The Cathcarts

I’m sick of this weather!  I think I’m developing SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder).  I’m ready for spring!  The hospital has been so crazy lately with people falling and breaking bones and the other usual viruses this time of year.  Well, those viruses are really hitting the staff too.  I’ve been called three days this week to come in to work on evenings and my answer has consistently been, "Well, I don’t know when Brad will get home because he’s short-staffed too."  So yesterday, Brad made a deal with the house supervisor to give him a nurse so then he could come home to watch Jaxson and then I could go work; therefore, that covered two of the floors.  So the thanks I get for going in and working extra was an 82 year-old lady with a femur fracture that just got out of surgery and had to be restrained.  In the recovery room she had kicked one of the nurses so hard in the chest that it threw her up against the wall.  I don’t think I’ve been called so many dirty names in my life.  I couldn’t help but laugh at some of the things she was saying.  Thank God for ativan!

An update on Jaxson’s ear infection.  He woke up yesterday morning with a ruptured eardrum.  So it was back to the pharmacy for us for some antibiotic ear drops, which he hates.  But other than that, I would say that today he was finally back to himself.  My doctor called me this morning and told me that he had talked to the GI doc and he didn’t think that I needed to have a colonoscopy.  YIPPEE!  Although, if the symptoms come back at anytime, that scope will be calling my name.