What's your ideal career?

Your Career Type: Social

You are helpful, friendly, and trustworthy. Your talents lie in teaching, nursing, giving information, and solving social problems. You would make an excellent: Counselor - Dental Hygienist - Librarian Nurse - Parole Officer - Personal Trainer Physical Therapist - Social Worker - Teacher The worst career options for your are realistic careers, like truck driver or farmer.

What's Your Ideal Career?

Worst career choice-truck driver or farmer? Ha! That's an understatement for sure...I can't drive a stick shift and I hate bugs and manure! Not crazy about the dental hygienist tho. I would take pleasure in helping the patient to feel comfortable but dentistry does not appeal to me. I always feel a little squirrelly in the dentist office. I like them all but I'd rather get a pap!

On my next pap...after the exam...I look forward to playing tug-of-war with the doctor for the speculum because my kegels are so darn strong now! One of the perks in being a urology patient. ;)

I've GOT to find a teaching hospital that's less stingy with their budget!

Interesting Doctor Posts

While perusing the blogosphere the last couple of days, I came across some interesting posts that I want to link to because I think they are an interesting read and you will enjoy them too.

The first is a post in the Throckmorton's Other Signs blog titled "Accountability" written by Throckmorton. I really enjoyed this interesting take on the differences between doctors and lawyers. It seems that doctors have such an unfair burden by comparison...but then again...maybe it can be no other way because...indeed...their patient's very life could depend on their decisions and skill and that is not a trust to be taken lightly.

Lawyers can affect the fates of their clients and we need skilled and dedicated lawyers...they do accomplish great things. But the doctor through omission or commission literally could cause another human being to expire before their time. I don't know how they carry so much on their shoulders. It seems they have to juggle challenges on every front and still have time for their private lives.

It bothers me to think that doctors have to be worried about being sued when they are trying to help people - even saving their lives. I have such disdain for anyone that would unfairly sue a doctor. Yes...I know that there are the extreme cases and I understand that. People in every profession should be accountable. There has to be a standard. But the selfish, screw you, I'm getting everything I can from you just because I can, frivolous, gold digging sleaziness is just plain wrong. Okay...getting off soapbox now.

The second is a post in Surgeonsblog titled "You Are So Beautiful" written by surgeon Sid Schwab in which he eloquently describes his awe at the beauty of the perfect abdominal cavity with it's various organs that have yet to be hindered by additional fat and other things that put wear and tear on the various parts.

The following is part of the comment I left after reading that magnificent post: " I feel as though I have been romanced into falling in love with some stranger's abdominal cavity and their inner workings in all their glory. Your words are as poetry...no doubt wooing us in through your love and admiration for those special moments.

I remain in awe of your appreciation for what you do as a surgeon. I guess you could say that I am in awe that you are in awe...even after so many years of practice. I wish I was in that OR to see what you saw and understand it through your eyes.

Your patients are blessed to have a surgeon who cares so much."

There is a desire...

"There is a desire deep within the soul which drives man from the seen to the unseen, to philosophy and to the divine. " ~ Kahlil Gibran ~

Perfect Timing-Lifted Spirit

I like this pic. :)

"It is impossible to feel grateful and depressed in the same moment." ~ Naomi Williams ~

"How beautiful a day can be
When kindness touches it!" ~ George Elliston~

Someone really came through for me today with something I had my heart set on and they made this girl smile which says a lot, given how sad and disturbed I have been feeling of late. They of course don't know it but their timing couldn't have been more perfect. Nor do they know how much their thoughtful gesture lifted my spirit.

Even though you don't know I am writing this...thank you thoughtful person. May your life be filled with many wonderful blessings! :)

Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies, those transcendent moments of awe that change forever how we experience life and the world.
~ John Milton ~

Wisdom Imparted to Me From a Cherished Fellow Blogger

The following paragraph is some compassionate wisdom imparted to me from a cherished fellow blogger. (Thank you very much CFB!) This blogger is aware of my pain and distress over the crime committed in our community this past Tuesday. I opened my e-mail to find the following:

You probably need to build up some of your psychological 'walls'. Give yourself some soothing, relaxing time, say something like in a tub with your favourite bath salts, candles, music, a glass of really nice wine to sip or iced tea or hot chocolate if it is cold and snowy(!) and relax with a little mantra, such as "I am very upset that this happened, I am unhappy because (list why...e.g. it was in your ideal community, you knew the woman, you wonder if you are safe etc.) but then self-talk back into a safe and confident real world, rather than the worried imaginary world you may have created unwittingly because you are quite reasonably unsettled by all this. You can certainly say with some confidence that this sort of thing is rather unlikely to happen again in your community. Statistically speaking, it is incredibly unlikely.
You knew the woman slightly and have memories of her, but there was not much you could have done to have intervened and stopped this tragedy. Unfortunately, as I think I said before, gun culture where it is allowed to exist, will allow these tragedies to continue .

If you want to stop ruminating about the episode, I think you have to let it go. Perhaps even representing that 'letting go' by symbolically throwing petals of a flower into the sea or even some pretty pebbles, thinking about each sad thought and saying good bye to it as you cast it away.

You are correct, healing will come with time.

I asked CFB permission to post this and to share with some personal friends who are probably hurting even more than me.

Cherished fellow blogger...you warmed my heart with this one. Also your validating my feelings also helped me to identify them ...you know... these unspoken and seemingly in the shadows (but they're not) feelings just hovering over head, that I can at times feel permeating my being as if by osmosis. And when something bad happens...it sometimes feels like you need permission to feel good. Like if your too happy or enjoying yourself...that it's bad or disrespectful. Death is weird. I mean life goes on and it should, but it is a momentous event...worthy of respect for the person who has passed on. And the feelings that abound after someone dies in a tragic way... are multiplied many times over. Shock, disbelief, sadness and in this case unsettling and disturbing. And then your laughing with a friend or relative in the next moment...like there is a disconnect of sorts...and I guess there is, but it doesn't seem right. Yet... it is supposed to be that way...because life goes on.

It's ReallyThe Small Moments

It's odd how a day can seem so normal and so we go about our world often taking things for granted. We are clueless of any tragedy about to happen or that has already occurred. Then when we do find out...we are shocked and powerless to effect any change...to make the clock go back in time...to make things right again.

We all know this and we all forget at times...but we should make the most of each day. Sometimes we have the mentality of putting things off until after a certain event comes. I know I do that. We put our focus on the thing we are waiting for but let all the days and nights in between just blend into the other without seizing the day we have before us. Every day should be filled with purpose and open to new possibilities and moving forward. Not just biding our time until certain dates on the calendar arrive.

And purpose could be anything. We can purpose to work hard or even to just relax for the day. Time goes by before we know it. Time is a gift to be used wisely.

For most of my adult life I have gone out of my way to let the people I care about know that I love and care about them. Our sons have grown up hearing me tell them I love them every day. I have always believed never say good bye with an argument or bad feelings. Now that isn't always possible because life is life with it's ups and downs, but I can honestly say that the people in my life that I care about...know how I feel.

I think it is wonderful to have special things to look forward to, but I also think it's important to appreciate all the smaller moments in between and that perhaps more than anything... it is those multiplied small moments that are the quintessence of our human existence.

Homicide/Suicide?

I will say this for now. A woman I know in our community was shot in the head and killed in her home Tuesday afternoon. Her husband was flown out to a trauma center with a head wound. The police have been guarding the crime scene for 3 days and nights with cop cars and lights focused on the house and property taped off. As I was driving by tonight..I saw the police getting ready to leave the property. While it's not official as it is still under investigation...it appears to be a homicide/unsuccessful suicide. There's a lot I am not saying. I can't get the images out of my head. It is so tragic. It's bad enough when it is a stranger on the news but the feelings pass. But this...this just lingers ...it feels like like I can't get away from it. My friends feel the same way. :(

They have 3 adult children who are all under 30. Please say prayers for them and the rest of their family and friends...prayers for peace amidst the storm of what they are and will be enduring.

I Don't Feel Like Thinking :(

This is your true brain, the emotions that run your life!

See my brainscanner results

I don't feel like thinking and so I am putting up this little brainscannr I found on MbA's blog. I've had another post sitting waiting to be published since Tuesday and just not ready to post it.

RECEPTIONIST for Satan (revised) and Added Frasier and the Devil YouTube

Haha! Dr Satan's office would flash red with the same cryptic music as the patients entered into the bowels of this medical nether world and only the lucky few would would be able to flee as Frasier did. I thought this clip was apropos. ;)

RECEPTIONIST for Satan
Mature, self motivated indi-
vidual. Call 666-666-6666 (Numbers-my addition)

Ever since July 2006, I have read the daily want ads in our local newspaper. I go straight to the medical section as I like to keep tabs on what is out there, particularly doctor offices even though I have shelved that idea for now. I also have some local hospitals bookmarked and follow their HR postings as well as jobs on line.

I am not actively pursuing anything at the moment as I have decided I will have the elective surgery I have been contemplating if I can get past one last concern I have. Hopefully my doc will be able to allay this last concern I have and then it will be a green light to plan accordingly.

But I digress.

Last night I went to the want ads as usual and honed in on the medical section. I saw ORTHODONTIC assistant advertised first and then underneath that "RECEPTIONIST for Satan". I pride myself in that I can work with difficult personalities but call me crazy...I draw the line at working for Doctor Satan. Seriously!

What the heck??? Well that got my attention! Who knew? Well isn't it nice to know that Satan is current with the times and isn't seeking to employ his usual servile minions?

What is the dress code? Is his receptionist the antitheses of the usually coveted receptionist. (Yes...the good ones are coveted!) Or does his receptionist speak with gilded tongue and present as an angel of light only to morph into evil personified once the unsuspecting victim has been lured in? Is it a one way office. Once the unsuspecting patients enter...do they ever leave again or is it then an eternal proposition like in the song Hotel California? Really though...patients should be suspicious when they hear Marilyn Manson and death metal music piped into to the elevator as the elevator descends downward beyond the numbered floors. I'm just sayin.

What kind of person would apply? Are they knocking Dr Satan's doors down to get in? Is the work environment hot like an inferno?. (Overly heated work environment is my idea of hell on earth) Benefit package? Are there gargoyles in the waiting room? My head was reeling with images I tell you... reeling.

At third glance under a light I saw that it read as RECEPTIONIST for Salon! HaHa!!!! And it was the office section and not the medical section. (Orthodontist shouldn't have been there) What a relief...phew!

Ya can't have a Dr Satan..it jest ain't right! I can see it now..."Hey SeaSpray how are you? Working yet? Who? Dr Satan? Ummmm...that's nice...see ya!" Or at the hospital..."Paging Dr Satan! Paging Dr Satan ... STAT!"

Nah...the docs are the good guys and gals. :)

*I wanted to put a pic up but I am such a wussette that I just can't do evil creepy or I'd scare and creep my self out! I would be hiding behind a pillow every time I entered my own blogg until the picture disappeared into older posts. I'm a Disney girl at heart, happy endings and all that :)

My First time and It Was Fun! :)

I am a tad late with this but I just want to say it was fun going over to Dr A's last Thursday night to listen to him interview Dr Schwab from Surgeonsblog. I've already said he has me turned into a surgical groupie, so listening to him talk was almost more than this girl could stand. As a matter of fact I overcame my shyness (yes...sometimes..I AM shy) and called into the show.

First I joined the chat room. That was fun. Those people have a great sense of humor..Ha ha! It was also nice to connect in real time on that level with some familiar blogosphere names. At one point I know there was 22 people in there and boy does it move along quickly.

I think it was so cool that Bongi (a surgeon from south Africa) called into the show. I think he said it was around 4 am over there and that he had gotten up to listen to the show. I immediately loved his voice and accent. Dr Rob called in (nice to know he is back in the blogosphere again) as well as Enrico and Eric the pragmatic. (Not familiar with the latter two bloggers but nice way to learn of them.) I think all the call-ins and discussions were interesting.

Then somewhere in that mix I decided to take the plunge and call in to the show. It was interesting being on hold because I was simultaneously trying to listen to the show on the air, follow the chat AND follow the show on the phone which is actually 10 seconds ahead of the airtime show. Talk about multi-tasking!

I really enjoyed speaking with Dr Schwab and Dr A. I was feeling unbelievably shy although I don't think it is perceptible too much on the air. Well until I announced that my voice was wavering because I was feeling shy! And I was speaking a bit faster and I used the word "and" a lot. :) Both doctors were most gracious the entire time and I felt very welcomed. My face was also feeling hot by the time I hung up and I am guessing it was maybe magenta too! However...now that I have broken that barrier...I know I will call in again to say hi, ask a question or just chat. I might even call into some syndicated radio talk shows to get in on the political conversations. I have wanted to do that for a long time. :)

I know we live in the age of satellites and instant communication, that ham operators have been communicating around the world for years and people have also been calling in to syndicated radio and television shows for years. But this felt different and admittedly this girl was wowed by the experience! To have this capability...simultaneously... right from our own homes...it truly is amazing.

I have been perusing the blogosphere since October 2006 and so have gotten familiar with many of the regular commenters. It is really neat to now have voices attached to some people I read and I look forward to hearing many more! The blogging experience seems all the more enriched by this. :) And to think if I hadn't gotten sick in early 2006...I may never have discovered this wonderful hobby. Also, Dr Schwab told Dr A that he was a pioneer in doing the BlogtalkRadio. A pioneer indeed! Thanks Dr A!

If anyone would like to read Dr A's epilogue to the Sid Schwab interview...you can read it here. And here is Sid Schwab's post show post. Also, you can click on the Blogtalktradio box I have on my upper right sidebar if you would like to listen to the show.

BTW...I call Sid- Dr Schwab because when I first started blogging I wanted to be respectful and so called him DR Schwab or Dr S, but he is known in the medical blogosphere as Sid. So ...I am trying. It reminds me of an old Mary Tyler Moore show where Lou grant (her boss) tells her to call him Lou. So she says "Yes Mr Grant..uh L-o-u." She wrestles with it and in the end goes back to Mr grant. :)

Then last but not least, this coming Thursday, Dr A will be hosting the Valentine's Day Estrofest - his guests include medbloggers Dr Val, Jenni from Chronic Babe, Crzegrl, and EmergencyEmm.
So...c'mon and join in on the fun Thursday nights at 9pm! :)

Dr. Sid Schwab (Surgeon) Live Interview Tonight!

Hey everyone! Tonight, Dr. Sid Schwab (blogging surgeon and author) who is well known in the medical blogosphere through his popular blog-Surgeonsblog will be interviewed here by Dr. Anonymous on live BlogTalk radio tonight at 9:00 p.m. EST.

I have heard the chat for the show is fun and I think I have signed up in the appropriate place...technically challenged girl that I am. I would love to call in to say hi and I might if I don't suddenly become a shy SeaSpray. ;)

I have been reading Dr Schwab's blog since October of 2006 and as a result have been turned into a surgical groupie. Suffice it to know that between my experiences with my skilled and dedicated urologist, trips to the OR and "Grey"s Anatomy", that I was drawn in like a moth to flame to Surgeonsblog in which Dr Schwab writes ever so eloquently about his experiences in becoming a surgeon and his many years of practice. I have felt like I was in the OR with him, feeling his awe of the sacred responsibility he held in his hands, the tension, the compassion, relief and pride of a job well done and gaining an insight to the world of surgery that had always been a mystery before.

He also helped me tremendously through his writing that helped dispel some fears I had when I thought I was going to have a big surgery last year as well as reassuring me with what safety precautions they use in the OR today. And I really liked hearing one thing in particular where he said something like (Not his words but my interpretation) a patient is never more attended to then when they are in the OR, hooked up to all the machines monitoring everything with all the staff right there.

I have also had some good laughs over at his blog, both with what he has written and the interesting comments. I wholeheartedly recommend Surgeonsblog for a good read. Speaking of read, Dr. Schwab has also written a book (Which I purchased and thoroughly enjoyed) titled "Cutting Remarks" and you can read about it here.

I will be right there listening live tonight...drawn in like a moth to flame. :)

Yikes! I didn't mean to say THAT!!

I am dying a thousand deaths here! I have been since this afternoon. Oh boy! And GEE!

Did you ever say something you regret? That you are mortified you said THAT! And you didn't mean THAT like THAT sounded?? And you just hope the other person didn't take THAT the wrong way because THAT could have different interpretations but none of them are what THAT was supposed to mean? Sigh!

They were only 4 little words that I did not mean to say. And these 4 little words are no big deal in and of themselves. I wouldn't even put the 4 little words in caps but when thinking of them in connection to what I responded to then they become THAT that I didn't mean to say. OMGosh!

First it is connected to a previous conversation. At least I can see why they made the connection. Or why they thought I would make the connection. Which I did. Oh boy did I? And I initiated the first conversation and I can appreciate why their hot button word brought it home to me. So I understand where the other person was coming from when we were talking today. They said something to me that had a total shock factor for me! SeaSpray is rarely speechless...but she was groping for words...groping I tell you.

First of all ... if I was swallowing food or beverage at that second...I would have choked. My face got instantly hot and I could feel it was beet red with embarrassment. I think I coughed or hesitated in someway because it felt like time stopped or was moving in some weird warp of exquisite humiliating torture and yet it was really just seconds before I finally latched on to some kind of words. Sharing this image in my mind in reference to me with this other person of the opposite sex...YIKES!

And you know how we can see the words in our mind...well my screen was blank...there was nothing there... except for the image that I am pretty sure we now shared. If the words "peanut, pickle, rabbit, faucet" came into my head, I would have blurted them out in immediate response to their suggestion and the embarrassing hot button word. And there is nothing wrong with the word...at all, but I think I gave them the wrong idea about what I was thinking. I mean yes...I was thinking that...but I was much more thinking in the same ballpark but different players or I should say player up on base. But instead I said, "You made my day." I may have said 7 words because I think I may have actually said "you made my day with that one." But the conversation kind of blurs for me after hearing myself say the words "You made my day".

So? You say no big deal? Innocent little words...I know. But NOT appropriate for what was said because it could truly be taken in ways that ...ahem...you just wouldn't want to say to the opposite sex. Not that there's anything wrong with this thought because there's not but...sigh! I think I will stop here or I will dig myself deeper.

I am just cringing here thinking what THAT sounded like. AND...the rest of the conversation is kind of a blank for me now because I couldn't erase my shock factor along with mortification at how I may have come across. So now I don't know when I will be seeing this person again and it's not like I am going to pick up the phone and say "Hey, ya know when I said...?" Oh I want to though...but I won't. Sometimes when we try to fix things we make it worse. Although...I know me... I will at some point be more specific and blurt out what I really meant in the first conversation. Because like I said... same ballpark but different player up on base in that conversation.

And as far as "You made my day" I think I was actually trying to say..."You shocked me with that one" or "that's the top statement of the day" but like I said...blank screen.

You made my day!

And don't anyone tell me it was a Freudian slip! (Freud said there are no accidents. When we slip we actually really did mean what we said.) A girl's got to have some secrets and if it was perceived that way? Suffice it to know that SeaSpray has vented and is going to her happy place now. :)

P.S. I know...Scalpel...you have a headache now and Angel and John want to know what the heck I am talking about. ;)

You know a woman's kegels...

"You know a woman's kegels are strong if she can play a game of tug-of-war for the speculum with the doctor after the vag exam. You also know she's competitive!" ~ SeaSpray ~ ;)

No...NOT the W-a-t-e-r!

What a dreary day! And I awoke to feeling the most cozy, perfect and warm feeling that one could feel. That extra special feeling you get when sleeping in bed while all the bed conditions are j-u-s-t right...where the sun, the moon and the stars are all lining up and you kind of feel like Baby Bear finding the perfect bed in Goldilocks and the Three Bears. :) I did need to get up at that point, but I turned on my side...nestled in all cozy and dreamy like for what would have been the most blissful sleep. A-h-h...the perfect sleep. M-m-m-m-m-m or should I say z-z-z-z-z?

And then it happened. We sleep with a box fan. (That's another story) Like a mother hears her baby cry ...I heard the fan die down...like the electric was going to go off. My first thought was...did I pay the electric bill? Yes that is the one current bill. Back to sleep but not really. Seconds later...with my eyes opening fast and wide...that light bulb moment (pun intended) I think to myself, "No...NOT the W-a-t-e-r! That was a power surge!" I then shot out of bed like a propelled rocket, dashed into the kitchen and filled my big bottle I got from uro doc, the tea kettle, and two large pots of water. There was a large clap of thunder (c,mon ...it's winter...where is the snow?) and so we were having a thunder storm. Poor son in the shower. I am sure I greatly reduced the water pressure for him while filling everything.

I can not stand to be without water if the electric goes off. Our well pump won't work...hence no water for drinking, and no toilet or whatever.

I love my water!

Now I am off to the races! :)

What A Game!

Reuters

What a game and I watched all of it! Wow! First of all I really don't watch football but I enjoy hearing it and seeing the guys watch it. It gives me warm fuzzies inside. :) Also reminds me of fall (favorite time of year) and my uncle and aunt and my time living with them at the lake house.

My husband and younger son went up to older son's to watch on larger screen TV. Then husband came home at half time to go to bed because he gets up early. I was busy but started thinking that since it is a home team that I would put it on to see how they were doing.

I came into it with 4 minutes left. I was happy to see that the Giants were winning 10 to 7 and I was thrilled when they got the touch down giving them 14 points! Then...I realized that New England was wearing the blue Jerseys! YIKES!

I was riveted to the game. I can only imagine how all you football die-hards were feeling.

My husband woke up and came out when they were stopped on 10 seconds left in the game. I told him to hurry up to come in watch because the Giants were now winning with 10 seconds to go. We are all happy about the win. :)

Wow...the Patriots were 18 and 0 and the favored ones. Both teams played hard but only one can win in the end. Then when I heard that someone from the Patriots had been secretly been filming other teams practice sessions which is cheating and illegal and that the coach was fined 500 thousand dollars for that...it made the victory sweeter still. I don't know anything about football...but if they were able to learn competing teams secret signals etc., that is like reading their minds and CHEATING! Maybe they aren't really as good. Maybe they had inside information. Too bad things like that happen, whether secretly filming another team or pumping up with steroids...it's cheating. Therefore any win is not a REAL win. It also hurts the players that do have real talent...on many levels...not to mention the whole idea of sportsmanship in the first place. I have never understood the cheating mentality. Really...I do not get it! Even if no one knows... you didn't really win because you cheated and YOU KNOW! Where is the victory there?

GO Giants!!! :)

Great Joke! :)

If you want to read a funny joke, go here to access it at the Full On Forward blog. Take a look around while you are there - John who is a paramedic/nurse has some good stuff over there. He is certain to keep you laughing! :)

Regarding this joke...my husband is not an easy laugher... but this one made him laugh. :)

Frasier spies on Daphne and sees her naked :)

I think this is one of the best sitcoms ever created. This clip is cute and funny! :)