things i learned this week

1. Standing up for yourself makes you feel super great.
2. Some things never ever ever change. Even though you really REALLY want them to, but you are secretly glad that they don't.
3. The ICD 9 for Patellofemoral Compression Syndrome is 733.92.
4. I need a pool and a hundred degree weather in my life.
5. The smaller things from the right people make me smile bigger than the bigger things from the wrong people.
6. Jello Sugar Free Chocolate Mousse = scrumdiddidlyumptious. Getchasome.
7. Chem 2 sucks worse. Much, much worse than Chem 1.

Rat Poison

There are times when I wonder if I'm taking the test or if I'm an option C on someone else's test. If you know me well, you know that I have a trifecta of old boyfriends. It goes in cycles, no matter how much I try. I think I heard from all of them in at least the last 24 if not 48 hours. How do you politely tell someone to LOSE MY NUMBER. kthanks. I'm over here picking up thousands of shattered pieces of myself, my fingers are bleeding and unrecognizeable, and I just want a party burrito with no chili sauce, a frozen margarita with extra salt, my footie pjs, and a Rachel McAdams movie, preferably the Notebook, but at this point I'm not picky. Eh. Maybe I should be flattered. I guess I have (in a droninig monotone voice) wonderful qualities as a wonderful person which draws COMPLETE PSYCHOTIC WUSSY BOYS TO ME. I apologize for ending that last sentence in a prepositional phrase, but alas, it could not be helped. So here is an open letter to the dearly departed of the Ghosts of Boyfriends Pasts (not to be confused with the Jennifer Garner/Matthew McConaughey movie. My movie is not a romantic comedy. Think: The Exorcist meets Freddy, Jason and Michael Myers)

Dear Sirs:

For reasons, for the most part, unbeknownst to me, we have come to this juncture in our strange relationships that has forced me to request that you be kind, respectful and loving to your current girlfriend(s). Thanks for using me as your teething ring. Get lost. Literally. I don't care that you hate your job, that you just spent 150 dollars on unneccessary things at 'wally world' or that your friend recently saw me looking hot, and that collectively you all wish "Things were different and that we could be friends"

Yours Truly,

Vomit in the back of my throat.


Time to get out the D-Con and seriously mean it.


"I got to thinking about relationships and partial lobotomies. Two seemingly different ideas that might just be perfect together... like chocolate and peanut butter." C. Bradshaw

and back to the juco i go...

I'm moving back to midtown, my brother's getting married this weekend, and I have to go back to school. ICK. I'm money stressed to the max, I'm sick of Chem 2 already (and I haven't even been to the first class yet) and the last place I really want to go is to Kansas City this weekend to participate in wedding festivities. Yes. I said it outloud. I do not want to go to my own brother's wedding. I'm sure after I get there I will be much more excited, but at this point in time I'm so tightly wound that I could implode at any minute. *POOF* I have to apply for volunteer opportunities, register for the GRE (AND for the prep class) as well as go back to Tulsa Community College for round 2 of beatings.

This better be worth it.

On a happier note..... ummmmmmmm. hmmmmmm. I'll get back. As long as I can fit into my bridesmaid dress. Drunk, skinny, single older sister = fun. Drunk, fat older single sister = sad state of affairs.

yup.

I HAAAAATE New Years. No joke. But for some reason, I had the best New Year's I've had in a while. I kinda wish I could do it again. Happy New Year, Happy New Decade. Goodbye old. Hello New. Yikes and YAY.

things i've learned this week

1. I love my friends. I already knew this, but to be reminded of it is good fun.

2. Having a four day weekend sucks. It's great and all, but going BACK to work is bru-tal.

3. I hate snow, winter, etc.

4. Glittery toe nail polish is to be added to things that sound like a good idea but are not. Also on this list is: Bangs, and Rumple.

5. Getting stuck in snow and ice makes me wanna drink. I wish you could have an option. No thanks, I don't want to get my car stuck, I would rather have a beating. Thankyouverymuch.

6. Trying to lose ten pounds before 1/16/10 would be a lot easier if the Brook did not exist.

7. The fact that I can do the Miley Cyrus "Hoedown Throwdown" AND am really good at it is a little disturbing.

Christmas State of Mind

I love this time of year. I love everything Christmas is about, I even love the stress of getting a year wrapped up. At work, the end of the year is a MADHOUSE. It's fun. I call it my magical fairy dust wand. I can squeeze and shimmy one more surgery into every nook and cranny, and the gratefulness of people is astounding. Taking ten more minutes out of my day to make someone elses day, week, and year better is the cherry on top for me. From sweet elderly ladies with extremely displaced meniscal tears to high school kids with ACL tears and labral tears who need the holiday break to recover. It seems in the midst of the stress and the chaos, when we are able to make orthopedic "magic" happen, it's all the more amazing.

We took a little girl to the OR after clinic to do a closed reduction under fluoroscopy this week. She was seven, and she was the bravest little soldier I have ever seen. As we were taking her to the OR, she was saying her Bible verse of the week "When I am afraid, I will trust in You, In God whose word I praise, in God I trust I will not be afraid." It was AWESOME. I was moved to the point of tears, and teetering on the verge of a breakdown. This little seven year old girl quoting scripture in a time of uncertainty. The angels must have been having a heyday. Little Lucie is my inspiration for the week, and possibly the year. Secondly, watching Dr. Superwonderful put that little girls arm back where it needed to be was not earth shattering and took all of ten seconds, but to hear him say to her parents, "I am just a tool that God uses to help His people" was so amazing. Granted, a closed reduction of a seven year old's arm was not the "coolest" thing I've seen him do all year. Not even close. But to hear his humility and humbleness in the service of Christ the King was the greatest Christmas present I got this year, and I haven't even unwrapped any presents. I like to complain alot about patients and my boss' nuances and overbearing nature, but I am honestly blessed beyond measure to be this surgeon's right hand. Someone definitely knew what they were doing when I was hired to work for him, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't Dr. Superwonderful....

This year I have realized that when I wipe the state of depression and self loathing from my eyes, I find a pretty cool girl that is stronger than she knows, and who lives in a allowance of grace that is extremely past any understanding.

MERRY CHRISTMAS YA'LL!!!!!

things that make me nuts

Man this week has been seriously just silly. I had several tests I needed to study for and the work week was BRU-TAL, and I almost got hit by a train. This is not a joke. You know that moment when you're sitting on a train track waiting for a light to change, and you think to yourself.... I wonder what would happen if a train were to just come down that track right now?? Yeah, that happened to me. On my way to my chemistry test. After taking that test, I'm starting to wonder if getting crushed by that train would have been easier.

At any rate, IT'S FRIDAY, IT'S PAYDAY, and I DON'T HAVE ONE THING I NEED TO BE DOING AT WORK TODAY.

So, I am making a pictoral list of things that kick my OCD into overdrive.

1. Cherry ChapStick. Smells do not gross me out, as I am a Medical Professional. Everything about the way CherryChapstick smells makes me GAG.

2. Eraser tops. I am already erasing something, which means I've made a mistake, and just when I start to get a really good erase going... these things fall off and invariably go behind your computer or roll across the floor. I hate these things so much that I would like to strangle their creator. I give them the middle finger in my mind when I see them. Mechanical pencils are the way to go anyhow. Welcome to the 21st Century.

3. Open cabinents. Seriously, it took a nanosecond to open it. Take another nanosecond to close it. God made these to open for a reason, there is a reason they close as well.

4. I'm not a fan of cartoon character printed scrub tops (you will hardly ever find me in a printed scrub top at all) but the scooby doo printed scrub tops make me want to scream. If you work in a Pediatric Clinic of any sort, the scooby scrubs are ALMOST excusable. ALMOST. However, if you are wearing one and I am rude to you, it's not you. It's the stupid scrubs you are wearing that I can't stand to be around.

That's all for now. I am sure that there are more things to be added to this list at a date TBD. I'm going to start my Friday of fun by kicking back with my coffee and my Stephanie Meyer book. I love my life today.