Sunday, May 20, 2007

photographic evidence

The worst thing to do when you're trying to recover from being sick is to spend 24 hours in the hospital. Seriously. I went from feeling almost normal to feeling like I have the monkey pox again. And I can't even blame it on the work. Yes, I was on call for the Pain Service, but I wasn't busting my ass or anything, I was just sort of obligated to be in-house to see all my patients and field any new consults. I ate breakfast, lunch and dinner, and I even kinda sorta slept. But inevitably, I left work this morning feeling like I had been run over by a truck which also happened to be carrying Ebola virus cultures to the CDC. There's just some bad mojo in the hospital. How do people that are actually sick in the hospital manage to get better?

So anyway, here are some pictures, with all the pictorial updates I've been meaning to post (flowers, Cooper, Cal's Crocs, etcetera):

Also, this, which I thought was pretty funny, written in chalk on the floor at the playground:

Cool kid's name overheard this weekend:
"Zelda." This is trendy, as well as daring, as the first two immediate associations with that name are either a schiozophrenic writer or a Nintendo princess.