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Jenn, SICU RN, kinkster, brainiac
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| My potter predictions!!! |
[20 Jul 2007|01:30pm] |
My Harry Potter predictions... just in time for Wizarding Wilmington. WOOOHOOOO. Anyone else going tonight??
I have made a point of not reading any predictions on line and I'm actually rather peeved at the reports of stolen and photocopied books... so I won't be on LJ until I finish the book. Last time a book came out some jackass had an icon that said Snape kills Dumbledore.
1 Harry doesn't die. He very very nearly dies, but he survives. In fact, well, he does die, but comes back... Kind of like when you drown in cold water and you are alive when they warm you up.
Voldemort is really truly dead, just like the wicked witch of the west.
2. Although the gang states they are not returning to school, they actually will. They believe there is a horcrux at hogwarts. There are actually two at the school.
3. We learn that Harry's dirty rotten aunt is really jealous that her sister was a witch and isn't quite a squib either. She did eeety beety bits of magic as a child but won't admit it.
4. Uncle Vernon tries to figure out how to get some of Harry's money or his london townhome.
5. I thought I was really smart figuring out Hermione's cat crookshanks was part kneazle, then I read the same info on JK Rowlings website. D'oh!
6. Hermione loves Ron and they live.
7. Harry loves Ginny and they live.
8. Percy is drawn to the power and strength of the death eaters and wavers in his decision to work for the ministry where he has zero power and respect.
9. All the men in attendance fall under what's her face's frenchie influence at her wedding to bill, before it goes to hell in a handbasket thanks to deatheaters. Bill's werewolf bite saves his life when he is severly injured. The attack on the wedding and its attendees signals the start of the wizarding war.
10. Neville Longbottom is truly a hero. He dies. AFTER he kills Bellatrix for killing his parents.
11. Snape was a double agent. He killed Dumbledore after swearing an oath to do so at Dumbledore's request. Snape's loyalty is with Harry, fighting the death eaters. He doesn't appear to be loyal to Harry until very late in the book, but his actions will seriously undermine the strength of the Death Eaters. The Durmstrang head master will return to death eating out of fear.
12 Kreature becomes a complete and total pain in the ass, wreaking havoc and causing the death of.... hrrrrm.... Luna or Cho.
13. With Dumbledore dead and Harry no longer a minor by wizarding standards, his home with the Dursley's is no longer safe and he saves the Dursley's before escaping safely to the Weasley's house.
14. In the final showdown between the death eaters and the order of the phoenix, harry and voldemort once again duel. As the pain and anguish grow, harry begins to lose and submit to voldemorts will. Voldemort tries to force him to kill one of his friends. It is here that the words of dumbledore "you can love" come into play. Surrounded by people who love him, he channels that love energy that they share and is able to once again fight voldemort, becoming victorious, by harnessing the power of love. Harry also sacrifices himself to save Ginny,
15. Dobby gives Kreacher the beat down, Winky sobers up long enough to help.
16. The resistance against the giants is led by Grawp and Hagrid. They don't have much luck, (ie: none) but when the centaurs finally realize that their world is also at risk due to the wizard war, they join the resistance. They don't fight, as that would make them the lackey of humans, but they do tell everyone else what to do with great strategy.
17. Malfoy Jr. will not join the death eaters. He hides. His father gets out of jail when the Dementors join the death eaters to fight in the war.
18 Mid book Harry realizes that life is short, he may not live, Ginny may not live, so he might as well love and kiss and hug and play smoochy face while he can.
19 The Dementors on the lose causes great problems for those who cannot conjur a patronus. Once again, the lessons harry taught the fifth years comes in handy as they are able to perform the charm easily.
20. Mr and Mrs Weasley---one of them dies saving their family.
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| Sign up for the bone marrow registry... |
[10 May 2007|03:39pm] |
You get to pretend you are on CSI and swab your own cheek! I've already signed up... I will be so excited if I match.
It normally costs $52 dollars to save a life. But if you act soon, live in America and are in good health, it will be free.
Every year thousands of patients world-wide become critically ill and require a bone marrow transplant for survival. Their only hope is to find a genetic match from the international registries. In the past, volunteering to join the registry cost money -- but for the next two weeks, the fees will be waived for the first 20,000 donors.
One of my first stories told explained the science, the biology, the medicine underlying the need for bone marrow transplants, why we need matches, how matching works, what a volunteer actually does; all of that as told in To Juliet, and to Victory. But </a></font></b></a>![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) vickita says it all far more eloquently:
Some years ago, the husband of a friend had leukemia, and he needed a marrow transplant, but no one in his family was a match, and nobody in the current registry was a match, so they went looking. They got everyone they knew, and lots of people they didn't, to get tested and sign up with the Bone Marrow Donor Registry. I was one of the ones that signed up.
They never found a match for David. He's gone now. *sigh*
One day, a few months after I signed up, the Registry called me to tell me that I was a potential match for someone, and they asked me for permission to do further testing on my samples to see if I would be a match. I said, "Of course!" and I got all excited, because OMG, how often do we get the chance to save somebody's life for real? But I wasn't a good enough match, so that was that. They've never called me again.
Think about that.
Think about how there wasn't one single match for David, anywhere in the world, among the millions of people who are signed up with the Registry. (There was one person who was close, in Scandinavia, but nope.)
Think about how many, many, many people are looking for donors, and not a single one of them has been a close enough match to me that I have gotten another call.
Think about how it would be if it was someone that you loved who was looking. Or you. Would there be a match out there?
Go. Do this thing. It's easy (they don't even require a blood sample anymore; they'll send you a cheek swab kit through the mail and you can send it back to them), and being a donor is a very low-risk, low-discomfort thing to do, considering that you're saving someone's life. You could give them back their health. You could give a loved one back to a family. And you might literally be the only one in the world who could do it.
If you've registered with the National Marrow Donor Program before, if you have been in a bone marrow drive before, confirm your registration and make sure they have your correct contact information. If you've never registered before but want to volunteer during this free period, go here to start the process and see if you are eligible. It's quick. It's simple. It's free. And you could, literally, someday, save someone's life. Maybe even many lives.
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| My week in numbers |
[23 Apr 2007|08:16pm] |
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1--Weeks on the job
2--Nights I actually got to see my hub
2--Number of patients I worked with that became donors
3--Number of patients I worked with
6--Days I worked
72.5 -Hours worked
11-Organs procured from my two patients
10-Number of patients that had organ transplants this week right here at home because of my two patients
1--Number of patients that had an organ transplant in another state because of my patients
11-The number of people who will not become part of this statistic-18 people die every day waiting for a transplant.
I LOVE MY JOB
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| wrote this as a comment... reposted here. |
[19 Apr 2007|04:08pm] |
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From the journals of bizarre patientry
We had a patient in our ICU who ate rocks. (Pica is the clinical term for it, what orifice I pulled that info out of I do not know).
She was probably 55 or so and looney as a canadian coin. The screwed up party is not that she had Pica, which is WTFworthy enough, but her bizarre family went out into the back yard (her favorite hunting ground) and brought her rocks to eat to the ICU.
The patient was very distressed when we would not give her the rocks upon request. We never told her that we threw them away, she would have had a stroke or something.
Vitamin infusion for patient, psych consult for family methinks.
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| Next time at the DMV, BMV or whatever you call it. |
[19 Apr 2007|03:40pm] |
I went on my first case last night. The patient had indicated on her driver's license that she wanted to be an organ donor and her family respected her wishes.
I can't stress how important it is to indicate organ donor on your driver's license. Not that I'm trying to push you into being a donor (that will come later) but because it is a gift you give your family. The decision to be a donor can cause a lot of stress for family. It can cause a major breakdown in communication in the family, animosity and full blown arguments. This is not something you want to leave as a legacy. Can you imagine your siblings and your parents having a screaming match because they disagree on what should be done? It happens. Not a huge percentage of the time, but enough.
So, the moral of the story is this... if you want to be a donor, say so. Put it on your license. Tell your loved ones. "Hey, renewed my license today, I'm an organ donor, FYI".
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[15 Apr 2007|12:23pm] |
I'm here in lovely Chattanooga, Tennessee--ok, not lovely so much as cold, rainy, windy and dreary, in the hospital room. It's funny how things happen.
The news was worse than we originally thought. The femoral head, the ball of the big leg bone, was essentially one large lesion, so there is a new titanium him where bone once was. There seems to be lots of RFB cells in vast assorted places, including two bones, kidney, lungs and mediastinal lymph nodes. RFB cells, for those not in the medical profession, are Really Fucking Bad cells, of what cancerous variety we do not yet know.
I have this pervasive thought that keeps running through my brain "this was not supposed to happen to him". How does a 51 year old who takes great care of himself end up in this situation? Doesn't providing medical care for others no matter what their means, being a good father and husband, and in general being an outstanding human being buy you some kind of karmic currency in this world?
I'll be heading up I 75 for the next eight hours or so, so if you see a faded red suv with Seuss stuff hanging from the rearview mirror and a few seuss stickers on the back you have spotted the elusive NorvellLouWho on migration to the north country.
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| It's been a shitty day |
[13 Apr 2007|04:40pm] |
Funny how things great and awful happen at the same time.
1 My brother got engaged earlier this week
2 My sister got into vet school last week
3 One of my parents will likely be diagnosed with bone cancer on Monday when a bone biopsy is done to confirm xray and mri results.
Thinking it might make me feel better I did my good deed for the day and helped fund another microloan at Kiva.org. I don't really feel better about #3 but you can never have too much good karma headed your way.
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[08 Apr 2007|12:28pm] |
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Frozen Cadbury Cream Egg, how I love thee, let me count the ways.
I love your freezer harded shell of chocolate, that does not melt on my fingers, but crunches and shatters when I cram the top of your into my mouth and bite down really hard.
I love your gooey inner white and yellow creamy cold center, that is much less oozy when chilled and cools on the way to my gullet as I shovel your goodness into my face.
I love how your goo approximates an egg, but fills me with sugary love and makes me jittery from the sucrose high.
Most of all, I love the bunny in your commercials, that says "bawk bawk" like a chicken. As a child you made me giggle, as an adult you make me feel young at heart.
Frozen Cadbury Cream Egg, I adore thee.
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| My good deed for the day. |
[08 Apr 2007|11:46am] |
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One of the people on my f-list introduced me to this, and I couldn't help but get started right away... Kiva.com
What did I do? I contributed to microloan for a man in Kenya. Microloan---loans as small as a car payment here in the western world, sometimes as much as 1500 dollars. This particular loan is for a total of $150. I've gotten the ball rolling with $25, and yes, I do expect to get my $25 bucks back and loan them out all over again. Paypal is used to transfer funds and they do NOT, in a very unpaypal kind of shocker, take any fees for their service. Here is the generic email that I could harass with, but instead I'm putting it here. I would be so very proud if my online buds helped to complete this loan, so surprise and amaze me campers!
Hi! I just made a loan to someone in the developing world using a revolutionary new website called Kiva. You can go to Kiva's website and lend to someone in the developing world who needs a loan for their business - like raising goats, selling vegetables at market or making bricks. Each loan has a picture of the entrepreneur, a description of their business and how they plan to use the loan so you know exactly how your money is being spent - and you get updates letting you know how the business is going. The best part is, when the entrepreneur pays back their loan you get your money back - and Kiva's loans are managed by microfinance institutions on the ground who have a lot of experience doing this, so you can trust that your money is being handled responsibly. I just made a loan to an entrepreneur named Moses Lingarui in Kenya. They still need another $100.00 to complete their loan request of $150.00 (you can loan as little as $25.00!). Help me get this business off the ground by clicking on the link below to make a loan to Moses Lingarui too: http://kiva.org/app.php?page=businesses&action=about&id=6166&referralId= It's finally easy to actually do something about poverty - using Kiva I know exactly who my money is loaned to and what they're using it for. And most of all, I know that I'm helping them build a sustainable business that will provide income to feed, clothe, house and educate their family long after my loan is paid back. Join me in changing the world - one loan at a time. Thanks! Jennifer ---------------------------------------------------------
What others are saying about www.Kiva.org: 'Revolutionising how donors and lenders in the US are connecting with small entrepreneurs in developing countries.'
-- BBC 'If you've got 25 bucks, a PC and a PayPal account, you've now got the wherewithal to be an international financier.'
-- CNN Money 'Smaller investors can make loans of as little as $25 to specific individual entrepreneurs through a service launched last fall by Kiva.org.'
-- The Wall Street Journal 'An inexpensive feel-good investment opportunity...All loaned funds go directly to the applicants, and most loans are repaid in full.'
-- Entrepreneur Magazine
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| Potter Predictions |
[06 Apr 2007|04:47pm] |
There seems to be some interest in making their Harry Potter predictions online for all to see... woohoo!
I will be posting mine here and would love it if you guys did the same here and in your journals.
My rules (for myself, really):
1 No overly general predictions. (Of course two people will die, JK Rowling said so. Tell me WHO dies.)
2 Try to skip known facts (Crookshanks is part kneazle)
3 July 20th is the last possible date.
Be prepared to defend your thesis in front of a panel of well read 6th graders. Just Kidding! Feel free to repost!`
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| Harry Potter Fans, Unite |
[06 Apr 2007|04:43pm] |
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Wilmington, Ohio turns into a Harry Potter village on the night of new JK Rowling releases. Is anyone interested in exploring their inner child and joining me for a night of wizarding?
I was thinking of getting a room here... right in the middle of Wizarding Wilmington http://generaldenver.com/rates.php that I would be happy to share with fellow Potterites.
It's supposed to be a fabulous time, including free movies shown at the theater, vendors selling wizard goods and the like. I've heard over and over how fabulous it is. More info here: http://hp-ohio.com/wilmington.html
Let me know!
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[05 Apr 2007|01:21pm] |
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Still giddy, will be tired for work tonight because I'm too excited to sleep. Yipppppeeeee.
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[05 Apr 2007|12:52pm] |
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It's official...
I GOT THE JOB!!!!
I start my new position as organ procurement coordinator on the 16th!
Yipppppeeeeee!
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| Harry Potter Predictions??? |
[28 Mar 2007|06:02pm] |
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I am working on my Harry Potter 7 predictions, not vague predictions a la palm reader but precise and concise. IE: Someone dies is not acceptable, Malfoy Sr. dies is.
Anyone interested in doing the same? I will refrain from posting mine now in case there is another potter nerd out there willing to play the prediction game.
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[26 Mar 2007|10:48am] |
What I should be doing with my free, unscheduled day off:
cleaning dirty car, vacuuming said dirty car
cleaning house
folding vertitable mountain of clean laundry, putting away said laundry
What I am really doing:
Watching Stealth on cable
writing LJ entry
Sitting on couch
playing Vaults of Atlantis Slots on pogo.com
Bad Jenn, Bad!
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| Help! Euphemisms for sex |
[26 Mar 2007|01:00am] |
I was having a little problem with having the living shit irritated out of me tonight, so I played a little game with myself.
I was mentally listing all the ways people say "sex" without actually saying "sexual intercourse".
My personal favorite: Making the two-backed beast.
Get horizontal
horizontal mambo
fuck
screw
do "it"
get laid
get nailed
hide the weiner
the humpty dance
At this point I had to actually focus on patient care and quit my list. Do help me finish my list, there has to be at least a hundred more commonly used ones out there.
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| Job fuckage |
[23 Mar 2007|04:20pm] |
I interviewed for a fabulous job a few weeks ago and today I got the call I had hoped for, I got the job. This is great, sort of. You see, I interviewed for my dream job yesterday and won't hear about it until the end of next week.
Fuck fuck fuck.
Obviously this is the kind of predicament that one only dreams of, fabulous job vs dream job, but the idea of accepting the fab job only to call back and say oh, sorry a week later should I get the dream job, well, that makes me feel like an asshole.
Fabulous job: Emergency Department 3p-3a 3 days per week. They actually arranged for me to get my preferred shift. Good people to work with, a friend already works there and would most likely be my preceptor. cool perk: the uniform consists of scrubs... any color or print I like... which makes me very happy. Orange scrubs... oooooh
Dream job: Organ procurement coordinator, ungodly hours, occasional 24 hour shifts with no warning, decreased life due to tons of on call time, Dealing with bickering teams of surgeons, playing travel agent for surgical teams. did i mention a substantial decrease in hourly wage? At least it will be made up with overtime.
Obviously my idea of dream job is utterly fucked up, as this job requires tons of on call time, horrible hours and sleep deprivation and the occasional unplanned trip to other states and pays less hourly than I make now. But I want it. I want it so bad I can taste it.
The part of me that wants to make the world a better place, the part of me that loves the moral messages of Dr Seuss books, the part of me that is the kid of a tissue transplant recipient, the part of me that feels that there is still good in the vast majority of people, that part wants this job.
I need to quit complaining, I need to be thankful that I'm not between a rock and a hard place but rather stuck between a pillow and cotton candy.
Please please please let me get the organ job. If I'm not destined for that job, please let me love the ED job.
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| tainted pet food |
[23 Mar 2007|02:33pm] |
The giant pet food problem causing kidney failure in dogs and cats across the country has been identified. It seems the food has significant levels (which is any level more than zero) of rat killer.
I sincerely hope that this was done accidentally. I'd hate to think someone out there has a reservation in a very hot place.
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| It's just rain |
[19 Mar 2007|09:52pm] |
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The weather was abyssmal today- rainy and dreary--yet I found myself smiling like a loon.
It cracks me up to watch people behave as though they disolve at the hint of humidity. Dowdy old women doing a high speed lumber to their toyotas, men in serviceable raincoats sprinting through puddles as though they were wearing crepe paper and high school girls in jeans and 5 inch stilletos squealing at the horror of frizz.
I sincerely hope that the five and under set and a lone overgrown child of 34 are not the only ones left who get a kick out of rain and puddles and the possibility of a rainbow.
People of America, contrary to popular belief, you will not melt like the wicked witch of the west should a drop of water strike you, as much as it amuses me to watch you behave to the contrary.
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