a “disastrous” day

September 20, 2007

Today at lunch I had a fortune cookie, and the fortune read, “Today is a disastrous day. If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em.”

Now I ask you: what is up with that?

Today was NOT a disastrous day. Today was actually a very good day! I woke up at 5:30 a.m. at my brother’s place because that is where I stay on Wednesday nights now in order to get to my 6:45 a.m. clinical in the med center without having to wake up at an ungodly hour (as if 5:30 a.m. isn’t bad enough). At clinical today I was doing an OR observation. I LOVE the OR, and am seriously considering working in that area when I graduate. I was able to put a Foley catheter in a woman for the first time, which is invaluable experience. And it was great because the woman was knocked out so I didn’t have to worry about hurting her or making her uncomfortable. Lunch was free, and our post-clinical conference with our instructor was really good. I like my instructor a lot. For dinner I met a friend at Escalante’s and had a couple really good enchiladas. When I came home Cleo was as excited as I’ve ever seen her, and I like to think that it’s because she missed me and not because she knew I would take her on a walk. Now I’m settling into a quiet evening at home, hopefully to get some studying done.

Does that sound disastrous to you?

In my opinion this fortune cookie company needs to re-evaluate their marketing strategy. I am a completely un-paranoid, un-superstitious, anti-conspiracy kind of person, but I still didn’t like getting that fortune. It could have disastrous effects on a different personality type.

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Comments on a “disastrous” day

  1. 1

    From Carmen:

    The word disaster used to mean an unfavorable spot on a star or planet, so maybe the cookie just meant that today there were lots of solar flares. :)

  2. 2

    From Megan:

    Wow, I was going to comment on your post and reference to the unnamed personality type that we all know is mine… but then I saw Carmen’s post. How I miss you both!!! Let’s live together again!

    And, p.s., gross! to the catheter reference.

  3. 3

    From Katy:

    Ew. Catheters.

    I don’t think I’m going to make the Houston 5K, but I’ll see you Nov. 4 for the Austin one. Woo!

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