Tomorrow is my husband’s birthday. It’s also the day I get a follow up ultrasound re:blighted ovum. I have been the queen of compartmentalizing all this. But I need them to get all the tissues out ASAP. Give me drugs, scrape it out, I don’t care. Because I am running out of compartments and the ones I do have are flooding like the Titanic’s until I, too, eventually snap in half.

#TFW you are asked if you can charge a patient’s phone at the nurses station and you’re a low-key germaphobe and that phone just looks icky. “Hang on. I’m getting gloves and a sani-wipe and a bio bag. …and you don’t get to judge me for that.”
#healthcareworkers

@SaltyVeruca it’s a damn shame that ethics are only ever meaningful to one party.

Just putting it out there… but would there be any reason whatsoever that Joe Biden couldn’t use his fresh hot presidential immunity for official acts to dissolve the electoral college and make sure the will of the people is actually the will of the people and not the electors?

Today is Drug Take Back Day.
If you’re cleaning out your medicine cabinet, please take some time to read up on proper medication disposal so drugs don’t end up in the water table or on the street. Find your nearest take back location here:
https://www.dea.gov/takebackday

@WDEFAustenOnek my grandmother used to be deathly afraid of storms. In southwestern Pennsylvania where weather was never really extreme. A rumble of thunder had her herding us into the basement and praying while we, kids, drank RC cola and ate Slim Jim’s from pap’s basement bar.

I miss her every day, but I’m glad she doesn’t have to face the weather nowadays.

@Zevon 7yo designed. I just carved. 🤗

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Still standing.
Doing all the things I have to do because life doesn’t stop—not even for this.
I’m bitter.
I’m heartbroken.
But I’m still Momming like a motherducker.

Vaccinating and voting and shit.

So. It’s pretty much confirmed, non-viable. Hormone levels have ceased their incline. So now it’s a vicious fucking waiting game till what promises to be Monday’s additional traumatizing ultrasound to look at a blighted ovum. My provider keeps reassuring me that I can go to the ED when all this goes down. Really juicing up the horror end of it… maybe to sweep aside the mental element.

I remain in a not-especially-great-place.

Had labs drawn this morning. Midwife called as we were getting kiddos ready for swim school. My hormones were high enough that she should have seen fetal pole and heartbeat on yesterday’s scan. Unless my HCG numbers double by Friday, there’s a strong chance I have anembryonic pregnancy AKA “blighted ovum” and I will need to prepare to miscarry.

I’m not ok.

Happy World Anesthesia Day AKA World Ether Day.

Super grateful for the anesthesiologists who made sure I didn’t have to be even partially conscious during my three spinal surgeries. I’d would have been dead without them. Actually dead.

Every year on Oct. 16, surgeons and anesthesiologists raise a glass to 'Ether Day'

https://www.npr.org/2024/10/16/nx-s1-5138063/every-year-on-oct-16-surgeons-and-anesthesiologists-raise-a-glass-to-ether-day

@sfleetucker lol