Bubble Girl

Along with all the drama that has unfolded this week, Tracy’s lungs decided to poop out on her as well. I promise I have not picked up smoking while I’ve been in Shanghai – although with the lovely air pollution, I don’t even need to!

I thought it was going to be nice to be off of work for a few days working from home, but instead, I have only been able to do short errands outside the apartment because I just get so exhausted (the hot humid weather doesn’t help either). Bronchitis is the name of the game and who knew that I’d have to bow down to nebulizer treatments several times a day at the ripe old age of 34.

Maybe I could dress in black AND pull an oxygen tank behind me to this review board. Sympathy vote? Well in all actuality as I found out this morning – there will be no review board. Damnit, there goes the line that I’ve been practicing… “Dr X - YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!” Just kidding. Supposedly, the administration has put together a 30-day probation for Dr X. I have yet to see what is on his list of do’s and don’ts except that Dr X can’t exclude Patty or myself or any other person from seeing patients or reading charts. I thought about asking for a formal apology, but figured I already rocked the boat enough.

Wisdom should tell me to lay low for the next 30 days, so hopefully I will do just that.