Death, Taxes and A pair of $20 Timberlands
MICU
I spent a month taking care of really sick ppl in the Medical Intensive Care Unit. Some things I'll never forget about the rotation, the patient with the most horrifying breast cancer, then we were at a patients bedside when he went into P.E.A(pulselessness electrical activity) in front of 10 doctors, finally me and Kuya T. running to a code blue and finding a patient in a pool of blood and doing C.P.R. We extubated her three days later. . .she may go home this week! The weird reversal of roles as future physician taking to a patients family then visitng my gradfather in the M.I.C.U and having the resident talk to me. I'm certainly more sensitive to talking to patients family now having been on the other side of the fence.
W4
Ok so I've been out of work for the last four years and I get to signing my resident/work contracts. I get to the tax stuff and I freeze b/c i don't know what the *(&^*^&(& is going on. . .I really don't even know what head of household means anymore. Oh well, hopefully I'll learn all about the tax stuff as I go along. Physicians have been sterotyped as being inept at handling their own finances.
Outlet shopping at Barstow
I decided to go out of town for the weekend and hung out with Bobby and Rommel in Vegas. Nothing worthy of note except a side detour to the outlets and me scoring a pair of Timberlands for 20 bucks! Werd. . .
"I wear my timberlands boots so I can stomp and pace"-Nice-n-Smooth