07.16.2010 - Friday

This morning, Scott and Denise attempted a fluid tap of the young female that had a edemedous stomach. They drained about 200 ml from the bottom right quadrant of the abdomen, but unfortunately it only drained from a very local region, not the whole abdomen. There really isn't a whole lot more we can do, sadly.

After that procedure, Scott and I unpacked and packed the young female who had the abscess under her armpit. He stuck a Q-tip in the wound after unpacking it, and it came out coated with pure, red blood. This is good. :) Scott repacked the wound with gauze and told her to come back Monday so we could look at it again. Then it was consultations again the whole day until 2:00.

This evening we had movie night. We watched Invictus, a story about Nelson Mandella and the South Afrrican emancipation. It starred Matt Damon and Morgan Freeman. I'm not a huge fan of feel-good sports movies, and this one was no exception. There were a few good lessons, such as forgiveness of anything and everything your friends or enemies throw at you and racial equality, but beyond that, I did not really think the movie worth much. Of course, that forgiveness only comes from one place in the real world: Jesus Christ. So on that thought, the movie was a very excellent one. But beyond that, it really had no other redeeming qualities, although nothing was really “bad” per se. I'm just not a huge movie person at all. I guess I'm of the opinion that if a movie doesn't have a lot of good, biblical qualities, or has some strong allegories, then I'd just as soon not fill my mind with it. That is, of course, just my opinion. I generally don't condemn people who see lots of movies, although I will say that many people I know that watch a lot of movies would be much better off studying the Word of God instead. But I have my faults too, and I too do many things when I should be studying His Word instead.

I've felt a bit grouchy all day, which doesn't make me happy. I'm almost picking fights and getting irritated at people who have counter ideas. Unfortunately, those ideas often make perfect sense, which only compounds my irritation. Add to that the fact that I apparently got poison oak on my arms, and I'm not a happy camper. Oh well. Guess I'll take a shower and head to bed.