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We Sink or Swim



Working my new job in the ER for the past 10 months has been taxing but very satisfying, too. There is a mild panic that sets in every time I punch in to work, and I have no real choice but to embrace my oncoming panic and do what I can to hide it deep down.  I work in a city where we see just about everything you can imagine, and the more that I learn and become qualified to perform, the more people depend on my decisions.  I have a hard time figuring out if I brushed my teeth in the morning, and yet I attend a job where I literally (help) make life improving/altering choices.


I know that I like my job.  I love it when I can help someone become well enough that they don’t have to spend any more time in the hospital. I hate being attacked by patients.  I hate having to explain to an angry person why they have failing health.  And although I dread the arrival of “level 1 trauma” patients, I have learned to internalize it all.  I am not sure if that is a good thing.  I am not sure I am cut out for Emergency medicine.  But I know that I am getting better at being a nurse.  I just hope its enough.


Short Thoughts #001

I love how music can take you to another place.  For example, Ariana Grande is playing is this restaurant, so now I have to go eat an another restaurant.


How to tell a Grumpy Bear that the car battery is dead.


I have never been great at giving bad news to a grumpy bear.  The best approach is usually with diversional conversation, which allows me to find a way to sneak the topic in.  Bears are typically not fond of bad news, and if it involves family, politics, or the status of their vehicle, it can get ugly rather fast.  Start slowly by asking about some recent GOOD news… this is a great ice-breaker.


Me: So, you had a nice time shopping with the cubs yesterday, I heard.

Bear: Grrmph.

Me: Oh, me too… they grow out of clothes so fast!  Its a wonder that we can keep our little ones in clothes for more than a week before they shoot out of them, am I right?

Bear: Wwwraaarrrmmph.

Me: So, I was going to take the Toyota to the grocery store and it uh… well, it won’t start again.  I think we need to buy a new battery.

Bear: Bllaaaarrrrggg!!!


It’s best to find a door to jump behind at this moment, because bears know all too well that a new battery for a 2007 Prius is rather expensive and a royal pain in the fucking ass to replace.  I mean, they stick that bastard in the trunk, underneath a relay bar and behind some other electronic garbage.  I started to watch a youtube video on how to replace the thing, and the cost of tools was listed at $80 “if you know where to shop.” Never a good sign.

So what to do?



  • 2 oz Vodka
  • 5 oz Ginger Beer (the spicier, the better)
  • juice from one lime
  • add ice and drink!


Make a few of these, and wait for the bus.



Things are getting set up for an ALL NEW AND IMPROVED SCENT for my blog.  There really isn’t much to get too excited over at the moment…. I just changed my site over to a more friendly hosting company, so that is a start.
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