shut up christine


Monday, October 31, 2011
      ( 9:22 AM ) shut up christine  
over the weekend, two of my friends, shwetha and sriram, got married
this is a small snippet of the poem sriram wrote to shwe when he proposed to her

i would 
like to watch the
landscape of your face
as laugh lines form slowly at the corners of your lips
or
soft creases form at the edges of your eyes
the marking
of the passing
of our time together.

i wish i could've made it down to texas to celebrate with them.  they are two of the most exceptional human beings i know.  shwetha and sriram, you don't read this but i send you all my blessings
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Sunday, October 30, 2011
      ( 11:48 AM ) shut up christine  
my intestines have been acting weird for the last few months
there was a stretch of time when i had to wear two pairs of underwear with my white nursing uniform, if ya know what i mean

i thought it might be due to stress, but i also feared the diarrhea meant i was becoming lactose intolerant :(

then amy stopped over one night and ate my cooking (i only heated up frozen veggie gyoza) and she had diarrhea too
so maybe i'm not lactose intolerant, maybe i'm just food poisoning myself
which is quite possible,  i'm a terrible cook

anyway
just to be sure
i'm going vegan til the end of the year to rule out lactose intolerance

tonight  we will be making vegan raw cashew and chai spice ice cream with pineapples via kawani's recipe at crafty earth mama

i've been stalling on this because, frankly, it sucks.
who cares about a little diarrhea as long as i still have my nutella, goat cheese, paneer tikka masala, and flaming hot cheetos.
but yesterday i was thinking about some of the little kiddies i'm taking care of who have diet restrictions and they have to give up their favorite foods too
and if they can do it, i can do it
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Friday, October 28, 2011
      ( 7:26 PM ) shut up christine  
today i witnessed two babies' births (c-sections)

i remember things like the smell of burning
layers of yellow fat over red tissue.  oddly, reminded me of lasagna
one of the mothers was 51 years old
she hemorrhaged and lost over 1500 cc of blood (1000cc is a liter)
i remember the blood pouring out of her body like a waterfall

seconds after the birth, we begin our assessment on baby
as we're wiping the blood off his body, his little hand takes hold of my pinky

life is beautiful
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Monday, October 24, 2011
      ( 9:46 AM ) shut up christine  
the other day i was in the nicu (neonatal intensive care unit)
spent a lot of my shift holding babies
just holding them
one baby was born with his intestines outside of his stomach (gastroschisis)

when someone annoys or hurts me
i think to myself, they were once a baby
so innocent
and it's hard to stay mad at them

anyway,
here is Wee at a pumpkin patch over the weekend.  isn't she adorbz?  i love this little person so much

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Thursday, October 20, 2011
      ( 4:21 PM ) shut up christine  
say what you want about facebook
i love the things my friends show me

via vivek

via sonali - occupy wall street map
 
via seema.  (translation:  love - take as much as you need)




via bhairavi


via guri - from unesco youth conference in Paris that she attended

via D'Lo


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Monday, October 17, 2011
      ( 11:23 AM ) shut up christine  
it is ridic to nurse others back to health when i treat my own body like crap.  common sense!

for the rest of the year i will challenge myself to treat my body well
i deserve to give myself the best care possible, right?
i'm putting it down here to hold myself accountable to the universe

Health Goals:
- eat breakfast EVERY morning
- get a juicer to juice my veggies.  replace most of my coffee with veggie juices.  update:  juicer ordered!
- drink lots of H20. i bought a purple water bottle exactly for this purpose :)
i will drink at least 1 bottle (18oz) throughout the school day
- meditate 10 minutes every day.  this is totally low-balling so i should will be able to do this
- yoga every tues with crystal
- run at least once a week.  i will run every sunday, at the very least, because its my day off and i have no excuse not to

very reasonable!

song on my running playlist that makes me feel better
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Sunday, October 16, 2011
      ( 10:37 AM ) shut up christine  
we just started our pediatrics and labor & delivery rotations
which means we're going to DELIVER BABIES
holy moly.
its weird because i'm NOWHERE NEAR READY to even begin to think about having babies right now 
but my uterus does cartwheels every time i see my baby niece
also i think taking care of sick kiddos in peds will be emotionally challenging for me

poor makoto.  he'll be on an emotional rollercoaster with me for the next seven weeks
well it's been an emotional rollercoaster since like our first date, but now its x100
speaking of makoto
i've had a really hard time getting up in the morning
he starts nudging me in bed around 4:30am
i usually ignore him because my pain sucks when i first wake up
but we started a new thing where we put on this david guetta song and we jump up and down on the bed to wake me up. at 5 in the morning
it's such a stupid little thing but i get teary-eyed.  he does a lot for me

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Wednesday, October 05, 2011
      ( 9:42 AM ) shut up christine  
i wish i could say
these challenging moments exist to show us what we're made of
that i rose to the occasion
that i persevered gracefully

nope.
last week was a bitch.
i clawed my way through it
it made me sick to my stomach, literally
one day i consumed so much caffeine that my body couldn't take it and i kept vomiting while studying

on our last mental clinical day
i had my own mental breakdown
but aside from that
i facilitated an activity on mandalas
image via yoga108.org
 
mandala is a sanskrit word meaning circle or center
monks spend hundreds and hundreds of hours painstakingly creating these very intricate sand paintings and do you know what they do once they finish?
they take a broom and destroy it
(much to the dismay of one of my patients - what?!? no. why would they do that? oh no no no and then she went on a rant about nazis)

the point is
the journey is more important than the end

vomiting and sleep deprivation and mental breakdowns
all of it
my mandala

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