I should be studying, but really haven’t done much. I got Scholar Owl’s class stuff up. Slept. Does that count as useful? And I played some D3. Yeah. Now, I’m going to try to study and do some crochet. Wish me luck.
Monthly Archives: April 2017
I find it frustrating when people expect there to be a rational reason behind my compulsions. If it was rational it wouldn’t be OCD. I do it because my brain says so. And I pick my battles. If it isn’t something that gets in the way, I let it be. It doesn’t matter that I tap light switches or turn spoons down or change my socks several times a day or check the clock a hundred times a day (yes, literally). These things don’t impair Read the rest of this entry
It’s day shift. What was I thinking? I really dislike day shift. Yet here I am, at work. Bleh. Taking a break and wondering why I am here. Not really tired and it’s not been a bad morning. But days for me are like staying up late and just aren’t supposed to be the time for doing things. Days are a good time for drooling on one’s self. And no, I’m not drooling. There is sun shine, sort of. I’m sure the sun is out, some where behind those clouds. Either way. It’s too bright. I just don’t know how you day shifters do this all the time!
The elusive creature that every mental health provider tells their patient that they should strive to achieve. But what is it? Feels a little bit like a unicorn. Something of a myth that people imagine and hope could Read the rest of this entry
Been a while since I ranted. Figure it’s about time 😉 Consider this a warning. Rant, Rant, Rant… Read the rest of this entry
The dryer doesn’t work. Ok, I suppose it does. It just screams like a dying banshee when you use it. So, Monkey has been hanging our clothing to dry. I hate it. The fabric is all stiff and scratchy and there is lint all in everything. Then I remind myself that this is really minor shit in life. After all, there are people in the world who don’t have more then one outfit and don’t get clean clothing. Then I scratch at myself and imagine the lint that I know is clinging to me; it’s evil, fuzzy hands Read the rest of this entry
We found a supplemental dental insurance that has made our portion of Monkey’s dental work substantially less. While it is still expensive, it really takes off a lot of the pressure in trying to figure out how to pay for this. I am relieved because getting it done is super important. So, right now, I am just feeling a floating calm. It’s a pause in things. I am even waiting right now at work. The stillness is nice. I enjoy these moments in life when they come. Islands.
Of all the Hippocratic writings the Oath, in spite of its shortness, is perhaps the most interesting to the general reader and also to the modern medical man. The idea of not doing the patient harm is within the Oath, but the phrase “Do No Harm” is not. Whatever its origin, it is a landmark in the ethics of medicine. It is a declaration that the purpose of medical knowledge is solely for healing. The Oath is the oldest known written work that speaks to Biomedical Ethics. And the idea that it expresses is still at the center of all bio-ethical debates today. Read the rest of this entry
You know that you have a good job when you can let the squirrels out and chat about anything. We had rogue nuns, radioactive onion people, cock blocking clouds, a head count for the spidermen and who knows what else come up in conversations over the past 2 nights. Seriously, anything is game. 🙂 And when the squirrels in my head are leading the charge, there is no telling where we’ll end up. That’s what breaks are for! Clearing your mind of all the stressful crap. And my squirrels have super charged vacuums.