Screech

The screeching and scratching of the drills at the dentist office make me cringe. The dentist often asks if I'm okay, thinking I'm in pain. The noise is like nails over a chalk board to me. EEEEK!

This morning, while under the drill, I realized some of the sounds reminded me of R2D2. So envisioned him getting fussed at by C3P0.  Thinking about C3PO's perpetually flexed elbows further entertained me.

So, then I get home with my face still numb.  This includes my nose and my eye. I've had my eye go to sleep before while at the dentist (which freaked me out because I thought I had nerve damage!), but never my nose. It's a weird feeling. Anyway, I digress.  I got home to see this post by A Girl Named Leney.

Do you remember this post about A Girl Named Leney's Hair Cuttery Giveaway last week?  Well...I WON!  I am so excited!  My hair is in desperate need of some love and attention.  The Best Man, who had always loved my long hair, mentioned he had been looking at old pictures and said I need to get my hair cut again because the short cut did look good.  Now, I'm in that in between stage. I miss having loads to do with my long hair. Mainly find a different way to braid it on Pinterest every day. But, the short cut is so much easier to take care of and has a lot more sass.

Pretty bad, huh? So, my baby blues couldn't handle the sunlight, even though it was coming from behind. And my face is still numb from the dentist. I decided a funny face would work best to disguise these two flaws.  Did it work? No? I didn't think so either, but it was worth a try? 

The funny thing is. I've had two patients in the past week or so compliment me on my hair. When it was up in a pony tail. Both dead serious. "You hair looks lovely! Do you go to the beauty shop?" and "Your hair is pretty. I can say these things because I am old" said an 80 something year old after already having complemented my baby blues. 

Will post pictures after I get my new 'do! Until then, I'm going to enjoy my oreo milkshake in prep for A Girl Named Leney's arrival and because my face is still numb and I'm hungry! 

"You're the easiest patient all day"

I don't know why I ever go to the doctor. They never spend enough time with me and never tell me something I don't already know.

I went to an orthopedist today to get my hip checked out. Turns out I have gluteus medius syndrome and can ease back into running and continue taking ibuprofen. Great. So keep doing what I'm doing, but slowly add mileage.

"You're a physio, you know what to do."

Well, sure, but I wanted some 'roids. And maybe a PT script since I can't analyze my own running. I didn't get a chance to ask for either of these.

"You're the easiest patient all day."

Well, yes, that's because you did a 30 second physical exam and a 2 minute history.

Thanks, glad I paid my $45 copay.

Big.

The Best Man: "This little girl has grown up to be a big girl."
K: "You don't say 'girl' and 'big' in the same sentence."
The Best Man: "I'm sorry...This little girl has grown up to be a big woman."

The Boss Lady's monologue:
We don't have round laundry baskets at my house. Everything I fold is in squares...or rectangles. I don't fold anything in a circle. Round laundry baskets don't make sense to me.

Policies and Procedures

Yesterday, we went over the new EMR (Electronic Medical Record) that is in it's second phase now. We won't actually start documenting with it until October, but can already look up some information using it. TK, this put's Farmvegas' to shame! Okay, so that's not hard to do, but still. It's pretty amazing that before I even go up on the floor I can see if my patients have had their pain medications, see images of their x-rays, and abnormal lab values (which are spelled out as if they knew that this is a hole in our education "hey, you, dummy, this value is abnormally high!") all with the click of a few keys. I love it!

P.S. I had Mexican last night with the Pharmacist and his Pharmacist Wife and her brother. It was delicious! I loved getting out of the house and interacting with other people...even if I did clam up a bit! Mmm chips and cheeese dip! :)

On to today. Policies and Procedures. All of this is necessary, but entirely too dull to enlighten you with. Except for:

"Do you know what R.A.C.E is?"

Rescue. Alarm. Contain. Extinguish.

"Good, what about P.A.S.S?"

Pull. Aim. Squeeze. Sweep

Then she went over what we do during a fire alarm/drill. As her words are still hanging in a little speech bubble attached to her lips the fire alarm starts going off "Code Zero Basement." Pretty crazy timing. Who has ever heard of a fire code being anything but red??? Weird.

Here's a picture of me in my new royal blue scrubs:



I LOVE this color...not to mention the comfort and lack of having to decide what to wear in the morning. How amazing do they make my eyes look?! I am trying to embrace the crazy curls being loud and wild and free like you people seem to dig...it's hard in this humidity. And I thought VA was bad! Any product suggestions?

Orientation: Day 2

Today was much more boring. There were less speakers than yesterday, which meant we had to listen to the same few people talk ALL day. Here are a few highlights:

From the older black woman on risk management: "We had this woman about to walk up the escalator and two ceiling tiles fell on her head. Lucky for us she had thick hair and all I had to do was pay for her to go to the beauty shop."

From the 5 foot 2, self-proclaimed "little man with a little power" and thick rimmed Clark Kent like glasses on security: "When you leave work at night, I want you to take off your name tag, put it deep in your pocket, and be the meanest SOB around! I mean it! If someone asks you for money say 'Get a job! I did!'" aaaand...

When describing himself and his position ("The Security Guy"): "I am the scrawny, geeky guy with the thick glasses and pocket protector that you picked on in high school. Now, I'm back to haunt you. I'm here to make sure every little thing is in line. I'm here to catch you doing things incorrectly. When little men, get a little power...it's a scary thing!"

Another highlight, which I did not think was funny (unlike the two speakers above who had me in stitches the whole time): When a non-PT, non-health care provider presented the section on back injury prevention. Man, I get frustrated just thinking about it. It was all I could do not to shout out things she was saying incorrectly or missing on the slides.

On a brighter note, I'm going out for Mexican tomorrow with the pharmacist and his pharmacist wife. :) Yuuum!

Don't you hate lying?

Nervous Woman on Airplane: Don't you just hate flying?
Annie Reed: Yes, I do, and I just told the most terrible one to the man I'm about to marry. Do you feel that any lie is a betrayal?
[pause]
Nervous Woman on Airplane: I said FLYING.

Man, what a spectacular movie!

So, I lied. I vowed that I would go out in public, even by myself, so I did. Thursdays and Fridays there are free concerts downtown. So I gave it a shot.

I have this really bad habit that if I make eye contact with someone by accident (while I'm people watching) I keep looking back to see if they think I'm still looking. Well, guess what they keep noticing me and I keep noticing them. This happened with two people tonight. Here's where my lie comes in:

1) An olderish, trying to be younger woman on a date. She just thought I was weird.
2) A mid-to-late-at-least-10-years-older-than-me-man-wearing- tallish-black-socks- with-shorts.
He did not think I was weird.
"Are you waiting for someone?" (As I reached into my purse to call The Best Man)
(Who could I be waiting for in a town where I don't know a soul?)
"Yes?"
"Oh. . . What time is it?"
"Almost 7:30."
"Lovely."

Then I called The Best Man to chat with him on his first leg of his 3 MONTH long road trip. And I left.

Meeting people is hard when you are painfully shy, taken, and piiiicky.

I saved 3 lives today, what did you do?

I traded my blood for oil today. The owner of several Midas of Richmond shops has blood drives every two months. When you give blood you get a free oil change. What could be better than saving 3 lives AND getting a FREE oil change? Not much folks! Especially with how much I have been driving my car recently. Just in time for an oil change. The bad news is the lady didn't get my vein at first. She had to root around in my arm a few times before she got it. I got a little queasy at that point. No fun. Also, the guy who took my history was the most ridiculous flirt ever. He didn't say anything too crazy or racy, but there was moderate flirting being sent my way the whole time. It was to the point where I couldn't look at him and was fidgeting. This was in a blood mobile, so we were in close quarters! He had several tattoos- only one worth mentioning...It looked a little something like this:


"Just keep swimming"

Location: Left triceps

Man, that's hot!

Also of note: my iron was 14.0! That's major for me! I've been turned down a couple of times due to low iron.

Mr. Flirt with Dori Tattoo: What did you eat today? Rusty nails? Your iron is 14.0. That's high for a petite girl. Normally petite girls like you have sucky iron.

Man, was he eloquent!