Thursday, December 25, 2008
Just wanted to share one of my favorite things from this time of the year:
Here's an image from our holiday give extravaganza! Some of them I have already opened, since we're already 1/2 through Hanuka. For me, the two coolest gifts so far is a night-vision telescope and seasons 2-5 of The Wire! Hooray! The rest of the wire and the ability to follow rats at night.
And, just for the record, that T-shirt on my bike is not normally there. If you look closely, you can see where there is still water in my gym bottle! Yes, it is an old saline bottle from the hospital... :-)
Here's an image from our holiday give extravaganza! Some of them I have already opened, since we're already 1/2 through Hanuka. For me, the two coolest gifts so far is a night-vision telescope and seasons 2-5 of The Wire! Hooray! The rest of the wire and the ability to follow rats at night.
And, just for the record, that T-shirt on my bike is not normally there. If you look closely, you can see where there is still water in my gym bottle! Yes, it is an old saline bottle from the hospital... :-)
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Poor ML! She's sick. I'm not! I don't know how she got sick...I probably, somehow, brought it home without infecting myself. Neat trick, no?
And, no one ever told me that hospitals don't close down for the holidays. What's up with that?
And, no one ever told me that hospitals don't close down for the holidays. What's up with that?
Saturday, December 20, 2008
ML has been getting much bigger over the last two weeks and has FINALLY allowed me to take a picture of her tummy! Although, she still does not understand why I want to and why you want to see it, but I know you do, so here it is.....
And, since some people (my father to name just one) have been having difficulty understanding the movie clip that is below, here is the first image labeled, so you understand that Richie is in profile and is yawning in utero in the movie clip. :-)
So once you study this, go look at the clip again! (It's a few posts below...)
And here is just a bonus picture that is not part of the movie:
And, since some people (my father to name just one) have been having difficulty understanding the movie clip that is below, here is the first image labeled, so you understand that Richie is in profile and is yawning in utero in the movie clip. :-)
So once you study this, go look at the clip again! (It's a few posts below...)
And here is just a bonus picture that is not part of the movie:
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Ha! ML and I made blond brownies for a little party tomorrow and I tried to put a dab of dough on her nose, but she jumped and I missed and hit the right side of her face! Not nearly as cute as I had thought. :-)
No mice yet!
No mice yet!
Monday, December 15, 2008
The mouse traps remain clean! Well, except for a little peanut butter. :-)
I suspect we keep the house cold enough that the little bugger when looking for a warmer house, like my neighbor's. Hee hee hee. Good thing he doesn't know about this blog!
I suspect we keep the house cold enough that the little bugger when looking for a warmer house, like my neighbor's. Hee hee hee. Good thing he doesn't know about this blog!
Monday, December 08, 2008
No mice as last check..huh..
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Oh yea, I forgot to mention that it actually snowed today! It did not really stick to the roads, but about 1/2 inch accumulated on parked, cold, cars.
Lying in bed in the guest room watching something on Friday night TV with my loving, pregnant, spouse by my side. The washing machine stops, there's a moment of silence as the TV falls into another endless set of commercial breaks. ML wrenches herself out of bed to change the load. (I would have done it, but I'm not allowed..long story, but I don't complain about it.) She rounds the corner and I hear a little yelp unlike anything I've heard out of ML's mouth before. I listen as her footsteps continue down the hallway toward. Moments go by as I wait to hear to what the sound was in reference: no report. I spring out of bed to find out what's going on. She mumbles something but all I hear is, "...was black!"
"What was black?" I asked.
"The mouse."
Oh no! There's a mouse in the house! As ML rounded the corner, she saw a little black fur ball scurry across the floor into the HVAC closet. Looking into the closet to see what I could see, there were four small mouse droppings to the left of the blower. Yup, a mouse. So today, we included in our normal shopping, a trip to home depot to see who is building the better mouse trap. Now, sitting in the HVAC closet is a live trap with a little dollop of peanut butter in the corner. The trap holds up to four mice. We have one for each floor of the house, but we've only set up the one so far. We just heard a big creak in the house which, of course, made us wonder if there was a mouse in the trap. Not yet.
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It's Friday, late morning. I'm dictating on a CT of the head in my neuroradiology rotation. I just happen to be sitting in the workstation by the door to the reading room. The MRI fellow is standing over my right shoulder rambling on about weekend plans. Off in the distance, "Code Blue. Interventional Radiology, Second Floor, Geudelsky Building."
As the announcement starts to repeat, I drop my dictation microphone and spring out the door. I round the corner and head up the stairs. As I open the door, I see two nurses down the hall to my left and emptiness to the right.
"Where is it?" I asked.
Room 1. Go right, left, and it's the open room at the end of the hall. Jeff, the IR fellow, is standing at the head of the IR bed. Two nurses are hooking up the bag-valve-mask in the right corner of the room. A nurse to my left announces, "Narcan is in, does anyone have a flush to put it in?"
"IV is running wide open, so you don't need a flush." One of the other nurses reports.
I grab a pair of gloves and check for a pulse in the patient's wrist. The nurses start bagging. Jeff instructs them to make sure it's connected to Oxygen. It was not. I have a good pulse in the arm, but the nurses at the foot of bed start announcing a drop in Oxygen saturation. "75%...70%...60%."
The anesthesia attending arrives and takes over the ventilation. I barrow a stethoscope from another resident that has arrived. (Radiologist don't normally carry them since we need them so rarely, but I am starting to rethink that position.) I announce, "I have heart tones." By this point, the oxygen saturation is back to 100% and the patient is starting to move his arms. The Narcan had started working. The patient had responded a bit aggressively to the sedation prior to the procedure which resulted in a bit of respiratory distress. Just a bit.
"What was black?" I asked.
"The mouse."
Oh no! There's a mouse in the house! As ML rounded the corner, she saw a little black fur ball scurry across the floor into the HVAC closet. Looking into the closet to see what I could see, there were four small mouse droppings to the left of the blower. Yup, a mouse. So today, we included in our normal shopping, a trip to home depot to see who is building the better mouse trap. Now, sitting in the HVAC closet is a live trap with a little dollop of peanut butter in the corner. The trap holds up to four mice. We have one for each floor of the house, but we've only set up the one so far. We just heard a big creak in the house which, of course, made us wonder if there was a mouse in the trap. Not yet.
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It's Friday, late morning. I'm dictating on a CT of the head in my neuroradiology rotation. I just happen to be sitting in the workstation by the door to the reading room. The MRI fellow is standing over my right shoulder rambling on about weekend plans. Off in the distance, "Code Blue. Interventional Radiology, Second Floor, Geudelsky Building."
As the announcement starts to repeat, I drop my dictation microphone and spring out the door. I round the corner and head up the stairs. As I open the door, I see two nurses down the hall to my left and emptiness to the right.
"Where is it?" I asked.
Room 1. Go right, left, and it's the open room at the end of the hall. Jeff, the IR fellow, is standing at the head of the IR bed. Two nurses are hooking up the bag-valve-mask in the right corner of the room. A nurse to my left announces, "Narcan is in, does anyone have a flush to put it in?"
"IV is running wide open, so you don't need a flush." One of the other nurses reports.
I grab a pair of gloves and check for a pulse in the patient's wrist. The nurses start bagging. Jeff instructs them to make sure it's connected to Oxygen. It was not. I have a good pulse in the arm, but the nurses at the foot of bed start announcing a drop in Oxygen saturation. "75%...70%...60%."
The anesthesia attending arrives and takes over the ventilation. I barrow a stethoscope from another resident that has arrived. (Radiologist don't normally carry them since we need them so rarely, but I am starting to rethink that position.) I announce, "I have heart tones." By this point, the oxygen saturation is back to 100% and the patient is starting to move his arms. The Narcan had started working. The patient had responded a bit aggressively to the sedation prior to the procedure which resulted in a bit of respiratory distress. Just a bit.
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Richie is already running off at the mouth!
