case of the Mondays?

Almost died laughing at this one…


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too hot to handle?

Out of respect for the Boston Marathon, Monday’s normally scheduled someecard was postponed for today.  As someone who lived in Boston during the marathon bombings, posting a someecard about marathon running seems a little insensitive.  You may disagree – it’s fine; just let it go.

This card came to mind because I heard someone yesterday say “It’s hot outside” and I thought to myself – it’s 75 degrees in April with almost no humidity, that’s actually a picture perfect day in Southeastern Louisiana.  Just wait until July…


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free time

This post speaks to me in so many ways…


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The cautionary tale of Flint

A few weeks ago, the New England Journal of Medicine published a piece by David Bellinger about the lead contamination of water in Flint.  Bellinger calls it a abject public health failure.  It’s a good article about the health problems associated with lead poisoning, and Bellinger dives a little into the financial problems that led to such a crisis.

I’ve been trying to come up with a good post about what has occurred in Flint, although with all of the information out there in the mainstream media, and along with this article, I honestly don’t think much commentary is needed.

But I will add this.  Flint is not the end of this crisis; it is only the beginning.  It is but a cautionary tale. There are hundreds if not thousands of communities just like Flint – once great industrial centers that have fallen into poverty and with it their infrastructure.  That decline is  due to a variety of factors – many of which are politically charged and I won’t get into that now – but whatever the reason, Flint is not alone.

During this election cycle, I keep hearing that voters are angry – angry at the government for the economy, for changing social values, for terrorism, for corporate greed – whatever the reason.  But what I don’t hear is enough people being angry that the government – whether local, state, or federal – is not investing enough in infrastructure and therefore  no longer protecting its own people.  I don’t hear enough people being angry that the government literally poisoned its own people in Flint.  And I certainly don’t hear enough people asking which communities are next.
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Ellen speaks out

Ellen Degeneres spoke out yesterday about Mississippi’s recently passed religious freedom law, using her opening to discuss the topic.  The law allows people with religious objections to deny LGBT people marriage, adoption and foster care services, fire or refuse to employ them, and decline to rent or sell them property. While Degeneres noted that she’s not a particularly political person, the religious freedom law isn’t about politics.  “This is human rights,” she says.

She goes on in her very Ellen way to talk about the law but she hits the nail on the head when she says,

…that is the definition of discrimination.  It is also something that the supreme court already ruled on when they made marriage a right for everyone.  Everyone.


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Proper is a word forged by men who would seek to enslave us with it.

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Confessions of an ER nurse

100% stolen from Facebook (sorry, I don’t know the author), but I think it’s important to share.  And I don’t think this experience is unique only to Emergency Room nurses/physicians, but is felt by many people throughout the hospital, albeit to a lesser extent.  I’m certain people who work in an ICU will understand this as well.

When people learn I work in the Emergency Department they usually ask, “How do you do it”? or say “Wow, I bet you see a lot of crazy things”. My answer out loud: “It’s never dull”. My answer in my head: “You have no idea”.

In what profession do you walk out of a room that someone has just yelled, “I’m gonna kill you bitch” and laugh? Do you perform CPR, call a time of death, then talk about your weekend plans all in the same breath? It gets worse. You don’t want to know.

Even the bad ones: a rape or child abuse. Even that has to be walked away from and on to the next stomach ache, cough/cold, or even heart attack. It may, for a minute, leave a pit in your stomach the weight of a bowling ball. But even then, you can usually get rid of it with a sigh so deep that it goes all the way down to your toes. Sometimes it takes two sighs.

Sometimes I give a high five to someone on my team. Not to say “Congrats”, but to feel a little human touch and know that I’m not alone.

If a tear even feels like it might try to work its way up from your throat, you swallow it quick. It does no one any good to let it out. The family can’t see it. Your co-workers can’t see it. We all get one turn to break down and then everyone else has to be strong. We can’t all walk around like sobbing messes. When I see another on my team tear up (dead children do it the most to us), I know this time, it can’t be my turn.

So, we suck it up. We learn to turn “it” off. Too well, in fact. What choice do we have? We cope. We walk into fatal car accidents with our first questions (mentally, at least) being…”were they drinking, were they high, they probably weren’t wearing their seat belts”. Something, ANYTHING, to separate us from this. Something, ANYTHING so we can sleep at night and try to convince ourselves that we are not so temporary. That our spouses and our children are not so temporary.

When we can’t find reasons, we have no choice but to swallow that lump. We come home, we hugs our kids, and we cope. By the time we wake up for our next shift, it’s almost gone.

Each time I had to do that, and I suspect I’m not alone, I lost a little something. I shut off that pathway: “sadness, remorse, fear” too many times. That now those feelings are hard to come by at all.

But I’m not alone. And it’s the people by my side that make me feel normal about this chaos that we live in. This peephole into reality, that only a few of us see. We, more than anyone understand the temporariness of it all. The unfairness of it all. That even children aren’t safe from this awful game of life that no matter what ALWAYS ends in death. What choice do we have? This is our job. This is our life. Even if we quit it, it’s too late. Once you peep through that hole, you can’t pretend you haven’t seen it.

If you don’t live in our world then that last sentence is creepy, maybe…morbid? Depressing? In our world, it is fact. It is life. It is truth. We have no veil of ignorance when it comes to our own mortality. Much to the dismay of our family and friends we sometimes come off as “cold” and (I hate this one)…”insensitive” or “desensitize”.

So we may cry a little less. But here is the upside: we also laugh a lot more. We love fully. We live without regret. We generally don’t waste time on negativity or pessimism. We understand fully “ONE LIFE” and we aren’t about to waste it. We wear our seat belts and don’t drink and drive. We live smart, but never in moderation! We are the ones laughing the loudest! We don’t shelter our kids, because even children without trampolines are sometimes “temporary”. So we let them jump and we let them laugh, we just have a net! We don’t keep them home from the park because we are worried about the “Boogy man” because we know most of the time it’s “Creepy Uncle Ralph” that is doing naughty things to the babies anyway.

If I did this job alone, the isolation would be maddening. But, I’m not. My co-workers are my sanity. My family: my rock. Together we get through this life with our eyes wide open. I wouldn’t change my world for anything.

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