Last week I was in the nursery at the U. It was the well nursery, so nothing exciting going on except healthy babies and a handful of circumcisions (which, FYI, is the same word in Spanish, just with an accent). However, it was so fun to get to play with the babies and just hold them, because we were in no rush. We had one tiny girl whose mom had probably the least maternal instinct of anybody ever. "How long do I have to give her this milk stuff?" You mean the formula? Um, about a year. Did you think babies came out eating philly cheese steak and salad? Anyways, we made up for mom's absence by loving the heck out of that little girl. She was like our little nursery mascot, ready to be a Broadway singer when she grew up (you had to be there). Here's hoping little J does okay.
I was at the Fox and Hound for the Nebraska season opener on Saturday. Husker fans are hysterical. Several hundred red shirts crammed into one bar, "Go! Big! Red!" filling the room every few minutes, and total pandemonium if we scored. They even played the fight song over the speaker system. It was almost like being there. Maybe I did miss out by not having a college football team. But I'm more than happy to fall on the wagon now, given that all my friends are Husker fans, and so too me by default.
I'm in outpatient peds this week. My accomplishment for the day is successfully recognizing two ear infections and a middle ear effusion. Trust me, this is a lot harder than it sounds. You try looking through a 2 mm hole into a squirming kid's ear and trying to discern what color the fluid behind the ear drum is. I feel very proud of myself, thank you very much.
10 minutes was enough to get me hooked on "Chuck." You know, the "He's the Secret. She's the Agent" NBC show. Came home from the Husker game and Kelly had it on. I was like, "Oh, this does look cute." Well, over the next two days, we watched 11 episodes online. Exxxxcellent. And the Bones season premiere is on tomorrow. And The Office in like 3 more weeks. Woohoo!!!! I've never been into so many shows at once. What am I going to do?
Also, my dad just corrected me while quoting "13 Going On 30." Sad.
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