Tuesday, July 7, 2015

And So She Goes...

So I've been working on knitting stuff, and giving my kids jobs to do stuff and trying to not be depressed stuff.

I mostly feel like I'm nothing.  I miss everyone and no one misses me.  I am nobody.

I am never ever ever going to find a job here (You can sing that to Taylor Swift if you want.  It all amounts to the same).  10% of the population here have Bachelors degrees.  4% have Masters degrees.  Who the hell is going to hire me?

I am tired of bugs. Especially ticks.

I am tired of rude people.  Everywhere I go.  I try to so hard to be friendly, and I'll be lucky if I can get a grunt out of some people.

I'm tired of not being able to find the IGA on the other side of town.  I hate not knowing where I am going.  I know it's not a big city, and I know I'll get it eventually, and I'm sure other people have had to get used to be areas, but it's hard on me.

I'm really tired of not having anywhere to go for craft stuff but Walmart.  I hate Walmart.

I'm just tired.  Worn out.  Feeling pretty hopeless.  Worried about my kids going to school here.

So back to knitting and book posts tomorrow.  For right now at 12am, this is what I have for anyone who bothers to read.  I just had to write it down somewhere.

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Book Review: The Real Doctor will See You Shortly



Disclaimer:  I received this book for free from Blogging for Books for this review.


I recently received the book The Real Doctor Will See You Shortly by Matt McCarthy to write a review about.  Honestly, the book was very well written and interesting enough that I read it in 2 days.  It was humorous at times, happy at times, and it kind of scared the crap out of me seeing what med students go through.  You hear about it, but you rarely hear the whole story that McCarthy lays out in this book.

The book goes through McCarthy's year as an intern as he learns the ropes of being a doctor.  There's supervision for some things, and some they just throw you in and expect you to figure it out.  It made me think about 2 things:  My husband was recently in the hospital with extremely high blood pressure.  On our second trip to the ER, we asked the doctor what the "magic number" is that should bring us to the ER.  He said he didn't want to give one, then he said he didn't know, then he decided on one that he'd tell us but, "maybe someone would tell us different".  It sounds so much like an answer the Intern in this book would give when thrown in front of a firing squad.  Now I think, did that doctor worry about that number he gave us?  That if something happened to Brian and he wasn't quite at the number so we didn't go to the ER, was that his fault?  

My second thought was my schooling as a librarian.  Generally, if I give a wrong answer, I'm not going to kill someone.  What stress on a person to constantly worry about the wrong answer you might have given and never being able to move on.  It's a job that I could never do, and also a job that I hope there's a lot less "trial by fire" than there probably is.

If you enjoy non-fiction, want to learn more about what goes into the making of a doctor, or just want a good, quick read, this is definitely the book for you.