Why is it so hard to find a reasonably priced apartment in a good area that allows pets and has a washer/dryer or hookups???
So, dad and I went over to ****** and looked at apartments. The first place we visited was just being built. It will be a gorgeous apartment complex, but the lady who showed us the place was so nasty! Ewww! Anyways, that place is way too expensive for what it gives. Besides, it will be too snooty. My rule of thumb is—if I can’t hang my cloths out in the sun on a nice sunny day, the apartment complex is not for me… :o) This one was definitely too snobbish.
We then visited two more places that looked okay! They said that they might have the washer and dryer option when I come. I need to push them on that one. One of the complexes is close to the hospital and the apartments in both places are a tiny bit bigger than what mine is right now. I was very happy we found these places, and they sure looked decent! When I came home I looked online and read some awful reviews of this place on http://www.apartmentratings.com/ . Uggg. I then looked to see how my own complex ranked now, and there were some awful reviews about my place too… LOL! I got to put everything in perspective.
So… I still have to go down there a few more times to see another complex or two, but I’d like to find a nice place soon.
Oh, we saw the strangest thing when we were down there! We went to the shore, and the ocean was black! It was the middle of the day, and it was sunny and no clouds in the sky, but the ocean just decided to be black. There were lots of shades inside that black—a lot of purple, green, brown. I have never seen anything like it. I am so used to the beautiful Mediterranean, and the gorgeous Red sea that this… well… it just didn’t seem right. I am sure it has to do with currents and winds and other factors, but nevertheless it was weird.
I’m starting my next rotation tomorrow—it’s Peds Neurology, and will be only 2 weeks (the two weeks I still owe the school from last year). I sure hope I would like it. I also hope I will be able to sit down and study when I need to. I’ve been feeling burned out, and my last rotation (family medicine) was easy enough that I didn’t have to sit down and study… I probably should have, but I was tired of working so hard. Blah!!!
Oh, during my family medicine rotation I was able to avoid catching the various sickness the patients had, until the very last two days. My stomach was doing the samba inside me. No other symptoms, just very violent movements of the stomach. Uggg! I feel better now, but was really feeling funny on Thursday and Friday.
Well spring is officially here!! And I saw the first trees bloom last week :o) It was great, beautiful pink trees around my neighborhood. Now the yellow flowers on the bushes are starting to bloom. There are also red flowers on the trees. It’s beautiful! I promise pictures.
I’ve been exercising a lot, and am very proud that it almost has been 2 months!!!! I started blogging it on just for my own records http://makingtimeforexercise.blogspot.com/ . I think I’ve been logging it for about 10 days or so. It would be nice to see the progress in writing. You are welcome to visit there, but don’t laugh at my abysmal lifting abilities… I had to start low or else I would have hurt myself.
KC and Vega are doing very well. They love sitting out on the balcony on sunny days. I love it that they love it.
That’s it! Kisses to all, Happy Purim everyone! Re
So, another week of family medicine has come and gone. This one was pretty much the same as the week before… LOL~ ugg. In anycase, I am trying to enjoy the “vacation” but in all honesty, I enjoyed the hard work and intensity of my sub-I’s. I am just a tad bored with sinusitis, diabetes, coughs, flu, upper respiratory infections, anxiety, depression, and hypertension (high blood pressure). But, even in the repetitive environment of family medicine we do get to see some very interesting cases! Just a few days ago we sent a patient to the hospital with pericarditis; we also had a patient in which we suspected sepsis that was sent straight to the hospital; Henoch-Schonlein purpura (well, but of course I will find that interesting, as this was in a 7 year old pt :o) ).
Dad said that I should reconsider working in an outpatient setting and think about a combination (hospital and outpatient). The reality is that I will have to see next year. It might be that I am the way I am because I ran out of gas (this is truly the end of the year for me), or that these are adults that can be somewhat needy at times, or that… I just need to stop being whiney :o) I have 1.5 weeks left at this rotation and then 2 weeks of pediatric neurology!!!!
As for other news, I’ve been looking at housing for next year, and I am not finding much on the internet, so I am hoping dad would be able to come with me so we could drive there and look around. I have 3 very simple requirements—1. safe area. 2. Pets accepted in the apartment (and they may not change that rule while I’m there). 3. Washer and drier in the unit (or just hookups). Maybe if I wasn’t so picky this would have been easier. But I am known for being very picky, so… too bad.
Speaking of dad, guess what we did this weekend :o) :o) :o) I went up to the city and we saw Mamma Mia! on Broadway. It was GREAT! Until very recently I wasn’t able to bring myself to see any shows. I actually refused to go see a live show with my friends. But, I was ready on the weekend, and was ready to see it with dad. It was beautiful, but it made me cry in several spots because I thought of mom, and how she enjoyed this show with dad, and how much we still have to do that we can’t do anymore.
But it wasn’t just me and dad who were tearing up—another guy who was sitting a row or two down was dubbing at his eyes. So. Everyone has a story. Everyone always looses someone dear. But loving and living is worth it.
Here I liked this:
And this—not the best recording, but definitely shows off the colorful production and amazing cast (although this is the London Cast, I believe). Plus this one really reminds me of mom (I can see her up on stage doing her “Mogley eyes” (of the hypnotizing snake from the jungle book)… and getting the whole crowd to dance)
Dad said that in the show he saw with mom in London, the crowd was dancing in the isles. We tried to do that, but we were the only ones. Our crowd in our show was a bit sleepy!
After the show was done we went out, and we stopped behind the theater—dad was on the phone with Omer. As we were there, some of the cast members went outside (probably to grab some lunch)… so we thanked the guy who played Harry Bright for a great show. Of course, after you see a Broadway show, all you (fine, I) want to do is sing and dance… which is what I did. :o) It’s a good thing dad is used to me bursting in songs. Can you imagine how boring our lives would have been without music?
After we came back from the show and dinner, I saw Elisheva—it was so nice to see her! We sat down at the lobby and talked for a bit about this and that. Then I had to leave and go home. Bummer.
Oh, one more thing I forgot to write about—Last Thursday I decided to see if the movie En Vie La rose (or in it’s French name: La Mome) was playing in our local movie theater. This is a movie I knew was coming out and wanted to see it with mom, but never got a chance to. Anyways, I was happy to see that it was there. I went in to ask when the next showing was, and was told that it was at 21:55. This is a bit late for me, so I asked them when they were showing it tomorrow… and they told me that this was the very last show they had of this film. So I bought a ticket and even though I was very tired and knew I would be tired the next day, I went. It was wonderful. It was sad, and beautiful. I don’t think mom would have liked it, because it had too much of Edith dying in it, but… it really was good. Plus the singing was phenomenal. Savta Blanka is a big fan of Edith Piaf—because she listened to her I always liked Edith’s music. I can remember being much younger and attempting to sing along in French. It sounded something like this: Padam, padam padam, ooo voor doo sheh lo meee ooom PADAM! Or… No… rein de rein no, je ne regrerein…. LOL! OY VEY ZMIR my French is pathetic!!! I can’t believe e.ma was French and I speak only 5 words of it!
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Well, that’s about it. KC and Vega are lovely. They took well to the daylight saving time, and gotten used to getting up an hour a head, and now are once again waking me up 2 minutes before the alarm clock rings. Booger heads!
Well, I didn’t write for quite a while. I was very busy finishing up my last rotation. I ended up loving it—it was a lot (A LOT!) of hard work; I have to say that even though I thought I was going to be miserable during the rotation I was wrong. I learned a lot… my responsibility level was kicked up several notches, and it was a good experience.
In my last week there, I was standing waiting for the elevator when I saw this huge furry dog come in. Now, you don’t often see huge furry dogs (or any dog for that matter) in the hospital. This was Tyler… a therapy dog! I pet him and he leaned his huge head on my body. Oh, what a dog! I fell in love! I am such a sucker for dogs…
Also during my last week at my rotation my great-grandmother Nany (Margaret) passed away. She was 96 years old and clear as a bell. Two or three months after I started writing my online blog (so… about October of 2004) I begun sending her copies of every entry I made—I enlarged it to a font 20 so she would be able to read it by herself with no difficulties. It was such a pleasure for me to send it to her. I know she enjoyed it because she told me she did, and that was so nice to know that my little ditties were eagerly read by her and sometimes her dinner-table pals. Anyways, the last thing she said to me was “I know it is you Reut. I love you. Be a good doctor.” Nany also gave me her ‘rubies’ (because she wasn’t “rich enough for diamonds”). Here are the ‘rubies’ from a recent phone conversation: 1. The most important thing is family. 2. Enjoy what you are doing. 3. If you don’t like what you are doing, change it. 4. Be happy. 5. One more time: family, family, family.
…How I wish my own mom would have lived this long…
Well, to “exciting” news: I am in rural family medicine. Ick. It’s okay, it’s just… I don’t know… boring? Tedious? Repetitive? I have 3 more weeks, and then I’ll be done with this. I’ve been trying to set up my last two weeks of medical school… I’ve been having a difficult time with it—I wanted to do radiology, but… that doesn’t look like it’s going to be an option. I tried to set up pediatric neurology, but… it’s not working out too well. Oy! I just need to make up the 2 weeks from last year and then I’ll be done. Would someone let me do a rotation please? (Yes, I am sure it will work out, but I am kind of down to the wire… and would like to get it solved already).
My dad came to visit last weekend—it was so much fun!!! I love it that he comes. There was this huge snow storm and he decided to drive in the snow . He did very well (dad you drove in the snow several times before, right?). I was happy dad drove, because despite driving in it before…I hate ice, and I hate snow. I really ought not to live in this part of the country.
Last bit—I’ve been dancing with Richard (my Sweatin’ to the Oldies DVD) for about 4 weeks now!!!!!!! I love it! It’s getting to the point where it is a bit too easy for me. I need to get his other DVD’s and then add some other ones. I also added some minimal weight training and good stretching. It is such a blast that by the end of the day I can’t wait to do it!!! WooHoo! My friends Matt and Erica moved out of their apartment yesterday, and I helped them carry the heavy stuff down—I was hurting afterwards (because, hey, their stuff was heavy and going down 3 flights of stairs with it was hard), but… I still couldn’t wait to exercise today and felt great about it!
