The Media Strikes Again

The Depressing News About Antidepressants

Newsweek magazine recently published an issue with the above statement on the cover (that's also a link to the story). The article basically says that antidepressant medications are no better than sugar pills. It was also mentioned in a feature story on NPR.

Way to go, Newsweek. As if people that genuinely need these medications don't feel self-conscious enough, you went ahead and poured some rock salt in that gaping wound.

It doesn't matter that the article goes slightly more in-depth about the pros and cons of the pills. The damage is done.

I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant - Florida edition

One of my favorite shows on TV is the aptly titled "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant" on Discovery Health. It's about women who have no idea that they are carrying a child for the entire duration of their pregnancy. Moms attribute their nausea and weight gain to "bubble gut" or too much fried chicken, and continue to drink Bud Light and smoke their Virginia Slims until they roll up to the ER and pop out a kid.

My secret wish of coming across one of these women was granted last week. In this lovely lady's case, she thought she had a wicked case of constipation. I guess, in theory, she did, except she had a baby stuck in her uterus as opposed to stool stuck in her colon.

Mother Nature - 1

Biologically Bamboozled Mom - 0

Baby Names

Parents name their kids some stupid, stupid things.

Here are the top six dumbest names I heard in the nursery this week:

6. Nevaeh - This is ridiculous because it's the word "Heaven" spelled backwards

5. Bella-Swan - Yes, after the Twilight character

4. Sincere - A boy's name

3. Tryumph - It speaks for itself

2. Tre'Vez - This is a white baby

1. Jermajesty - "What does Jermajesty want for breakfast this morning?"

If nothing else, my job provides endless comedic fodder.

GNOME Y TRUCKASAURUS!!!!!

One year ago today, I was hit by a truck.

You read that correctly.

It was, by far, the most memorable thing that happened to me while living in Tallahassee.

Here's the story: I went to the Publix on the corner of Park and Blair Stone specifically because I wanted to avoid the frenzy at Clublix*. I bought several large tubs of cole slaw and some soda for a medical school volleyball tournament and managed to make it out of the store in about 10 minutes. Little did I know that treachery in the form of a brown Chevy pickup was waiting... nay, stalking me in the parking lot. I walked to my car... I was steps away... BAM! I'm on the ground with my left knee bent at an angle that would challenge even the seasoned Cirque du Soleil performer. I hobbled around for a week with a presumed sprain, but it turned out to be a half-tear of my MCL.

This was NOT funny for a solid two months after the incident. I wore a brace and wasn't able to make my bed, go grocery shopping or wear actual pants until spring break. A serious case of self pity also accompanied the injury, along with a helpful reminder of which people I could really count on when I needed to cry or change the cat litter.

Now I can't tell this story without laughing to the point of crying. I like watching people try not to giggle and make faces of feigned horror when they picture me going down like a sack of potatoes. But, I still have yet to buy any more of that damned cole slaw.

*Clublix: The Publix location on Ocala Road where only the most beautiful FSU students buy their organic chicken and PBR.

Musical Churrin

This is a kid that I had to take care of this week. He has some profound handicaps, but I don't think he ever got the memo.

Simple, but amazing.