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I'm supposed to be without complaint.
Fine.
I don't have much for you all. I can tell you that an FDA Panel voted to discontinue Vicodin and Percocet, which is going to suck for a lot of people. I can tell you the degrees of burns are now called superficial, partial-thickness, and full-thickness as opposed to first, second, and third degree. I can tell you that the best splints are pillows or folded blankets and that, because oxygen is free, we give it to almost any patient.
I can tell you that most of the class is limping along and that I'll take my trauma test on Saturday. I haven't even laid hands on all the equipment yet.
I'm going to Atlanta for a few days. Work is paying for me to go to a conference. That part's really nice, even if it is for just a few days.
I got a very nice book just for having gotten sick from someone who I miss. I miss how she would take the time to really listen to me and I miss how she made me laugh. Thanks, sweets.
There's a very sweet someone much closer by who really charms me when s/he laughs, and snares me in these really sexy giggle feedback loops.
datpiff.com has free mixtapes(legal, as far as I can tell) that will get yo ass locked up, and if you love hip-hop like I do you might like a look over there. Good hip-hop is like a splint on a broken arm as far as I can tell. Try Lupe Fiasco. He can make me laugh and cry all on the same album. Do you know how often that happens? When is the next time Mars will be visible to the naked eye?
EDIT: I should say though, that I do support artists by purchasing their music, if it's not a mixtape or something that they are putting out there for free, if it's something I'm going to listen to repeatedly instead of deleting it. I do make it a point to go back and buy the songs (assuming they don't piss me off in the meantime on some bullshit). I still buy CD's or purchase legal downloads. Had a record player up until I moved out here (and then my LP's got stolen, but that's a different story.)
Fine.
I don't have much for you all. I can tell you that an FDA Panel voted to discontinue Vicodin and Percocet, which is going to suck for a lot of people. I can tell you the degrees of burns are now called superficial, partial-thickness, and full-thickness as opposed to first, second, and third degree. I can tell you that the best splints are pillows or folded blankets and that, because oxygen is free, we give it to almost any patient.
I can tell you that most of the class is limping along and that I'll take my trauma test on Saturday. I haven't even laid hands on all the equipment yet.
I'm going to Atlanta for a few days. Work is paying for me to go to a conference. That part's really nice, even if it is for just a few days.
I got a very nice book just for having gotten sick from someone who I miss. I miss how she would take the time to really listen to me and I miss how she made me laugh. Thanks, sweets.
There's a very sweet someone much closer by who really charms me when s/he laughs, and snares me in these really sexy giggle feedback loops.
datpiff.com has free mixtapes
EDIT: I should say though, that I do support artists by purchasing their music, if it's not a mixtape or something that they are putting out there for free, if it's something I'm going to listen to repeatedly instead of deleting it. I do make it a point to go back and buy the songs (assuming they don't piss me off in the meantime on some bullshit). I still buy CD's or purchase legal downloads. Had a record player up until I moved out here (and then my LP's got stolen, but that's a different story.)
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When you say "discontinue", do you mean that they'll no longer be available *at all*, or that they'll no longer be available unless the patient specifically pays for them? Forgive me if that sounds like a stupid question - it's coming from someone for whom universal healthcare is something she's grown up with. In the UK, some drugs are removed from the list of those which can be prescribed on the the NHS (National Health Service), usually on the grounds of "questionable efficacy" (i.e. they cost too damn' much) while remaining available to those who can pay for them privately. Is this situation similar?
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http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/31664450/ns/health-more_health_news/
Seems like acetominophen overdose is getting a lot of attention because it causes quite a bit of liver failure. Remember when I looked up Theraflu and Tylenol? Same thing here--people take TheraFlu and Percocet (acetominophen-combination drug) because they don't feel good and end up in the ER.
With the amount of money made on these, I don't think they'll be going anywhere soon. It'll be a down and dirty fight. Maybe a concession to lower the dose of acetominophen contained in each or making it a separate pill to aid in consumer dosage monitoring
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I wouldn't bet against Big Pharma prevailing, though - gotta love those lobbyists... NOT.
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Betcha anything Vicodin and Percocet stick around. If people would read warning labels ...
I'll chat with you about Atlanta and whether or not it overlaps with cat-sititng needs.
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www.epocrates.com is a friend.
w/o complaint? I'm in a bit of a thicket. This morning I realized it felt like my body, the one that is typing this to you is one end of a barbell. My emotions, everything I'm trying to own and contain, my fears, my shame, my pain, the must do's, the things for which I am very fortunate, the mask, the part of me that must act as if it knows what to do even when silently screaming in confusion are all the other end of that barbell. If I try to unpack it right now, I will have a gross imbalance, a hemorrhage of sorts. Yet I have a growing awareness that if I don't figure out something soon, no amount of direct pressure, "butching it up", pretending I'm fine when *I* know very clearly that I am not will stop what wells up... well, I don't need to continue this hyperbole, and I know many will be thankful if I don't. I'm "not okay," but I can't engage with the "not okay" right now because there is no room for things to not be okay, or I may drop everything. If I don't deal with it soon, the damage done may have unseen and irreversible effects.
It's not that I don't give thanks everyday for everything wonderful around me, and I acknowledge how incredibly fortunate I am to be sitting here. Always, I have to be cognizant of how what I say or don't say will affect others. I feel equally damned for what I feel I need to say and what I feel I can't or don't know how to say. There are no easy solutions--nothing that doesn't feel sloppy somehow.
Lately, I embrace a line in Stone Butch Blues which talks about having to be an authority in one's own life and not having anyone to ask for advice. And that the business of surviving doesn't leave much luxury to think about it. I gave myself the luxury of an hour to put this into words. There isn't room for more. I have no one to blame but myself, and I own that. So, onward.