Back to the Salt Minds

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Note Please--This title is particularly HIL-AR-IOUS because in Neuro we tend to keep patients' serum sodium levels quite high in order to pull excess fluid off the brain--cerebral edema from their injury. My husband did not think that you would get it. Just wanted you to know so that I'm not sitting here chuckling to myself. Feel free to chuckle along.



I've been off for a week now and having a fabulous time, dollinks... Pilates, dance classes, reading, writing, movies, music, running up and down the streets and byways of River City... But, now the time has come for me to go back and work for The Man. However, there will be dancing and merriment tonight with Dance Master Len before I return to caring for sick and bad brains.




please note--art by tartx

Comments

  1. ElisabethApril 22, 2008 at 4:32 AM

    I loved the art!

    Thanks for the lesson related to the "salt minds." I know nothing about medical care and, being somewhat of a hypochondriac, I suffer from a bit of hospital phobia.

    Glad you enjoyed your week off, I hope the weather was as nice where you are as in Western PA.

    Finally, I will be glad to send you my copy of Eat, Pray, Love (I am all for sharing books, rather than letting them clutter bookshelves) if you e-mail me your snail mail address at walisabeth@yahoo.com.

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  2. Fliss and Mike AdventuresApril 22, 2008 at 10:53 AM

    Actually you lost me in the first few words about serium something or other but yep... had a little chuckle... hehe... take care

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  3. jillypoetApril 22, 2008 at 7:37 PM

    I have to say, I love getting the inside scoop from you! Glad you had a nice vacation! It's tough to come back from vacation. Good luck!

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