home alone

i have been a busy little bee.

weekend away with gal, brumbles and kermit at the grampians. we walked for miles. we played plenty of games. mount williams at sunset was really nice. lunch on top of the hallow mountain was fantastic fun. we were all exhausted on the way home. exhausted-silly.

med cover weekend reminded me how much fun acute medicine could be. it was steady, but not busy; easy but not quiet; no codes!

i love oncology. working with three interesting women (jackie, yen and kate). interesting patients. interesting problems. lots of palliative care. i have even managed to go to clinic once! it's a sign of bigger and better things to come, fingers crossed. and acute care nurses, thank the lord for them!

now for a weekend of rest and arts homework. brumbles is going away for five weeks to europe. aaron has a couple of weeks off in perth. i will be home alone. sigh.

time

a mate of mine recently got engaged. i only found out a little while after the fact. actually, many people did. a few were mystified by this delay. some have even been apparently offended. inevitably people are guessing, wondering, coming up with conspiracy theories, trying to justify to themselves why they haven't been told, casting a shadow on what should be a very exciting and happy moment. i must admit that i too was mystified and felt a general unease at how things have turned out. it's so unfair! why should this been happening to such a gorgeous person during such a wonderful time?

thank god brumbles (another mate) cut through all the crap and declared: it's none of their business.

perhaps she had wanted to keep it her little secret just for a little while, a promise just between two people. to be able to go about her daily business with a core of happiness bubbling inside, washing over all the stresses of day-to-day life. i think it's a brilliant thing to do. like eloping with your lover, it is a private moment shared, defiant against the world. fantastic.

i suggested to brumbles that perhaps a big engagement party is what will clear the foul air and make the atmosphere warm and fuzzy once more. she shook her head and said: why? it's not her style, and she owes nobody anything. but how else is this to be resolved? i wondered. she hrmf-ed wisely and said: time.

oh all bow down before the wise one.