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Red eyezzzzz

I can hardly keep my eyes open.  Red-eye flights kinda suck, huh.  But I guess all flights kinda suck.  No matta, I’m back in the NYCizzle.  I miss home already, but look at all the goodies I came home to!!! Let birthday week begin!! The first package was full of Averie’s raw vegan macaroons and donut holes, which smelled SO dang heavenly, I waited all of 5 seconds before digging into them. Oh, wow.  I’m pretty jealous of her taste tester daughter – someone get this girl her own bakery.  The macaroons were coconutty and… Read more >

Sabra Sunday

As you all know by now, Sabra courses through my veins like no other.  So you can imagine how excited I was last week to find out that THIS was going down on Sunday.  Sabra “transformed” Union Square into a Mediterranean Cafe…with samples upon samples upon samples of hummus!  Are you there God, it’s me Elise hummus queen?  K, if this isn’t reason enough to visit, I don’t think there’s anything more I can offer you? Here I am with one of my 6 free samples of classic hummus and Stacy’s pita chips.  They also… Read more >

1 shift, 2 shift, 3 shift, floor!

I’m exhausted with a capital “E” after the last 3 days of work I’ve had.  I shouldn’t complain since I had 4 days off in a row while my sister was visiting, but man was it difficult to go back to such a chaotic scene.  Tuesday’s shift whizzed by so fast I was playing catch up for 12 hours straight (the unit was good busy, not shoot-myself-in-the-head busy), on Wednesday I cried (more on THAT later…), and Thursday I was called to the ICU to cover a patient who had taken a turn for the… Read more >

Salutations to the weekend

Boy oh boy is it exhausting taking NYC by storm in one weekend!  Sunday’s weather was far nicer than Saturday’s (in that there was less rain), but JUST as nasty in terms of humidity… I still started the day with java and fruit.   There may have been a bit of a SoapNet marathon throughout the AM.  Is there a better show to get ready to start the day than 90210?  I think not  🙂 After digesting and beautifying, we set off for Brooklyn. I love the promenade/DUMBO area.  So cute – and such great… Read more >

12 hours of crazy

Propofol, propofol, so much propofol.  And yet, no amount seemed too much.  I’m not exaggerating when I say this: I gave BEYOND lethal doses of sedatives today, and my patient was still so resistant he spent 12 straight hours trying to extubate himself.  Boy was my patience on trial with this guy.  Fentanyl, Propofol, Methadone, the list goes on and on…and these weren’t ordinary does either…these were kill-Michael-Jackson-and-his-entire-kid-entourage-doses.  OK, sorry for the work rant.  I sometimes use this blog to vent, so I ‘pologize for the medical chatter.  Back to what I really love to… Read more >