Sep. 9th, 2017

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It seems like Fridays are the day I like to forget to make an entry. I'm usually worn out from the week, and there's always Saturday to make it up.

Friday clinical went much more smoothly than the previous day. The second day of a clinical week is always easier for the students because they already know the patients, and can focus more on their tasks, etc. Even as a clinical nurse I found the second and subsequent days easier than the first day, for the same reasons.

I only walked about five miles, and my sore heel was less sore. I attribute that to 24 hours worth of Naprosyn. As an interesting side story, one of my cousins married one of the guys who developed Naprosyn. They built a beautiful house up in the hills above Stanford University. She wrote to me once that she was on her way to Italy to find tile for her patio. He retired in his mid 40s. They later divorced. Interestingly our grandmother was featured in one of the first advertisements for Naprosyn.

We had our post-conference in the same room as the previous day, and my little drawing was still there. I took a picture, and then erased it using alcohol hand cleaner, which one of you so helpfully suggested.

I'll leave you with that picture, but under a cut, so the faint-hearted can be spared.

My infamous whiteboard drawing )
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After a long week of early wake-ups, I went to bed early last night and slept soundly until about 5:30 am. I noted the time, rolled over, and slept three more hours. I awoke feeling that my sleep debt had been paid in full for the week. Malida went to bed late, and had no desire to get up with me.

I had some coffee and read the news. I have a number of family and friends in Florida, and they are all preparing for the storm to come in, though none of them are evacuating. My niece and her partner, who live in Tampa, did relocate to a friend's house, because they have a big dead oak tree in their yard. She posted a picture this evening of some delicious-looking cheesecake-stuffed baked apples that she made this afternoon. My friend Robin, with whom spent so much time with running the shelter clinic after Katrina, is also in the path. Her husband nailed a stop sign to their front door, in the hope that Irma is literate and law-abiding. I wish all of them the best as they ride out this storm.

After Malida crawled out of bed, I convinced her to take a walk with me, and we headed over to the park, where it was shaping up to be a lovely day. It's warming up again, but you can feel fall just around the corner. I look forward to milder days.

I spent the afternoon checking our credit and locking down our credit reports after reading about the data breach at Experian. While I wish that companies that have my data were more secure, I really don't think there is a way to absolutely protect data from a determined hacker. It's gonna happen, over and over. One happy side note to checking my credit report was that I was reminded that I only have three more payments before my car is paid off. I'm looking forward to that.

Today is my niece Candyd's birthday. She is 27, which I find hard to comprehend. She and her parents came to live with us from the Philippines when she was 8 years old. I took this picture on her first day of class. I think it was the 3rd or 4th grade. Now she is a college graduate, working as a research assistant and a bartender, and contemplating her next moves. Candyd and her cousins are the closest thing I had to children of my own, and I am very proud of the woman she has become.

Candyd
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