Sliding Thoughts

This

I don’t like spaces.
Between sentences they’re ok.
But not between people.

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Happy Ayyam-i-Ha, everyone…party tonight was off the hook.

Mawaige & Twue Wuv

At the clinic today I went to the staff lounge to get some tea (my eyes were trying to close, and I had no toothpicks available to prop them open). Usually the lounge is quiet and empty…but I happened to walk in during the nurses’ lunch break.

Chaos! There were 9 nurses in a very small space…all between the ages of 35-60. These women are some of the sweetest, toughest, and sometimes scatterbrained people I’ve ever met. They help me decipher doctor’s handwriting and always say hello to me.

Well, when I walked in they were jovially ribbing one of the young male doctors (who is tall and good-looking, of course). This is pretty much how the conversation went:

Nurse 1: “Are you married, doctor?”
Nurse 2: “No, he isn’t married.”
Nurse 1: “Not married, why not?! Are you dating someone?”
Doctor grabs cup of coffee.
Nurse 3: “Yes, he is! Aren’t you, dear? How long has it been?”
Nurse 4: “Oh my, aren’t we something?”
“One month.” -mumbled through a smile
Nurse 5: “oooh well we can’t interfere yet. We have to give it time.”
*laughter*
Nurse 6: “You ladies are just awful, awful! Stop harassing the poor man!”
Doctor escapes with coffee in hand and embarrassed grin on his face.

I was giggling the whole time. Poor guy…
Right now, I hear Jerry Springer on a television somewhere in the clinic. I’ve never SEEN a television here, so I don’t know where it is coming from.
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Ayyam-i-Ha Party @ my place Friday night, 8 pm. Bring your dancing shoes!

Not what you think.

this hurts.
i am not accustomed to making you miserable.
or you.
and you…
well, you and i do not yet know
how this will be resolved
since resolution requires communication
and this, while it constitutes
words and sounds,
is not speaking.
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And as i walk into the sun…
and as i stare across this ocean…
and as i start a brand new day…
but i felt we’d be the same, again.

-Dirty Vegas, “Walk Into The Sun”

Paint!

These are the colors we chose for our dining room wall “mural”. It is all done now, but you’ll have to come over to our house to see the finished product.

(Actually, I haven’t gotten around to taking a final picture yet…will do that soon, I promise!)

We painted it all in 2 evenings, and did not spill a drop of paint ANYWHERE. We’re just awesome like that. Mad skillz in my house, yo.

I forgot how much I like painting! Especially using a roller…haven’t done it in such a long time. My dad, being awesome as he is, taught us how to paint when we were young, which is useful when you grow older and have to do things for yourself. I’m also not afraid to wield hedge clippers, a lawnmower, a handsaw, and various gardening/home repair tools. I may not be an expert, but I can get the job done.
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PS: my internet magically started working again after nearly 2 weeks of sulking. Silly computer. *shakes head*

The Clinic

Wierd Diagnoses:

Flap Wound: yes, this is what it sounds like. This particular person had it on their finger. ouch!

Flat Feet: I am sorry to anyone who has flat feet, but every time I type this in I think of ducks.

Hair in Ear Canal: um, ew.

“Soft Mass on Palm, please evaluate & excise”- this one made me shudder.
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Every day around 3:30 pm babies are crying somewhere in the clinic. My co-worker and I think it is a ghost. haha.

My boss sings along to Ludacris and Eminem.
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I see a lot of the same diagnoses. I know the ICD-9 code for obesity, because it seems like every fourth referral is to Nutrition & Wellness for obesity, and I know the code for diabetes. Cancers…I see the most for breast cancer, but today I’ve typed in lung and prostate cancer. One day I typed in a referral for a person who had HIV and 2 STDs.

I don’t see any of the student referrals, because that is on a different system that I am not trained in. I’m sure they don’t have as many referrals to specialty clinics, nor are those referrals as serious. Most of my patients are 40-60 years old. I see many of the same names over and over, many with multiple diseases or health issues.

I think it is a good thing I do not have contact with patients. Reading about it is hard enough.

Where oh where…

i don’t know what to blog about
my muse fell off a cliff
and bounced on the sharp rocks below

(making cornbread from my own recipe and baking chocolate cupcakes. you know you’re jealous)

Chance of flurries tonight. Whenever I hear that, I think of ice cream.
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I don’t need to make a statement or alter the shape of the universe. Well, at least not in my blog. You see, my friends, is that it really doesn’t matter what I do here. Chances are, I’d probably make more people upset than anything else. This is an amusing space, but I’m not here to change the way people think or force something on people that don’t want to be involved. I’m just here.

Having had a blog in one form or another for 4 years…you figure things out. You figure out that your audience is not something that you get to choose. You are not in your own private universe, playing God. And you don’t always have the luxury of having the same kinds of conversations that you have in person.

I am ok with that. Because no matter what I think the effect of my posts are, the fact remains that if I choose to play God (or psychologist), I can’t guarantee that people won’t get hurt. And I can’t guarantee that backbiting will not happen. I do not want this blog to be the catalyst for that.

“… Each of us is responsible for one life only, and that is our own. Each of us is immeasurably far from being ‘perfect as our heavenly Father is perfect’ and the task of perfecting our own life and character is one that requires all our attention, our will- power and energy.

(Compilations, Lights of Guidance, p. 92)

The #12 Roosevelt

There was a woman sitting contentedly at the bus stop today.
She had a green knit hat. It looked homemade.
I sat next to her on the small bench,
pulled out my textbook to read (exams next week).
She asked what I was studying in school.
“Business, and then hopefully start my own someday.”
She smiled, with a wistful look in her eyes,
“I wanted to do that.”
We talked about social security, politics,
and the politics of family in which the oldest sister dies
and she, the middle one, is responsible for their parents.
“I am 50 years old. I don’t know how I am going to do it.”
The bus came, she sat in the back, and I stood nearby.
One of her counterparts was already on the bus
and with more in common to talk about, they conversed.
I only had a few blocks to go, and as I stepped off the bus,
she called after me: “Good luck!”
and smiled lovingly.
I waved goodbye and smiled back,
breathing in bus exhaust as I walked away.

True friendship

Sometimes, my friends, it is easy to get caught up in things. Inspiration and guidance is always found in the Writings. We are here on this planet for a reason.
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The advent of the prophets and the revelation of the Holy Books is intended to create love between souls and friendship between the inhabitants of the earth. Real love is impossible unless one turn his face towards God and be attracted to His Beauty.

(Abdu’l-Baha, Tablets of Abdu’l-Baha v3, p. 505)

The love which exists between the hearts of believers is prompted by the ideal of the unity of spirits. This love is attained through the knowledge of God, so that men see the Divine Love reflected in the heart. Each sees in the other the Beauty of God reflected in the soul, and finding this point of similarity, they are attracted to one another in love.

(Abdu’l-Baha, Paris Talks, p. 180)

Strive ye by day and night to cultivate your unity to the fullest degree. Let your thoughts dwell on your own spiritual development, and close your eyes to the deficiencies of other souls. Act ye in such wise, showing forth pure and goodly deeds, and modesty and humility, that ye will cause others to be awakened.

Never is it the wish of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá to see any being hurt, nor will He make anyone to grieve; for man can receive no greater gift than this, that he rejoice another’s heart. I beg of God that ye will be bringers of joy, even as are the angels in Heaven.

(Selections from the Writings of Abdu’l-Baha, p. 203)

Computer broken=Sholeh sad

Help!

If you are one of my computer literate friends that lives nearby, I am asking for assistance. My computer refuses to connect to the internet, even though the other computers on the wireless network in the house can connect. It is a problem with my PC, and I’ve tried having folks help through the phone but nothing happens. If you are available to come look at my computer, I’ll bake you a cake. I’m serious.