Good morning and Happy New Year’s Day!
This is taken from Fort Flagler on Marrowstone Island.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: light.

Good morning and Happy New Year’s Day!
This is taken from Fort Flagler on Marrowstone Island.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: light.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: finale. It’s the end of the year, the sun will set on another year!
Hoppy Newt Oar, everyone, and hope and prayers for next year.
We keep running across boulders that we can’t bring home. Good thing, or my house would REALLY be cluttered. I only bring home rocks that I can fit in my reticule.
For today’s Ragtag Daily Prompt.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: twist.
I am writing this on Christmas morning.
The good news is this: National Guard Empties Bedpans and Clips Toenails at Nursing Homes. “In Minnesota, an ambitious initiative is training hundreds of Guard members to become certified nursing assistants and relieve burned-out nursing home workers.” (1) Well, hooray, the National Guard is called out to help, because the nursing homes are out of staff and we aren’t supposed to abuse our elderly. I think this is AMAZING. And the National Guard may learn some things about work and the elderly too. Hoorah and Hooray!
The bad news is a snippet from New York State: Omicron is milder, BUT the exception may be children. (2) Child cases of Covid-19 are going up really fast and hospital admissions of children. ICU work is hard hard hard, but child and infant ICU is even harder. Blessings on the nurses who do this and the physicians too. When I did my pediatrics rotation way back in Richmond, VA, in a tertiary care hospital, I had children who were dying: one with a brain tumor, one with liver cancer, one with Wilm’s disease. Hard work. I chose Family Practice. I have still had pediatric patients die, including an 18 month old where I had taken care of mother through the pregnancy, but not terribly many. Even less in the last ten years since my average patient was about age 70. All of my kids in the last ten years were complicated: one with Down’s, another a leukemia survivor, others. Children can be very medically complicated. I had two adults who had survived infant heart surgery as well. They were set up with UW’s Adults who had Childhood Heart Surgery Clinic, though that is not the correct name. I am pretty happy to have that sort of back up only two hours away. They both had pretty awesome heart murmurs and that midline chest zipper scar. Ouch.
So, why post this on Christmas? If the cases are rising in children, maybe that will inspire some folks to get vaccinated or at least not yell at family who refuse to bring small children to an unvaccinated Christmas gathering. Judging by the posts on the doctor mom facebook group, there is quite a bit of family yelling going on. Stand down, folks, and respect other peoples’ boundaries.
The problem is, if enough children are sick, we run out of beds. And staff. “As of Thursday, there were 1,987 confirmed or suspected pediatric covid-19 patients hospitalized nationally, a 31 percent jump in 10 days, according to a Washington Post analysis.” (3)
Blessings.
2. https://www.nytimes.com/2021/11/23/us/covid-cases-children.html
3. https://www.washingtonpost.com/health/2021/12/24/omicron-children-hospitalizations-us/
Beautiful, isn’t it? But it’s not a sunset. The recent storms have taken away more beach and there are tons of new rocks and debris thrown around.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: finally.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt today is hollow. Hollow, halloween, hollow promises, and hallowed promises. Which is it?
My friend in Michigan was teaching his three children to use a fire extinguisher at Thanksgiving. What a wonderful use for the hollow rotting Halloween pumpkin! They each got a chance to use the fire extinguisher and put out the fire. Emergency preparedness on Thanksgiving Day! That is an example of wonderful parenting as far as I am concerned.
“Mom, the chicken tastes funny, but good.”
“Shuddup and eat.”
“Mom, the salty stuff on the chicken is the BEST!”
“Move over, I’m eating yours if you don’t want it!”
“Mom!”
“That kind of chicken is called a potato, dears.”
“Yum, mom, more.”
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: obfuscate.
Painting by Maline Robinson.
For today’s Ragtag Daily Prompt: crimson.
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