Dr. Beege is IN

So, I really had fun with the "Dr. Beege" section of our newsletter and would like to answer questions that you have for me. Remember I am not a medical doctor, but a pharmacist in training with a dry sense of humor. Please send inquiries to the following email address

edwards.bj@gmail.com

I will answer select questions as they come in.

Dr. Beege Searches for a Residency

Hey folks,

So apparently I have been so busy over the last 6 months to post anything. It is sort of true. School has gotten extremely busy since the start of the new year. I don't really have any excuses before that. I did spend most of December and January researching, searching and applying for residency programs. While you don't have to complete a residency to be a pharmacist it does open a few doors. It would allow me to get a more clinical job meaning I would have patient interaction and maybe a little more input into a patient's care. It would also help me to get a clinical faculty position which is one career I think that I would enjoy.

So after thoroughly enjoying my geriatric rotation in June (see post in last July). I decided that I would like a residency that had a geriatric focus. There are basically 3 programs in the country that are a first year program with an emphasis in geriatrics (old people). There are another handful that would like you to have a one year general residency before you apply to their geriatrics specialty residency. the three programs are in Greenville, NC; Gainesville, FL and St. Louis MO. I applied to a few other programs, but only interviewed at those three. The way this works is a match program. So I rank the programs I would like to attend and the programs then rank the students that they would like. These ranks are then entered into a computer program (hopefully slightly less complicated than the BCS system) and you are then "matched" to a program and are obligated to attend that one. You could easily liken this to "match.com" or "ldssingles.org" for pharmacy residents.

So the big day that we find out where we will go for the next year is March 18th. If y'all are lucky then I will actually post the results on the blog when I find out. In the meantime take advantage of our poll and vote for where you would like us to end up next year.

The Best Christmas Gift EVER!

While I was off at scout camp lounging around, training to become a lifeguard Julie was at home slaving away on my Christmas gift ever. Yes she finished it before Christmas and I am just tardy in posting to the blog.



If you can't tell she took all my old swimming T-shirts and turned them into a quilt. How cool is that? Very cool. After you ask, "how did she do that" only one question remains...
Is 11 T-shirts enough for a marathon themed quilt or do I need to run more?

What is it with wildlife in my house?!?!

So we cleaned out the car today. Quite the process. I string together about 7 extension cords to get the vacuum to reach our car. While doing this, I leave the front door open a bit to leave room for the cords to go through. Today just happened to be extra extra windy - not that that had anything to do with what happened. We completed the job fairly uneventfully and dragged everything back in to get Cambree up from her nap. I stopped in the kitchen to grab a drink and I saw this whitish black stuff on the counter. Wow, that looks surprisingly like bird droppings I thought... but no. Probably it was something that came from someone's nose or worse, mouth. I headed upstairs preparing myself for whatever might be in Cambree's diaper.

...2 minutes later Haylee runs upstairs, "Uh Mom, come downstairs. I want to show you something."

"In a minute, my hands are-"

"It's a bird! In the pantry!"

I thought it was funny that Haylee was the calm one here. My first instinct was to grab the broom and shoo that dang thing out the door, screaming at it all the while. Well that of course, scared that blasted bird into flying all over the place, leaving his, shall we say mark? all around the house. After watching the bird smack into the sliding door 5 or 6 times it occurred to me to open it up. Finally, after what seemed like a long time but really wasn't (just long enough for Cambree to find a not so hidden bag of Vday candy, tear into it, and get chocolate everywhere) we got the bird to fly out the back door.

We spent a good part of the remainder of the afternoon searching for and cleaning up bird droppings. At least it didn't come upstairs. Well, we hope it didn't. We have no evidence of that...yet.

Many of you know we've had mice issues ever since we've lived here. I despise mice. But, as Haylee very intelligently remarked while we were cleaning up, "Maybe the birds will chase the mice away."

That's my girl. Always looking on the bright side...

I later wondered why I freaked out as I did. Maybe it's because I watched part of Hitchcock's The Birds movie yesterday. Or maybe it's because unleashed, unwanted, living animals do not belong inside. That, I have determined, is why we have doors and I intend to keep mine shut from now on. We'll have to figure out another way to clean out the car.

Little Chef(s)

You know in Ratatouille how Linguini calls the rat his Little Chef? Well, I've got two of them.

Legendary Snow

Finally, we get some snow in NC worth talking about! None of this .25 inches stalling traffic on I40 for 6 hours business. Nope, we got real snow! The total accumulation was about 3-4 inches I'd guess and everything shut down. Even BJ's workaholic preceptor "guessed it'd be safer if he stayed at home" (the beast) so we enjoyed it together! It snowed pretty much all day long and it was just gorgeous outside! No snow covered mountains for our back drop, oh in fact, as soon as we went outside Haylee commented on all the snow but asked me where the mountains were!

Yes, we did play outside for a bit even though it took longer to get everybody bundled up than we were actually outside. Cambree wasn't too keen on all her wet layers and Haylee's non waterproof shoes and 2T flood pants, oh, I mean snow pants did little to keep them warm and toasty. :) Yes Mom, I am kicking myself for leaving the boots and bigger snowpants out in Utah!

How old are you again?

Yesterday afternoon, I was in the kitchen doing something when Haylee wanders in, heaves a ridiculously overly dramatic sigh and says, "Mommy, my life is so...(sigh again) I need more options in my life!"