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Originally Posted by Sven
Sorry I missed this.
On Sunday night I'm busing back to Canada.
It wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for all the uncertainty in my near-future.
I've pretty much decided that I don't care what happens with my career, my work, etc. All I want and need is to be with Jen, so we're doing whatever is possible to make that happen.
Unfortunately the US government makes cross-border marriage a royal pain in the bee-hind, and it could be anywhere from 6 to 18 months before I get to come back and see Jen again.
If you get her pregnant and you two have a child born in the US, you can get citizenship for yourself easily.
And NYC has much more opportunity for the work you're interested in anyway, so long as you keep pursuing it.
That's a pain, Meg. But I believe in the two of you and I know you'll work it out.
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Originally Posted by number8
That's...not a road either of us is ready to go down.
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Originally Posted by Mara
Thanks so much, Mara, that really means a lot.
I can't say that the journey has been without bumps - some bigger than others - but if anything, these have only solidified how much we love and mean to each other.
At the risk of being mushy and overly sentimental, Jen and I are about as close to "soul mates" as I think could be possible.
When you love someone so much that being homeless and with them would be better than being a millionaire without them, you know that you need to be together.
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Originally Posted by [ETM]
Tonight is the last episode of "Cake Boss: The Next Great Baker".
*sigh*
I'm gonna miss this show.
Just when you thought the internet was getting boring, it's THE MICHAEL BAYIFIER.
NOT a fan of pediatric emergencies.
Well, today, we were on a geriatric call. The ambulance was finishing up, about to leave, and we got another call. Naturally, our ambulance can't come with us, so we have one from another city come (they show up 5-10 minutes later).
Well, we get called to a baby no more then 1 that had already been to the hospital, is hooked up to oxygen via trachea, and had been seizing non-stop since we had been dispatched. On scene, baby is still seizing. Luckily, we were a crew of four today with a Paramedic on board (which sometimes is rare). We do everything we can until the ambulance shows up, and take off immediately. Baby in the ambulance with their two paramedics, our paramedic, all doing stuff, and I drive their ambulance emergent to the hospital on a very, very busy road.
Not done yet.
They can't get an IV into the baby, so they ask us for an EZ-IO, to which the Paramedic from our ambulance who had just finished dropping off his patient, put into the baby, shaking like hell. For those who do not know what an EZ-IO is, it's basically a powerdrill that you put into the shin for immediate vacuous access. He does it like a champ, and they finally are able to get the baby meds and he stops seizing... Sounded like everything would end up being okay. In a normal person, this would not be a big deal, but in a pediatric, they can change in an instant.
I had just done a physical agility test beforehand, and I don't think my pulse slowed down well until I got back into the station. Yeesh.
Those calls are the only ones that freak me out. You want everything to work out perfect. Luckily it did this time around. We certainly had a lot of luck this time around.
Follow that up with a call at midnight, just after I got into bed, by a drunk girl that scratched her knee falling outside a liquor store..........
Moving back to Ontario next week for work. Kind of disappointed. Really loved living in Vancouver. Best medium-sized city I've been to, I think, except maybe San Francisco.
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Originally Posted by MadMan
Not done yet.
Just got back from delivering a baby girl. All is well. From the mama's house to hospital. 7 minutes. Baby delivered at hospital. Phew. Ambulance asked for help from me and the Paramedic. Not a problem. No complications, everything went smooth.
Not as gross as they make it out to be.
Good night.
We should have some variation in our warning system, more than just "NSFW" or whatever, and we should have one that says "THE FOLLOWING STORY INVOLVES A BABY GETTING A HOLE DRILLED IN ITS SHIN."
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Poor critter.
I'm sure glad people like you exist, E. You are part of some amazing work. And I'm sure it's a great feeling when things work out well.
yeah, hearing stuff like that happening to real young kids just wrenches me to the core. Good on ya for saving him, Eze.
I'm always amazed by people who have the inner strength to deal with sick children. I would be an absolute wreck.
I knew a very kind man who was a pediatric intensivist, so his whole job description had to do with treating critically ill children. The bulk of his patients were premature infants, but he also dealt with other crises. Because he was considered an expert at his hospital, he often got the sickest and most critical of the children, and many of them died in his care.
And he somehow managed to have a fairly normal life. He had to testify in court pretty regularly for when the injuries were caused by abuse or neglect, but even then he remained really emotionally stable about it.
The one thing that made him absolutely crazy were swimming pools. Living in California, every summer there would be a wave of toddlers brought in who had drowned, and he would get... just... enraged. I think it was so senseless, and so preventable. Anyway, it was his "cause." He would lecture about swimming pool safety, do PSAs for the local news, etc. etc. His basic rule was, however, don't have a pool. He truly believed there was no way to completely and properly secure it, and it was just as dangerous as keeping a loaded gun lying in the back yard.
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Originally Posted by Mara
/looks up at large dirt mound
Goddammit.
Good news is that the baby is alive.
Bad news is, as mentioned, a seizure that long is going to do some serious damage.
That's all I need to know at this point, and move on. We did everything we could do to prevent anything from worse happening.
I'm just glad I was driving. Don't know if I could put an IV in a seizing baby... And the Paramedics and ER techs weren't able to either, thus, the EZ-IO.
Go to 1:07, if you're curious what it looks like... on an adult.
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Meanwhile, in the space of twenty minutes, I am reminded of both why I love and hate my job.
A woman who was in supported housing because of her mental illness ended up getting evicted a few months ago, which really depressed me. She was not compliant with medication and refusing to abide by the rules of the housing, despite numerous efforts and forgiveness periods. About a month after she was evicted she stopped by the office, and looked awful. It was obvious she was homeless, and had aged about a decade. She just came by to warm up in our lobby because she was freezing.
Anyway, I found out that they finally convinced her to move into more supported housing and got the funding cleared with the state, so she's going to have somewhere to stay. I'm relieved and grateful.
Then, when I was still all warm and fuzzy inside from that, the woman who every three months claims to be leaving her husband put in her notice that she was leaving her husband... again. Changing up housing is a long and involved process and takes several month's worth of work. Every time we almost process it, she calls and says she has changed her mind, which means that we have to cancel all the work we did (including, last time, calling the new roommates that were supposed to move in and telling them that they have nowhere to live.)
Crap.
Nothing we can do about it, though. Can't force people to stay married.
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Originally Posted by Ezee E
Actually, it wasn't as bad as I was expecting from what I pictured in my head while reading your other post.
It's also fun to hear medial malleolus in something other than an anatomy textbook. Those bone markings are used in the real world.
NYC (among other American cities) is trying to pass a law that will fine people anywhere from $25 to $100 for texting while walking, or even listening to music on headphones while walking.
What.
The.
Fuck.
I'm okay with the texting part. Not so much with the headphones part.