a case of mistaken identity

Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving! I had a lot of fun and enjoyed 5 days off. Mr. Big (formerly known as The Boyfriend and Big Guy) and I went to visit his parents about 8 hours away. We were pretty tired from the drive when we got there Wednesday Night. His parents decided to open some wine before we sat down to a late dinner. I went off to the bathroom and when I came out, the wine was being poured. I came up behind Mr. Big and then sidled up to him as he poured my wine. I put my arm around him in a rather close hug. I looked up at him and realize that it was not Mr. Big I had my arms around, it was Mr. Big's dad! I was so embarrassed! I know I turned 30 shades of red as I quickly removed my arms and went over to the real Mr. Big. The thing is, I'm used to Mr. Big pouring the wine, he and his dad are about the same height, and when I came up behind him I wasn't really looking at him...I just assumed it was my boyfriend. Fortunately, nobody made a big issue of it. Mr. Big thinks his dad probably liked it.

I can't believe Thanksgiving is here! It seems like we just had Christmas! Today is my last day at work before having 5 days off. I'm hoping it will be slow so maybe I will get sent home. All I seem to be doing when I'm on call is "coat-tailing", so it's not like I'm actually needed. Yesterday I was doing the pre-op evaluations for people having surgery today. I went to see this one guy who was pretty mangled from a car accident. I noticed he had tattoos all over him and when I leaned over to listen to his heart, I noticed across his neck was tattooed, "Trust No Bitch". I thought that was pretty offensive, but did I say anything? No. God forbid if I upset a patient. This man is very obviously a gang-banger. A danger. A waste of effort, and yet, he will rack up a hospital bill of close to $500,000 and do nothing to repay his debt, let alone the debt he owes to society. He will go back to wherever he lives and continue on his destructive path. I know I sound terribly judgemental and mean, but it's the same people every day, sucking up our nation's healthcare resources.

Access Hollywood report today that FedEx (the loser formerly known as K-fed) had to take a taxi home from the airport. That makes me so happy. Funny how I don't know him and yet I have this extreme disgust for him. I guess it's kind of a relief knowing there are people out that who are way more screwed up than I.

Well, I don't know why I'm so cranky today. Sorry. I hope I snap out of it.

A new obsession

Pottery Barn. I love their furniture. I love their catalogues. The Boyfriend (who now wishes to be called Big Guy on my blog), gets their catalogues in the mail. I always like looking at them, but there's something about being gainfully employed that makes me want their stuff even more. I found about $4,000 of furniture that I MUST have! I swore off cheap furniture...I'm a grown up now and want nice furniture....so I may just save my money and buy one piece at a time. I don't know much about their furniture though. It seems pretty sturdy in their store,but I don't want to buy something of low quality that is overpriced, so I have some research to do.

I guess I'm blogging about furniture because there's nothing else to blog about. Work is okay. I'm back at the universit hospital this month. Twice now, I've been told, "NURSE! Go get me a coke!". Well, there are just a few things wrong with that request:
1. I'M NOT A NURSE! Yes, they even let women into med school now!
2. If I was a nurse, I have more important things to do than to run around getting people sodas
3. If I was a nurse, a simple "please may I have a soda?" would have a profound effect on whether or not you actually got one
4. Don't ever order me around. It's bad enough being an intern. I'm not about to start taking orders from rude patients that aren't even mine.

Only 1 thing

Only 1 good thing came out of this week (and it wasn't the elections): Britney Spears finally filed for divorce. K-fed and his stupid fedora are finally taking a hike. I heard a clip of one of his rap songs this morning and he IS REALLY AWFUL! In addition, every photo I've ever seen of him with that dumb smug grin make me want to slap him and ask him why he is such a big loser.

So today I had to go do pre-op assessments on patients having surgery tomorrow. This one guy I talked to is having part 2 of a surgery. Part 1 was yesterday and consisted of removing a foreign body...a hi-ball glass to be exact....from his rectum, which had been stuck for 2 weeks. Actually, they couldn't get the glass out. They had to open up his belly, open his rectum, and try to push the glass out. It was still stuck so they finally had to break the glass in his rectum to get it out. Incidentally, the guy is also an avid meth user. His wife whispered to me that he didn't yet know that he's had a foreign body removed from his rectum. What?! How does that happen? How can you have a glass stuck up your ass and not know it's there?? Folks, this is your tax money hard at work!

48 hours and counting...

Until the end of the elections! Is anybody else REALLY tired of hearing about it? If I had the money and the time, I would individually mail every election flyer I have received back to the personal home of the candidates. One by one, everyday...they would get their dumb flyers in the mail. I love the idea. I never received my ticket to take my licensing exam in the mail. I am blaming it on the elections. I think I became overzealous in throwing away junk mail and may not have seen the skinny envelope helplessly wedged in between one candidate's pledge for "Faith, Family, and Freedom" and another's pledge for "Conservative Values"....whatever the heck that means. What I find funny is the "Faith, Family, and Freedom" candidate got divorced after she cheated on her husband. How's that for hypocrisy? God I love politicians......

Moving on.....

Where did the weekend go? Do I really have to go back to work tomorrow?

First of all, my weekend began with an unfortunate accident involving me and some Veet. I use the stuff a lot and have never had problems. This time I ended up with alkaline burns all over my legs. Talk about painful....

I dropped off The Boyfriend at the airport today. He's going to a medical conference to get some CME credits in. I have absolutely no reason not to study a lot this week. That is my goal: study a lot.