A Moment of Reflection

I didn't write a whole lot this month, but then not a whole lot really happened. I went on my first helicopter flight. I learned an awful lot about overdoses and toxicology. I took classes in HAZMAT, terrorism & creating a incident command post.

I think it's a bit fitting that the closing ceremonies are tonight. I was able to dedicate the majority of this last month to watching the games. Now, for some, this might be thought of as a waste of time. But, I think I can always find something inspirational. Right now, Dara Torres who is... eek!!... my age won a silver and missed gold by 0.01 seconds. Wow.

I set some new goals (a five mile Turkey Trot I plan to run with some of my colleagues), and I continued some previously set goals (I am still eating vegetarian, 6 weeks!). We'll see how I continue to do.

Tomorrow I start in the Trauma ICU at ECMC. I am sure there will be a lot of tales to be found there. So, for tonight, we'll go to bed wondering what the new dawn will bring.

The Spirit of the Olympics

I honestly think I must have had something to do with the olympics in a former life. Nothing will bring a tear to my eye as easily as watching the opening ceremonies and seeing the olympic cauldron be lit.

Growing up watching Nadia take the gold, I dreamed of finding my sport and competing in the olympics. At my age, my only hopes now are sailing and equestrian. Still, one of my more reachable goals is to attend an olympic opening ceremony. One day... maybe in two years in Vancouver?

As the next 17 days progress, I know I will be watching the competitions; still getting misty as the U.S. flags are raised and our national anthem plays. Do you plan on watching?

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