It's what they call a learning process...
Oh, and bainidhe_dub, someone wise told me that if you waited until you were ready to have kids, you'd never have kids...
OK, blog time;
Went to Temple University Hospital Tuesday (left Monday after work, it's a 5 hour drive) for my daughter. they have a relatively new procedure there where they implant a slowed-down pacemaker and hook it to the stomach to get it to act more normally. She has partial paralysis of the digestive tract (along with a lort of other things).
We met with the doc, head of gastroenterology, and he was one of the best we've dealt with in the last two years. All we did was sit and talk for two hours, as he got the history, symptoms, medications, procedures, and timeline down right. He'd read her file (about 700 pages), but wanted to sort it all out in person.
So now we go back in May for a 4-day bout of testing to see whether the procedure's right for her.
I got stressed from the driving, though and snapped in one of my classes Wednesday. After trying to start class and having the back of the room not shut up, I told them if they didn't want to be there, they could leave. One wiseass said that I could leave, too.
I capped my marker and went back to my office. Screw 'em.
One of the better students followed me, and asked me to come back, so I did. Class went on pretty normally from there, but dammit, I did not need that.