There's No Beginning, There'll Be No End

Sorry it has been a few days since I last graced you with my very important opinions. It's okay to admit that you have missed me. Monday and Tuesday were busy days at work; yesterday I spent recovering and today I have been trying to get organized. Benji tipped over the table again, so we finally changed spots with the ugly bottom half of the old microwave cart. I was hoping to fit all our DVDs in there so we could keep them fairly safe from little teeth and slobber. So I bought like 20 small bins from the dollar store to organize said DVDs, and now they don't all fit. It would be nice if we had a real entertainment center instead of the wire rack. One day, maybe. I'm really tired, but I'm excited for the weekend. I still have to organize my stuff for Primary (including making cookies, since I promised them treats if they still had this month's song memorized . . .) and give it to my wonderful substitute; I have to pack us up, do dishes, fold laundry, shave my legs, etc. Lots to do, but it will be worth it to spend some good family time in Logan.** I got to do a C-section at work the other day; actually, it was a cesarean/hysterectomy. They are always a little scary, because we don't do a lot of them in the O.R. If we do, then there's a good reason for it and there's usually a lot of blood loss. The baby was about 35 weeks gestation (pretty much the same as Lexy) and she was the sixth child for this mother, so it wasn't too sad. Mom was all the way asleep, and baby looked healthy to me; she was already 5 lbs 9 oz. Of course, the NICU friends were standing by, and they took her away as soon as she was out, so I didn't get to see much of her. I love doing C-sections--it is such a miracle to see a baby being born. Today I assisted on a surgery on a 99-year-old. I'm pretty sure she's the oldest patient I have ever operated on. She did fine, too. She had had some pins placed into her shoulder, but she never followed up with her surgeon. Unfortunately, one of the pins slipped and went into her chest cavity, lodging in one of her vertebrae. So here's your lesson, people: follow-up with your doctors. I'm as guilty as the next person of non-compliance, but if you have hardware, stitches, bandages, splints, etc. that need to be removed, please go to your doctor. Okay, I'll step down off my soap-box now. So that's what has been happening in my world lately. I love that I get to help people and learn new things everyday. Sometimes it's at the beginning of a person's life; sometimes it's toward the end. Most of the time, it's somewhere in between, and often it's in a circumstance where that person would die if we didn't operate. It really does make you think. **Update: Allen just did the dishes. Yay. :o)