Daynotes On A Budget, V6.0

 I can't really tell you the details about some of the patients I deal with, but I can tell you that while I've been close to there, I have been blessed not to have stepped on those ... terrible moments. Back in 1996, I dipped my toes into web design because I had a baby who was born three weeks before we had expected him to show up.  And When you're handed that sort of messy situation, you ... well, you deal.   I will never forget the sound of my wife's voice.  I had a frozen pizza in the oven for the young lady and my wife, and I, and it was to be done soon.  My wife had gone into the master bedroom of our two-bedroom apartment, and there was this tone in her voice when she hollered my name.  It made the hair stand up on the back of my neck. Her water had broken.  There we were, one of the snowiest Novembers we'd encountered, and it was November 15th.  Halfway through the month, and it was ... raining.  Yeah.  So I got my wife and...

 I know, right?  It's so rare I need to post a warning.   Yes, you can laugh.  But then we'll take this off the beaten path, and right down into the clobbered idiot road. That'd be me.   Now, as much as I would love to have some sort of faster-than-light-speed computer (yes, I know that science has not yet managed to agree that might be possible, but I'm not much of one for limits - and since light cannot escape black holes, obviously there are other capabilities and possibilities we're not aware of just yet.  Bear with me), I've got a bit of a ... crate.  Now, to be fair, I spent the whopping $40 on this machine a couple of years ago, and it was a bit of an upgrade beyond the previous one.  I mean, this one has 4 gigs of RAM.  Yes, that was an upgrade.   And beyond that, it's still Windows 7.  It runs, it runs ok most of the time, but then late yesterday, I noticed a few problems.  The biggest was that, as it oc...

 I do try to avoid behaving like a sexist boor when possible, but clearly, the half-wit governor of one state over - that is, South Dakota - needs to have a few moments of reality injected into her little fantasy world. It seems that Kristine Noem, the Gubbiner of Sodak, thinks that modern diseases can be defeated by just acting like nothing was wrong. The problem with Noem is that she is an idiot.  If she truly cared about the people of her state, she would listen to the experts, rather than flaunting her ignorance as something that did someone a favor.   Now, to be fair, here, I have a bit of skin in this little dust-up.  My wife has a much bigger list of on-line friends than I do, but that's because she's an extrovert, and I'm ... well, a troll hiding under a bridge, trying to be a decent human being when the opportunity arises.  Something this halfwit Noem might do well to emulate. One of those on-line friends of my wife has a daughter.  I know, it...

I get it.  Some people really believe that, because they've been blessed with some sort of ability, they really think the rules do not need to apply to them.  I also understand grief, struggling, and emotional pain. But let's just get past all of this.  I understand a young woman who runs fast wants to compete in the Olympics because, well, she runs fast.  But she lost her birth mother.  And due to this, she turned to drugs to self-medicate.  And so, once again, someone who should know better feels the rules don't apply to them. And that's the truly sad part.  We're seeing the end results from an entire generation of people who don't like to be held accountable, held to standards, and held to the same rules that everyone else is.  Because there's this fellow by the name of Reggie Bush, who played football, and back in 2005, won the Heisman Trophy, which is given to the allegedly best college football player.  And in Bush's case, it was taken ...