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blog:good

Secondly, any productive women should take the Pap smear test annually which can find the early precancerous lesion in the cervix, also called the cervical intraepithelial lesions. If you got this, don’t worry and take it easy, the loop electrosurgical excision procedure (LEEP) is enough for your disease and could prevent the occurrence of the cervical cancer and after this you still could give a birth to a healthy baby.

Last but not least, if you got the diagnosis of cervical cancer, clinical staging is important to predicate the prognosis and plan the treatment. The operation is the best, followed by the chemotherapy and radiotherapy or both.

blog:I am sick

I didn’t feel well today,I was tired, sort of dizzy all day long,the pain comes down all over my body,so I could conclude I was sick…..
To my surprise,I found most of my classmates also felt ill,tired or caught a cold,even slept or had a absent mind in class ,I would rather stay in the class and study quietly.
We played so crazy yesterday that most of us fell ill today,I hadn’t swimming for a long time,as far as I know,swimming was one of the healthiest forms of exercise,however it’s also a very wounded and physical sport.If you have had no sport for a long time but suddenly come to an active sport then you may feel tired and sick,just like me.
I feel very tired now,maybe I should sleep early tonight,I hope I will recover as soon as possible.

blog:the coming examination

The summer vacation is coming but the final examination is coming at the same time,I was more and more busy,little time to play computer,I had to spend most of my time reviewing my lessions in the library ,it was boring but a real-life problem.I hope the year’s result is better than last year’s.

blog:Going to a restaurant or going home

Today, one of my colleagues ask me that if I am invited, which way I prefer to.

When my friend invite me for dinner with him, I prefer to go to a restaurant instead of going his house because it is quick, easy and convenient. We can taste delicious food while talking. The only thing we need to do is to pay money.

If I go to his house for dinner, there would be a lot of things to buy, such as vegetables, fruit, meat, as well as dessert. It’s complex I think. Maybe we spend a long time to cook and clean up after dinner, so we haven’t enough time to talk to each other. As anybody knows, having dinner doesn’t mean to eat something special, in most cases, it is a chance to communicate with your friend to improve your relationship. If we don’t have enough time to exchange our opinions, the appointment would lose its meaning.

Blog： Albert

Working in a hospital with recent stroke patients was an all-or-nothing proposition. They were usually go grateful to be alive or just wanted to die. A quick glance told all.

Albert taught me much about strokes.

One afternoon while making rounds I’d met him, curled in a fetal position. A pale, dried-up old man with a look of death, head half-buried under a blanket. He didn’t budge when I introduced myself, and he said nothing when I referred to dinner “soon.”

At the nurse’s station, an attendant provided some history. He had no one. He’d lived too long. Wife of thirty years dead, five sons gone.

Well, maybe I could help. A chunky but pretty divorced nurse avoiding the male population outside of work, I could satisfy a need. I flirted.

The next day I wore a dress, not my usual nursing uniform but white. No lights on. Curtains drawn.

Albert hollered at the staff to get out. I pulled a chair close to his bed, crossing my shapely legs, head tilted. I gave him a perfect smile.

“Leave me. I want to die.”

“What a crime, all us single women out there.”

He looked annoyed. I rambled on about how I liked working “rehab” unit because I got to watch people reach their maximum potential. It was a place of possibilities. He said nothing.

Two days later during shift report, I learned that Albert had asked when I’d be “on.” The charge nurse referred to him as my “boyfriend” and word got around. I never argued. Outside his room, I’d tell others not to bother “my Albert.”

Soon he agreed to “dangle,” sit on the side of the bed to build up sitting tolerance, energy and balance. He agreed to “work” with physical therapy if I’d return “to talk.”

Blog： Christmas Presence

It was the night before Christmas, and all through the evening I reminisced, fondly reliving past Christmases spent with my family. As a second year nursing student, just nineteen, this was to be the first time I wouldn’t be home on Christmas. Although I knew I would someday be working on Christmas, I never expected to feel this lonely.
Secluded in my room, I yearned for the mouth-watering aromas of mom’s freshly baked cookies, hot chocolate and love. The absence of the usual giggling, slamming doors and ringing telephones made the dormitory seem cold and empty. The unappetizing smell of disinfectant replaced my visions of cookies and cocoa.

Standing in front of the mirror, I conversed with my reflection. “You wanted to be a nurse didn’t you? Well, you’re almost a nurse. Now is your chance to find out what Christmas spirit really means.” Determined to make the best of it, I turned in early.

“I’ll be home for Christmas. You can count on me…” My faithful clock-radio announced reveille as I slowly dragged myself out of a toasty-warm bed. I trudged across the snow-filled street and grabbed a quick breakfast in the cafeteria before reporting for duty on the medical-surgical unit.

Blog： The Ring

As I poured myself into cooking, some of the deep sadness I was experiencing at this one-year mark moved through me. I loved my mom’s turkey soup, how she cooked the egg noodles right in the broth, and how they soaked it up and tasted almost like dumplings. I remembered the time she made some especially for me. It was summer then, too, and I had a terrible head cold. She arrived unexpectedly one afternoon at my work place with a huge jar of her turkey noodle soup. I thought about the bread she used to bake and about how much butter she would slather on it, and how we loved to dip it into the broth. I began to feel a little more buoyant amidst the pain of losing her.

While the noodles boiled in the broth in my kitchen, I realized that I was reconnecting with my mother through food. I laughed a bit at myself when I reflected on all the dishes I had cooked that week. Without knowing it, I had created a beautiful ritual to honor my mother and to comfort myself at this vulnerable time. I suddenly felt my mother at hand and was filled with her presence. I was so uplifted and excited that I began talking to her, imagining she were there.

“What else should we make?” I asked of us both, wanting to keep the ritual from ending.

“Irish Potato Pancakes,” was the reply.

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blog:losing weight~

251. losing weight~
Finally after a heated conflicts in mind, I decided to take some actions to lose weight. I am not a thin girl who just wants to be a bit skinnier but a girl who tends to be fat if not doing so.
But this is not an easy thing, I guess most of you may understand. Being hungry and tired, I still had to struggle making me stay energetic to do all those healthy sports which is suggested by pysicians on TV.
What the real agony is that NEW YEAR is coming. Mom and dad spent two whole days cooking bunches of great food. To keep shape, I, of course, need to be on a diet.
What was once my favorite which I can eat up tons of them in a minute now became a damn thing. I hate seeing every one of them now because I can’t eat more.
Probably this is just a great example of “no pain no gain”, although it may sound a little bit weird to apply it so.

blog: Patients terrified, thankful

At the Mercy Medical Center in downtown Cedar Rapids, all 176 patients were evacuated to other hospitals in the region. The evacuation started late Thursday night and went into Friday in the city of 124,000 residents.
Water was seeping into the hospital’s lower levels, where the emergency generator is located, said Dustin Hinrichs of the Linn County emergency operations center. “They proactively and preventatively started evacuation basically guessing on the fact they were going to lose power,” he said.
“Those poor people. They looked half-terrified and half-thankful that they had someplace to go where they could finally rest and be cared for,” said Sonya Thornton, a technician at St. Luke’s Hospital in Cedar Rapids, where many of the patients were taken. She was called into work at 2 a.m. to help with the evacuation.