that Adrienne knows all of her extended family. I said not really. It was nothing new to me!

We went to a dueling piano bar for the bachlorette party--lots of fun. I'll leave it at that.

And then Sunday was Easter and Easter dinner with Adrienne's immediate family (plus future mother-in-law) before we loaded back into the car in time to take her sister to the airport (her younger sister is a grad student at Harvard). Then it was back to Columbus, where I went for a quick run, ate dinner, and went to bed (after forgetting to call my parents--sorry) fairly early in order to get up at my usual 4:30 for another fun and exciting day as a sub-i.

Standard stuff for the last few days. Most of the patients are fairly simple--cellulitis, give them a couple of days of IV antibiotics before sending them home on pills. Right now, most of our patients are pretty stable, but we have room for three more on the census, so I might have to deal with admitting three new patients from the ED. For the meantime, though, I'm going to be looking forward to this:

In case you can't read that, it says "You are no longer covering for IM Infectious Disease Pager (INF). That is the best page one could ever receive. It means no more random pages about a patient's perfectly normal temperature or mild hypertension, and a few hours of sleep are on the horizon.

Anyway, now that I'm done eating dinner, I should probably go find my intern so we can pull a dialysis catheter out of a patient's femoral vein (ah, I bet you wish you had my life...)

Yay Friday!

So today is Friday (as if you didn't already know that). It was quite a nice Friday, too. We had an hour an a half of clinical skills this morning--half an hour each of running a code (when someone stops breathing/doesn't have a pulse), learning how to put on casts, and anoscopy (if you don't know what that is, you probably don't want to). That was pretty fun, but they wouldn't let me walk around the rest of the day with my arm in a cast, which would have been great. After that, we didn't have anything scheduled until 1:30, so four hours of free time, which I spent going home, doing some of my on-line course for my internation rotation in January, doing some practice questions for step 2 of the boards, finishing my evaluations for OB, and actually making lunch. Then it was back to school for two hours of lecture, which I somewhat paid attention to, and we were done at 3:30. I have a few homework-type assignments to do over the weekend, but for the most part, it's completely free. I think I'm going over to Dayton to see Ed and Tina and the kids (Tina is a third cousin, her mother is Margaret Hampton).

Adrienne and I decided to celebrate the free weekend-ness by going to North Star for dinner. It's currently one of the top in our rotations of restaurants, but it's a little spendy for our budget and really hippie-yuppish--all organic food and all that. But it tastes good and they usually have a table or two on the patio, so it's a nice place to sit and have dinner when the weather is nice. While we were there we talked about our other roommate, who is moving out in eight days (not that I'm counting down or anything...) but decided that she just has to take the wireless router to the new place tomorrow, without giving us advance warning to buy a new one. So that started a whole rant about how inconsiderate she is and how glad we are that she's moving out. I'll stop by the exchange at the Air Force base down in Dayton while I'm there and buy a new one, that's not a big deal, but it just frustrates me that she never considered that her taking away the router was something that we should know about. The only reason she told us today was because Adrienne asked specifically if she was going to take it to her new place (it is hers, so I can't fault her for that). Grr. Oh, well. She'll be gone soon enough.