Never have had anybody turn out the lights in OR, but it sure would be dark if they did! During the earthquake/tsunami last year, there was a place in India or Sri Lanka where the lights went out like that during a C-section right after the baby delivered. The hospital staff did all the baby care, and the surgeons completed the surgery, in complete darkness. Wonder what HER scar looks like?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> The family thought the mother and baby were dead, since the hospital was damaged, but everybody survived in great shape. I found this story especially interesting, since, living in CA, I occasionally had wondered what would happen if we were hit with a quake during a delivery. Now I know--unless you get crushed and die or are trapped, you keep on working. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

If you're a '94 quake person, you must down south where people can actually SEE the air they breathe...unlike us Loma Prieta folk who have to take our air on faith! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> That's OK. After the Big One comes, and CA falls off into the Pacific, we can be neighbors on our NV beachfront property. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Time to get ready to go to my new job. I certainly appreciate my regular job better after the first days at the second and third ones. I'd much rather stay home, but the pay is lousy. My 3rd child (the cause of the cystocele and rectocele, by the way--"Hey, sweetie, I thought about you at work today." "Don't tell me, Mom. You wet your pants again.") <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> once told me these immortal words-to- live-by, after I told him what a great kid he was, "If I'm so wonderful, how come nobody will pay me just to be me?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

My admiration goes out to any 55 year old nurse who can even SUGGEST the concept of "pep" in any part of her name. You go! I'll be along in a little while.

Pepper


You cut me to the quick
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Come a little closer Hiker ... I can't hear you ... come'on ... closer ...

c l o s e r

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Yesss

I am all ears
What is that thing in your hand? Is it a RNP tool?
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*** thwaaak ***

Just read this whole post.....LMAO!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Sarcasm is my favorite form of humor! And medical sarcasm.....and the stories........HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!

You two are my kind of people!

My favorite Texas joke line: If you give a Texan an enema (we're talkin' the 3H enema - high, hot, and a helluva lot!), you can bury him in a shoe box!

K <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />

Guys, Mel is going to sniff this thread out, be careful - be very careful!!!

You know I have to say......they "the estabilishment" needs to send people with your type of labor/delivery experience to teach the lamaze classes. What really happens in labor/delivery isn't what they tell people in class.

My 2nd delivery was sooooooooo much smoother because I KNEW what I was doing. My first delivery would have both of you rollin your eyes, yelling SHEESH!!!!

But my darling (NOT) at the time at least...husband was the one who caught the brunt of my issues - when he walked into delivery eating an enormously messy, smelly green chile cheeseburger. I was already a nauseated, petocin induced wreck when he showed up that that.......well I don't think I could recreate the venom I spewed at him that sent him sputtering backwards out the door....needless to say - he didn't repeat his mistake the next time around!!!

Who is Mel? Why is he/she sniffing? What is there to smell? Why should we care? I'm a newbie here, overemployed (shall we say?) in the medical field, and a little leery about what is and is not appropriate in a site dedicated to building marriages...but without the time to personally research the site and really get acquainted with the rules. Pep says people need to have a little fun, and that's certainly true. I'm just a little nervous about having it on somebody else's site. How embarrassing it would feel to be booted off <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />, and how "high school" to feel that way when you're 8 yrs. from Social Security!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />

I keep telling myself this every few minutes, but this time I REALLY mean it. It's after 12 noon. I am going to bed. Good night and sweet dreams to me. t&l

Th,

Not to worry, Mel is one of our more vocal Texans!!!

You'll love her humor as well!

Hahahaha

Mel (Melodylane MB'er) is nothing but a Texas woman with a big-old can of "whoop-[censored]" she reserves for those of us who have the gall to imagine Texas is not the center of the entire universe !

You'll see....

She's all bark and no bite. Big fluffy hair and gun-toting attitude.

Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />

Re the boufy-haired Texan...The only way I could ever have big fluffy hair is if my head were actually exploding at the time. The ovaries that come in a bottle aren't nearly as effective as the ones that came with the original package, and the older I get, the less hair I seem to have...everywhere. I don't mind the decrease in leg and arm hair, and even the "chrome-dome" female-pattern-baldness (if you get my drift!) doesn't bother me. I mean, how many people are going to see THAT?! But I do object to the thinning eyebrows, and am no longer able to allow myself to feel bad about getting gray, since I'm discovering that pink scalp is a lot less noticeable shining through sparse silvery hair than it is through dark brown. Who knew it would be so much fun to get old? The surprises! The adventures!

CSue, your mistake was in yelling at him from across the room. Nothing significant is accomplished by that. For maximum effect,you have to wait until, lulled into a false sense of security by your apparent calmness and self-control, spousie-poo comes within arms' reach. Then you may "vent." A green chile cheeseburger brought into the room of a nauseated laboring woman entitles you to a justifiable homicide defense. No jury of females in the country would convict you, although a male jury might not be quite so understanding. Whatever you do, though, just don't unload on the nurses. Always remember, we can leave the room, go to the nurse's station, and observe your baby's status on the monitor screen. We don't HAVE to stand there, like Pamela Punching Bag, at your bedside while you kick, scream, and pinch our sensitive body parts. (nurses really hate that!!) We have the narcotic keys. We control the flow of drugs into your suffering body. We are the ones who tell the doctors you're ready for your epidural. Cherish us. It's not our fault you are in this predicament. See Mr. Perpetrator, huddled over there in the corner? He is the responsible party. We are on YOUR side.

I have left the bedside of more than one woman who is fully dilated, but completely out of control, cussing me and kicking me, and told her in front of her family, "You are ready to push your baby out, but I can't do anything to help you until you can work with me. When you are ready, you call me and I'll come back and we'll get this done together." Then I go out to the desk, have a soda, and watch the screen to make sure the baby stays OK, while I wait (usually for just a few minutes) for some family member to come trotting out to say the pt. has reconsidered and would like to push. THANK GOD for central monitoring!! CSue, I'm sure you personally did just fine, and your husband's reformation, during your second labor, can be held up as a persuasive argument against the claim that men can't be taught anything!!

Gotta go. It's a grandson's birthday and the wild partying doesn't start until Grandma gets there. How much "wild" there is in me after a 2-hr. nap is open to discussion, but if I take his present, and stay just to eat a quick supper, I can be in bed before dark!!!! Pathetic. t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

To the boufy-haired Texan, and anybody else who thinks TX is the center of the universe, I have this to say, "Au contraire. Au contraire." I, thndrnlitng, know where the center of the universe is located, and it ain't TX. Right now it's in Berkeley, CA, but when school is out, the COTU (known affectionately to its egg donor as the idiot genius) will return home briefly to earn some money working on the house for its mother before it takes its summer job in Davis. The COTU is my oldest son, who does not suffer from diminished self-worth, shall we say? I have told him since he was a teenager (and he turns 30 tomorrow) that it's too bad he wasn't alive in the Middle Ages, because he could've saved poor old Galileo a heap of trouble over the argument about whether or not the earth was the center of the universe...BECAUSE EVERYBODY WOULD'VE KNOWN IT WAS HIM!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> Sometimes he thinks I'm funny. Sometimes not. Who cares, as long as I amuse myself? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Lordy woman! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> How old are you if I may ask?

Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />

I'm 57. That would be in dog years, however. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I have a favorite t-shirt that has a dog skeleton on it, and under it are the words, "In dog years, I'm dead." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> People always laugh. They think I'm joking. Think again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />

You are not old at all!

Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />

Beauty may be in the eye of the beholder, but age is in the bones of the back, the neck, the feet, the beleaguered body of the weary nurse. Trust me I'm ol-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-ld.
But in a vibrantly youthful sort of way. Um, maybe not youthful. That implies skin tone whose spring hasn't been sprung. Juvenile might be a better choice of words, dealing more with my behvior than my appearance. I'm going to be the silliest old lady the younger generation has ever met, by the time I'm over. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />I intend to confuse the dickens out of 'em before I finish with myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> Good night. It's hard to think of the fount of this much silliness getting up in front tomorrow and preaching the sermon for chldren's church, but I am prepared to keep their attention with the story of the carrot, the egg, and the tea bag...and to help them figure out which item they are as individuals. Last Children's church, my sermon involved the fiery furnace and I made a nice big explosion in my hand with a flame that shot up over my head. It's a hard act...following the lycopodium powder, so that egg, the carrot, and the bag of tea are going to have to hustle in order make an impact.
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Th,

I loved the labor & delivery nurses I had with both of my boys. They were angels to me...however I didn't know they were in charge of the anesthesia timing!! But that's another story!

I was also raised right too...my mother was a nurse, and my sister has been one for 30 years, most of which was spent in PICU until she burned out. Now she's in hospital administration! Both of these women were a force to be reckoned with!!

Typical jealous silly yankee! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> take this, you carpetbagger! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />

This is nothing that can't be remedied by a good ole can of Texas hair spray and a little teasin.' You yankee gals don't have to settle for the flat head. Get with it, sister! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />

you too can look like this!

P.S. welcome to Marriage Builders, love your posts! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

you too can look like this!

My personal favorite:

possum ... the other white meat

ewwwwww

Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />