My Weekend As a Movie Title

The good:
Friday night was a great night.  We went to a fundraiser for Garden State Equality to support anti-bullying and pro-marriage equality.  We had dinner with NJ State Senators Lesniak and Gordon then joined some of our Democratic friends at a local pub for drinks, laughs and more food.  I also was able to get a lot done for Thanksgiving dinner--made cornbread for the stuffing, made buttermilk bread dough for the monkey bread (first rise now in the refrigerator), readied the brine for the turkey and, most important, the lasagna that will keep me from needing to cook on Wednesday is in the freezer waiting to be devoured.  The dogs also started getting some good exercise and puppy interaction at the dog park.  Tivo really loves it but Ginger is still a little timid.

The bad:
I was on call for our Peds ID Group and it was a pretty quiet weekend, except...Saturday was the anniversary of our very good friends. We had planned to go to dinner with them but at 4:30 I got paged about a consult. Generally, not a big deal and it usually is something that can wait until the next day. But, it turns out, the order for the consult was put in at 9:15 PM on Friday but no one had notified me. As a result, if I did not see the child before 5 PM on Saturday, I would be considered negligent. I dropped what I was doing and went in to see the child, who wasn't that sick but was complicated enough that I missed dinner with our friends (Bill went and ordered for me expecting I would make it). Turns out, in addition to not being notified about the consult, the physician who was managing the patient was doing some things that were inappropriate (not putting the child at harm, thankfully). Then, to add insult to injury, my input wasn't needed because before I saw the child and put in my two cents, she was getting better.  But, getting back to the good stuff, Bill brought me dinner and I pigged out on a great burger and fries.

The Ugly:
One of the patients that I don't really know but have been hearing about for a week went to the OR this morning and ended up loosing part of his intestines.  The surgeon, also, was apparently being kind of a prick and proceeded to insult the ID services input on the case. 

Is it possible to look forward to a Monday?  I know I am looking forward to Tuesday when my dad gets here from India.