'Bushwhacked'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Happy birthday to Maria and Pix! And happy belated to -t!
Co-signed on smonster's response to ita !'s doctors.
Man, I did not sleep well last night. I had three decent nights in a row before that, though, so I can't complain too much. But I sure could use a nap.
Happy birthdays to Maria, Pix, and -t, with cake!
I don't understand how the ER staff can simply disregard written orders. Something's wrong with that system.
Happy Birthdays*, -t, Maria, and Pix!
I hope you are home and in at least less pain, ita !, despite the doctors.
Happy birthday, Maria and Pix and -t!
I endorse smonster's plan for ita's doctors. Dammit, why do they think the dosage is written in her file if it wasn't meant to be given? ita, I'm so sorry you have to go through this so often. How dare they tell you your "perception of pain" is wrong. That's the stupidest, most useless thing I've ever heard.
Well, the attending has said it doesn't matter, he's not giving me the recommended and coincidentally sometimes effective dosage. So I can either take the smaller doses or leave. I wish there were something in it for me to leave, but the 5% chance that it will work....
I love how the nurse started out with all these statements of what is and isn't true. Save me getting emotional and just read the damned file, will you? Enough with the "never". She's on my side too (she noticed I seemed unaffected by the slow dosages I've been given, but recommended I refuse all meds until someone talks to me first.
I'm headachey with the same month old pain, I'm both nauseous (fuck off) and hungry, and above all, really not looking forwards to starting another week feeling so sick. But I'm aiming not to leave here without a conversation with the attending and the social worker, hopefully...
Happy birthday wishes to -t, Pix, and Maria!
I'm already tired and it's only 8:30. K is taking a Krav belt test today. Oof.
K is taking a Krav belt test today. Oof.
Oh, she's gonna a wrung out rag.
It doesn't start until 2:30. And I'm in charge of twin wrangling, which is a test of its own that time on a sunday.
Oh, fuck, ita ! I'm so sorry. I absolutely do not understand why why WHY they have to be such utter fucks and why you have to have the same stupid fight every fucking week.
Apparently the appropriate next step is admission. It is a highly inefficient time wasting step that will probably eat into my work day tomorrow, but apparently I need to show them I'm taking my headache seriously.
Because, you know.