hip to the drip...

so, i am not sure what the hell the title means, but it just came out and i have no excuse since in could just go ahead and delete it... but alas, i really don't feel like it. maybe i should have said 'hip hurts' or 'blood drip' or something alon those lines that can also have more than one meaning but somehow not come across so absurdly, un-gorkable to most.

to coment quickly on the pics... april sure loves her 'dead guy' ale or 'old man' ale... whatever! she also very precariously loves to kiss her alcoholic beverages... find the answers not at the bottem of the glass will you, grasshopper.... only go down to the point that you can get back out! haha.

so, monday was awesome for me as far as work goes. i had the wonderful experience of throwing in a good 8 intubations, LMA, LTAs, including intubating a 6 month old [this comes into play later... i.e. today where the crna would not let me intubate a 1 month old and had her student do it. i think that she was a little biased towards her student... ok, i realize that i am just a med student, but she is a student as well and had to have a 1st intubation of a <3 mo old [no internet-heart pun intended], thus since i had been successful a couple of times with smaller and smaller kids, i thought it would be the next logical step... she didn't say that she would do it, but that her STUDENT would do it... i guess i just don't understand. well, i held it together and remained respectful and came to find out that she was the employee of the month for the hospital that i work at... i wouldn't have voted for her.... besides, it took the student crna 2 attempts to get the intubation. she stated that maybe if i was an ER resident and i needed the numbers that maybe then she would let me... wonderful... just flippin wonderful... so teach me after the fact when i could have a kid come into the er or icu and have not intubated a kid at such an age in a controlled setting and am forced to perform this task in the uncontrolled er... perfect logic... perfect... don't teach before, that woudl be too easy... to easy for future patients and situations... but leave it to her to not think about this. at least that was on my mind. can you tell i am a smidge-bit bitter... well, if not, good, becasue i am not anymore now that i got that little rant out of my system... i think that this was the loongest bracketed aside ever!]. anyway, so monday was good for that... and was a great day until the evening.... let me elaborate, shall i:
well, i was on my way to an aoa meeting [ironically enough as it turns out {no april, not a-ok}] where i was going to go and pick up some gas, well, at least have my car pick it up and then off to the meeting. the problem occurred on the way to the gas station when i heard the putter putter of that little golf struggilng to start from a stop light that i was at. sure enough it sputtered out like an old man with bph trying to pee, before it finally came to a stop in the middle of the road... situated in such a location that was not quite close enough to a gas station or close enough to get back home [not to mention the 1/4 mile hill i would have had to push it back up].
so, sitting in my car, i called my roommate, 'the goucho' if i may... and it took a good 20 min for him to get the fact that i called just shy of 6 million times [or so he tells me]. when he called, he was at the track with he who completes our 'old-man' trifecta of running, the EDster. well, he said that he would come right away, but nay i told him... nay. you see, 'the Ed' is currently on baby call and can not be deterred for too long at any one time from his duties [and understandably / rightly so]. thus i told the goucho to go ahead and do the workout whilst the ed was temporarily off baby duty and available to workout with someone. besides, by the time that the goucho would have gotten to me, ed would have been done, the sun would have been set and i already missed my meeting. so it seemed only logical that they got the workouts in... and i called one of the guys at the meeting and 'pseudo-teleconferenced' in my votes. so, it was all good. as it turns out i only sat in my car an hour and a half until help arrived. ahhh... it was nice to see the goucho and the gas can that he possessed. so, after driver [my car's name] had his little snack, it was off to home and ... yeah... that was about it for that day

then tuesday came and brings me to the point where the 'hip' came from. it was my first time gong back to a full approach on the pv runway since earlier last summer. yeah, let's just say my first plant didn't go so smooth.. ok, i didn't do a damn thing right, unless you consider flying into the fence next to the pole vault pit the correct thing to do. because, if you do, then i nailed exactly what was supposed to be done. with a nice bruise across my right hip, in proceeded to come down the runway again... because only pansies and smart people would have stopped at that point... it takes guts and stupidity [both of which i possess plenty of] to bring it down the runway after that. anywho, i did and it went well, but that is about all my hip could take for the day, and i was content to end on a mediocre note. hopefully this will give me the uplifting boost [no pun intended] to vault on saturday... or not so much. who knows, maybe i won't even jump this weekend as chris [friend and former teammate and roommate] is hosting 10 meets this year later on... an i definatly need the time.

i was then told that wednesday was singles awareness day or valentine's day, depending on how you view this culturally instituted, corporate america-introduced, commercially cheapened, money-moving 'hallmark holiday' of sorts. holiday? funny title to tag onto this day, the day of the death of st. valentine. i was a little curious as to the origin of the valentine's card, so i checked it out...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valentine%27s_day
anywho, the rest is history...

i suppose that is enough for now... off to find something to do with my afternoon... by something i mean food and by find i mean consume... and by 'by' i mean confuse... and by confuse i mean the opposite of apaulingly clear, i.e. GORK [check out m-w.com word of the day]

you know, if this wasn't already long enough i would love to blabber on about various such topics... but shall refrain for the time being... refrain from my inner desire to express in written form a feeling about something... whatever strikes my fance, i guess.
if y'all have a thought or are interested about my views/opinions on something, feel free to ask, drop me a line... poke me for freakin' sake - tee-hee!

well, this blog seems very 'much ado about nothing'... not surprising noting who it comes from...

oh, before i go, chris, yocum and i had some fun twirling on the rope and ring at the bubble... so check out my youtube [medicathle] as i posted the clip samplings of our 'thursday night live' fun at the bubble!

peace to all and love to teh same... i guess,
garry