Quote Originally Posted by tootsie roll
Birdgirl! Go girl go! lol. We used to have those kids of weeks before his job demands became so obsene. Now I settle for relaxing weekends without a care in the world. Plop in the hot tub, crank the CD's and it all goes away. <<<<sigh>>>>>

Interesting how you describe my husbands actions as that is mostly how I've felt about it. It's still just so odd to me but I am getting used to it. lol
I'm quite familiar with those hospital Christmas parties. I can imagine does his marking that night as well. Those parties can get wild. (for the younger staff )

Birdgirl, I do hope your dear sister is resting comfortably and embracing her journey as best as she can.
Thanks, Tootsie, my friend, for the kind wishes for Bess. She is resting fairly comfortably. We're giving her meds just about every two hours now to help manage her pain. I will be devastated when the end comes but also very relieved. We're bringing our son home from college next weekend so he can say his goodbyes. My parents have been spending all their spare time here. Everyone knows the time is growing short.

Ugh! Christmas parties. There's a party we're invited to every year with all the cardiologists and heart-associated people from a couple of local hospitals where they all work together. A number of the other docs' wives are those full-time shopping, overly lifted, heavily Botoxed, 50-something types who bore the heck out of me. In the past, I was always a bit of a curiosity because I had a job, and this year I'll be even more curious because I'm in med school myself. They can't fathom ambition or intellect, only shopping and material acquisitions. The worst part of these parties, however, is one particular cardiologist himself, who always drinks too much and tries to make passes at me and a couple of the other younger ladies. It's really exhausting to always have to be looking over your shoulder at that event.