Wednesday, February 05, 2014

Snopacalypse 2014

Obviously, I'm no longer in the southeast.  As a result, I've missed the most recent snowpacalypse that laid waste to traffic in GA.  Seems that friends and family from Atlanta all have horror stories of how bad everything was.  Glad I didn't have to be a part of it.

My folks let me know that they had broken out the snowshoes and decided to traipse around.  Although I'm not sure that less than 3 inches of snow really qualifies as an adequate base for using said snowshoes, they had a good time.  At the risk of alienating them (or angering them), I received the following image from their jaunt and thought I'd share.

I've never been snowshoeing and don't claim to be an expert but something seems a little odd about the photo.  Mom might be doing it wrong.

Wait, It's February?

Unbelievably, it's February.  I'm on the downhill side of my black weekend (where you are on call on a Saturday and need to work post-call on Sunday) and am looking forward to having a day off on Saturday, two more days of work and then 24 hours off! I've been at it for two straight months; first, on an internal medicine service and, now, on an inpatient family medicine service. Up at 4:30, in by 5:45, rounding by 7:30, home in the late PM. Wash. Rinse. Repeat. Day. After day. After. Day. Sick patients in, get them better, they come back. Rewarded for efficient work with more work.  

Again, my main advice is never do heroin.  And don't have the shitty misfortune to have a severe mental illness because you'll be marginalized to the edges of society, fail to make good decisions about your health care, will fail to consistently take your medication, will be victim to your mental illness which will lead you ultimately to heroin which, once more, you should never, ever, ever do.

I. Am. So. Tired.

Speaking of not doing heroin:  PSH, RIP.  My money has it that last words were "I'm a *** idiot."