i was thinking about pain this week as i continue to gripe about my discomfort on this diet...pain tolerance is an interesting thing. i had a patient the other day who was weeping like a baby after a minor procedure and while on a ridiculous lot of narcotics and then we'll have patients who undergo huge surgeries who basically tide themselves over with a mentos (the freshmaker).
and pain scales are SO subjective. if you've ever been on the patient end of things, you get asked "on a scale from 1 to 10 how bad is the pain?" i try to qualify it with "10 is like pain of child birth" but even then, that only gets so far. like with dudes. and i don't know how you determine your own pain tolerance unless you do crazy shite like this at the eskimo olympics. then you might know where you stand. and how to conquer the pain. RAAAAR!
i've been kind of a crab this week. i was less than awesome in the OR today and i hate that. and the weather is looking like it might get nice soon, but for now is still kind of blah. and my weight is going the wrong direction and all i want to do is eat! i have a constant menu in my head of what i'd like to be eating at any given moment. for example, right now i would like huge portions of the following: broiled eel nigiri, corn on the cob, coleslaw, double stacked mcdonald's fish sandwich, peanut butter chocolate pie, and wine. lots of wine. i didn't say it was reasonable.
don't you judge me.
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