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Crazy and quiet

…this was a weekend of contrasts – moments of such peace and quiet – awesome – to moments of pure blind terror and chaos! It was insane! By last night I was feeling a bit odd!

Friday had been a lovely quiet youth day. Saturday Morning was the busiest time on call that I have had for a long while (preterm twin caesar delivery; an emergency caesar for feral distress to discover a mother bleeding out, a horrible miscarriage)! Sunday started well, and then ended with some drama with a planned home birth being brought to hospital, only to have her deliver in the parking lot, to everyone’s consternation!

The rest of the weekend was nice – had some good family time with my daughter – shopping for Father’s day gifts for Charlie and Pops; playing monopoly on a cold Sunday afternoon; preparing a roast dinner for Sunday lunch for the Dads. She is such a sweetie pie – we are having the best time with her at the moment. So interactive, so kind, so sweet, so intuitive.

Guess what!

… I am officially a finalist in the regional BWA businesswomen’s awards, professional category! Whoohoo!

Now things get a little more hectic, radio interviews and media profiles, all good stuff, but it is going to be busy! And then I have to tackle a lost and found project – find a dress, and loose a few kgs! I am excited to see what unfolds during this process, it is exciting!

In other news…

… 2 pretty awesome things are unfolding at the moment – even in the midst of my chaos – I have been selected as a nominee for our local Business Woman of the Year awards. Judging happens on Thursday at around lunch – so if you can, think of me then, as I am grilled by a panel of judges. I have had the hair done, and booked an appointment for a blow dry (I am useless at my own hair!) and am mulling over outfits. Immediately after the interview I have a filmed interview, which they might use on the night of the awards – I do not know what to wear!!!! Argh!  It’s at times like this that I look at my wardrobe and wonder… What will it look like on camera, does it make me look fat, does the colour work for me? Argh! Decisions, decisions. I also need to start thinking about this interview and the kind of questions I am going to get thrown at me. The finances of my business are simple – money in, overheads, medical insurance, profit; the business side is fairly straightforward – patient interactions, assessing risks, delivering babies and making gynaecological decisions; and the there is all the other stuff… Might need to get some coaching from my chief whip, BC!

Then , the other thing, I have just heard that I have been selected to go to an OBGYN congress in Spain in September – a slight overlap with our trip to Scotland, so I think I can make it work. I’m so chuffed, I was put forward for a trip to Hamburg earlier this year, and they elected to send a colleague from the neighbouring city, not me, so I was a bit sad. But here we go! Madrid I’m coming for you! (and then you, Scotland, you’re next!)

The sads

…yesterday turned into a sad day… I finished early at work, so had decided to go and see my friend, Nyami, who is grieving her dad – she heads back to the UK in a day or 2, after helping her mom with all the horrible admin. Her mom lives in a small village about an hour from home. As i arrived I had a panicked call from a GP in town about a suspected abuse case in a young girl, who he wanted me to see. I calmed everyone down and made plans to see them this morning (which I’ve done – all is ok, thankfully), then the afternoon sped by in a time of reminiscing and tears for both of us. It is so hard to loose a parent, despite ill health, despite expectation, despite knowing that full restoration is now theirs. That was heartsore, but so nice to share my journey with her, and her mom.

An almighty storm broke out, and I had to get home, so in driving rain, dramatic lightening and rumbling thunder, I eked my way home. As I got near home I received a message from another patient, with her news that her 2 year old son had been just diagnosed with a very aggressive cancer; bearing in mind she is 2 weeks away from delivering her second baby! I ended up, after all this sadness, on the phone to my (still very broken) dad, in floods of tears.

And then just to round it all out – a very dear couple suffered a miscarriage this morning.

Not sure how much more my heart can bear. I am reassured by the rainy stormy weather that continues though, that somewhere, out there, the universe is raging with me, against all these injustices that I cannot understand…

Settling back down

…and it is time! The last few weeks have been crazy, last week was insane at work, so I am hoping that this first full week will be civilised. I am so tired of feeling rushed and anxious about how much I have to do, and how little time I have!

Ok, so this weekend was spent in CT, I was down at a Women’s Health Symposium which was a good meeting. Although I have almost a pathological issue with spending time in lectures when CT awaits me!Anyway, the meeting was worthwhile, and I got to see my friends over some spectacular meals and even got a tiny smudge of shopping in.

The dinners out were at lovely. On Friday night we ate at Thali, an Indian tapas style restaurant. It’s in the heart of vibe Gardens, beautifully decorated and busy! They don’t take bookings, so get in early. The food was delicious – they serve tapas for 2- so you share each course with your table mate – we started with poppadoms and aloo palak, served with a spicy salsa and a curry salt. Then we moved onto a delicious yellow dhal, with a pulled brisket croquette, served with a naan bread; then a fish taco (I think fish taco may be my absolute best way to eat fish!) and seared tuna, and then a delicious tender lamb curry and braised chicken served with curried mushrooms, with basmati rice. Dessert is almost unnecessary, but really, who could miss out – as part of the tapas, you get a cardamon toffee, within a coconut truffle (I love cardamon, its subtle citrusy taste wakes up a tired palate), and then one can order all sorts of other delights – my table tried the pistachio and rosewater kulfi, and the indian bon bons, a collection of beautifully crafted indian flavoured chocolates – yum! Finishing off with some chai tea was the bomb! All in all a taste sensation. I also really liked the fact that the chef and owner was working the room – clearing plates, interacting with diners and other staff, all too often the çelebrity’ chefs don’t do that.

Saturday night saw us head off to an old faithful – we headed noord to The Foodbarn. This has to rate as one of my favourite spots – reliable food, well priced and a lovely atmosphere. (although I did have a few palpitations en route, as we drove along some of the 2 Oceans route!) I started with fish tartare (yellowtail is definitely better raw, than cooked), followed by a mushroom risotto and finished off with a dessert named Mont Blanc, which was a delight – chestnut mousse, chestnut toffee, salted caramel and teeny little meringues – too nice! We drank an unusual varietal with our meal – a Rousanne, which may just become my favourite white wine – fresh, with green apple flavours. The food barn is just lovely, and I have yet to have a bad meal there. Love it!

Sunday I headed home to my beautiful little family – Thandi and I got stuck into her lego, building an enormous castle, and then tried to sort the lego out – flip, she has a lot, and loves it (as do I!) ! I reckon her and I need to tackle all the projects she has, so we can really get it all sorted out. Anyway, it was a lovely way to while away a Sunday afternoon.

Ok, so let’s get this week going, my poor nurse is wondering why I am taking so long between patients!

Divergent

…paths. Tonight I am flying to JHB, off to do a course on non inv*asive las%$er vagi*#%nal sur*ˆ&gery (sorry, adding those in, so that I don’t get found on google searches…) It’s a rather divergent path from my normal, day to day stuff, but an interesting walk down the plastic surgery path. Plastics was always something that interested me, it was the only other speciality I really considered when I decided to specialise, and I guess one has to find a bit of a ‘creative’ outlet? So, one day, maybe I will be a designer vagi*&%na specialist! If nothing else, the course is bound to be interesting and the psychology behind the requests fascinating!

Fumes

…are what I am running on. Yoh! I feel like I am out of gas. And every morning, I wake up, wondering if I am going to get through this day, but (this week) I’ve pulled up my panties, thrown on my running shoes and hit that tar. I am, today, feeling shattered. It doesn’t help that my entire practice is away – 2 are at a congress, 1 is at a graduation in Edinburgh – so I am it. In other words the weekend on call is looming.

In more exciting news, this weekend is also our book club Christmas function, and we are having a bit of a cook off. I’m not sure who remembers that BBC show Ready, Steady, Cook, Ainsley hosted it – 2 teams – red tomatoes, green peppers and a bag (or in our case, box) of mysterious ingredients; and from that box, with a basic pantry, we will have to produce 2 courses. Our husbands and our cheffy friend, who is providing the boxes, will judge the best meals. It’s a bit like the master chef Mystery Box challenge. So here’s hoping we have some fun with that. I am sure with wine (not for the on call me though) and much laughter we will have a blast!

Enjoy your weekends, you beautiful people!