The eye of the storm

You know you're sick when the prospect of your impending holiday isn't enough to cheer you up.

Baby K helped make dinner last night but did not appreciate the "meanness of onions burning [her] eyes! Need glasses that wrap around all of [her] eyes to keep the meanness out". Onions are now to be referred to as mean things as this is an"irrefutable fact".

I will, however, need to be more vigilant to keep her away from infomercials. It's hard to convince her that they don't do everything that they say in the 5 minute ride to school. The AbCircle Pro will not do more than 100 sit ups. The Shake'n weights will not make you have super strong arms, the RootBlast will not make our plants grow 300% bigger in the middle of winter. Here's your bag, have a great day at school, love you.

She did make me pudding (warmed apple with ice-cream) that was made with "love and kisses" because I am sick.

Almost a little down

I reposted on that forum again - and now I feel that the same three people are again attacking me and ignoring what I am saying. I am not taking it as personally as last time, but it makes me sad that these three people are a medical professional, a medical student, and a reported medical student. They all seem to be very rigid in their ideas, so I wonder about their clinical skills/what they are teaching. I hope that their persona's on the forum are not how they are in real life.

I have a meeting tomorrow concerning a particular type of diagnosis and how it relates to trauma. I'm surprisingly quite anxious about this, as I think that the research may harm the outpatient service and the validity of the diagnosis, as well as have serious implications for those with the diagnosis. I don't particularly like the supervisor (personally) and I have issues with his professional publications. Apparently he is a guy who you either hate or love, and I am clearly not in the love group.

Not only do I need to be at work by 8am, but I am staying until 6 or later, training for Tough Guy. After hearing of what a coworker thought of the Auckland one, I'm just a little hesitant about this now. It's going to be an experience, I just don't know if I will like it. I handled the triathlon, but I wanted to quit almost every single minute. Le sigh.

Baby K has gone on holiday in Chch for the week. I miss her.