Strange

Last weekend I did a few shifts at an ER that I had not worked at in over a year. When I arrived on the first day, I noticed that the clerk had lost a considerable amount of weight since the last time I had seen her (~80 lbs).
Here is how our conversation went,

Me: "You look great! What did you do to lose all that weight."
She looks around sheepishly
One of the nurses, "tell her the truth"
Her, "I binge and purge"
Me, "No really, did you have weight loss surgery?"
Her: "No, I binge and purge"
Me not knowing what to say next, walked away to see a patient
A few minutes later, the said clerk went to get some food. She returned with a big (party size) bag of chips and a container of french onion dip. The nurse sitting next to me said, "she will sit there all day and then go throw it all up"

I was still a little suprised by the entire situation and thought maybe everyone was just being dramatic. But, sure enough I watched this poor girl eat ALL DAY LONG....constantly going to get more food and then off to the bathroom. It was the strangest thing I have seen in awhile.

And....all the nurses, techs, and NPs KNEW what was happening. This girl was completely open about it. The whole experience was sureal. I just felt terrible for this girl. Really, you could tell that her day revolved around food as an obsession/compulsion. I finally asked one of the nurses if anyone had really sat down with her and talked to her about the terrible consequences of her disease. The response? "We have all tried but she just doesn't seem to care."

I still can't get over it. The poor, poor girl!

The Baby Bug?

Ok. I keep coming back to this. The baby thing. We are getting close to ramping up for our next (and last) IVF cycle. September is go time. Ahhh...the fridge will be filled with meds and our counters will have sharps containers just like the good ol' days. I'm excited and nervous and happy that I won't be the pin cushion this time. I know that Mere will be much better at this IVF stuff.

I really think I'm ok if we don't get blessed with another baby........but then I see a baby and......

But, I don't miss the sleepless nights and now Layne is getting out of diapers so our baby days could be behind us. That definately has its perks. And, with just 2 kids we would have more money and NEVER be out numbered. When it really comes down to it I want one more. Just one more, P-L-EASE!!!

The bottom line? I don't get to choose. It will happen or it won't. Either way, we are lucky.

Nothing Much

I sit here trying to come up with something to blog about but I don't have any real cohesive ideas so I guess this will be a random thoughts kind of a post.

--I can't believe that Layne is almost potty trained. She just decided it was time and did it. No big deal, no fanfare, nothing. Just one day diapers and one day none. Even poopy on the potty! I'm pretty sure she is a genius.

--Syd will ride her bike without training wheels by the end of the week. I might have to get a little mommy dear-est about this....but I will. The deal I made with Mere? She teaches how to ride bikes and drive cars and I will do prom dresses, wedding planning, and other fun stuff.

--Someone just checked into the ER for right thumb nail pain with no known injury. Yes, I'm serious.

--I'm gaining weight. 10lbs since this time last year. This is not good. Not good at all. What am I doing to change this? Uhmmm......I'm hoping that God will strike me thin.

--I can't believe I am done with my 1st year of fellowship. Only 2 more years and I am TOTALLY done. This is VERY, VERY scary. I have a lot to learn in the next 2 years. Oh shit, I'm scared.

--I'm getting tired of the ER. Like, seriously super tired of it. I think change is on the horizon....more on that later (don't want to jinx anything).

OK....I have to go take care of the fingernail pain. Saving lives and taking names!!!!