Report of 27 March 2014
Good evening!
The lights of the villages around can be seen. Mosquitoes are a little fewer now that it is hot in Chennai and we can leave the balcony door open.
Work is wonderful. The other day, I was treating a young colleague who was fatigued. I asked if her periods were regular and she said she hadn't had one this month; I then enquired about the possibility of pregnancy, at which point our able senior nurse turned to me and whispered, "Doctor, she's a widow." I was thunderstruck: the patient was oh-so young, and widowed. Ergo, in our culture, not likely to be pregnant. I apologized for my gaffe and the lady was very gracious. In the midst of her solo state, and feeling unwell, and exhausted, still finding the wherewithal to be gracious - nice, eh.
Kovalam is also fine. We have some young post-graduates from our helpful hospital, SMF, assisting us in our clinic there. It was great: the docs were bright and quick and enthusiastic. Several patients still wanted me to look over their management, and that was fine.
Scott and I were in Mysore yesterday, to see 2 of my aunts, and a cousin and her son. One of my aunts has dementia, and that's sad to see, but she exhibited quite a bit of her old spunk. My other aunt is her caregiver and this is commendable. We had a great visit and went out for lunch. My cousin (actually cousin-in-law) takes care of her special-needs son almost single-handedly these days as my cousin is out of town; the young son is a hoot, laughing joyfully at stories of our sons. He is about their age. It was a lovely visit.
Nice to see relatives. Grand to enjoy their company.
No movies in a long time. I have not had the mood. Official word has come about MH 370 and the heart has stopped hurting, sometimes it resumes.
Unw -
R
The lights of the villages around can be seen. Mosquitoes are a little fewer now that it is hot in Chennai and we can leave the balcony door open.
Work is wonderful. The other day, I was treating a young colleague who was fatigued. I asked if her periods were regular and she said she hadn't had one this month; I then enquired about the possibility of pregnancy, at which point our able senior nurse turned to me and whispered, "Doctor, she's a widow." I was thunderstruck: the patient was oh-so young, and widowed. Ergo, in our culture, not likely to be pregnant. I apologized for my gaffe and the lady was very gracious. In the midst of her solo state, and feeling unwell, and exhausted, still finding the wherewithal to be gracious - nice, eh.
Kovalam is also fine. We have some young post-graduates from our helpful hospital, SMF, assisting us in our clinic there. It was great: the docs were bright and quick and enthusiastic. Several patients still wanted me to look over their management, and that was fine.
Scott and I were in Mysore yesterday, to see 2 of my aunts, and a cousin and her son. One of my aunts has dementia, and that's sad to see, but she exhibited quite a bit of her old spunk. My other aunt is her caregiver and this is commendable. We had a great visit and went out for lunch. My cousin (actually cousin-in-law) takes care of her special-needs son almost single-handedly these days as my cousin is out of town; the young son is a hoot, laughing joyfully at stories of our sons. He is about their age. It was a lovely visit.
Nice to see relatives. Grand to enjoy their company.
No movies in a long time. I have not had the mood. Official word has come about MH 370 and the heart has stopped hurting, sometimes it resumes.
Unw -
R
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