Heh. I thought that my legs were tired *yesterday*... I was the runner today, and now I know what tired legs are. Well, no, I really always have known, I just sometimes forget. O'yeah, for those of you who missed yesterdays' entry, it's here... short story here, XP was screwing up and wouldn't let me access hardly anything, so naturally I blamed my server people in MI. Or MA, whatever. Started off not letting me send email through that server, which I always have done. I could *get* email just fine, though. Then I couldn't FTP, and I started getting upset. Wrote them a nasty letter, etc. Then I went to Karens' machine... and everything was fine. Re-booted XP and everything was fine here, too, dammit. I hate it when these machines make a fool of me, I really do. 19:40... I'm going to go to bed really early tonight. I got to do a coupla exams on the Z today, though... they're fun, but very wearying, I think. Over there doing exams is much more involved and challenging and therefore more fun. CT guided biopsies and drain placement is really rewarding in so many ways... well, the drainage procedures, anyway. Ofttimes the biopsies are downers... they know that the patient most likely has cancer, we just get the cells for pathology to figger out exactly what, and for the cancer doc to figger out how to treat or to decide to not treat at all. Drainage procedures, though (as one nurse puts it, "Pus is US") provide immediate relief to the patient. And the challenge is always how to get to the specific area without damaging anything else. It's a game played with long needles and slick tubes and guide wires and lots of scans and thinking. And we always, always win. Always. 'Cause we don't quit until we do. Today's procedure required guiding the needle around the renal artery. Without hitting it, of course. Using a ten-inch needle that's not very stiff at all. Putting it next to the artery, then putting a little traction on it to gently move the artery out of the way and pushing the tip of the needle on down into the abscess two inches below. Watching the doc do that was like watching an artist at work. It took about thirty minutes, with scans about every five minutes. And the really fun part was watching the thick yellow pus come streaming out and knowing that the patient was well on the way to being cured. Yeah, it'll take a coupla days to get the right antibiotic to complete the cure... they will know the exact bug, and the exact potion to use to kill it. Absolutely fascinating. In my younger days, I watched patients die because this technology wasn't available. I even went to a couple autopsies where the cause of death was massive infection....
Did I already mention that I was tard? And my legs hurt? Yeah?