December 12, 2008:
This has been a somewhat odd day - filled with contrasts and opposites: sadness and joy, sense of accomplishment and sense of inadequacy, love, hate, action and peace.
OK, one thing at a time: This is the recount of a day of a petrusbroder ...

[all time stamps are local time UTC +1.]
05:30 The early morning was nice: woke up by myself, felt rested. Got into my training duffels, drove to IKSU, the Umeå University Student's Sports Club. It has a large gym and a Olympic swimming pool. After some 40 minutes weights: 1 000 m swimming. Then 20 minutes in the hot water tub by myself - so relaxing. No beer though...
07:00 Breakfast with some 20 of my colleagues: we meet every Friday for some exercise and a breakfast. During the breakfast we have a lecture or presentation - today we had two: the first about the poetic rhymes of early Scandinavia bards (i.e. the Vikings), the second about how to run a large sports club: the Umeå Soccer Club, which is now one of the best in women's soccer in the world. This was the first of the contrasts - Something almost archaic and something very very current. The lecturers were very good - no dead time, very nice presentations and time just flew by.
09:00 At the hospital: the daily morning meeting with the staff: what has happened during the night, what will happen during the day, who needs support ... an energetic meeting: like a bunch of rested sledge dog eager to pull the whole day.
09:30 At the hospital: doctor's meeting: the younger residents and interns need guidance: we discuss patients, their problems, change medication, delegate tasks to the young --- I was going to write puppies in white: some of the doctors seem so young, so eager to do right and to please. I got to change that eagerness to please without changing the wish to do right. During this 1 hour meeting almost 40 different documented decisions are made ... somewhat too much. But probably 38 of those decisions are 85 - 100% correct, and the none or one is wrong.
10:30 Coffee break. Informal discussion about the budget of the unit with the chairman of the steering committee: she confirmed that my budget will be increased by more than 25%.
11:00 Treatment planning meeting for one of the more complicated patients. The walk through of the patient takes some 25 minutes, the discussion until 12:00. If this fails the patient will be dead due to drug abuse and schizophrenia within the next 3 - 4 months. Some very hard decisions: which is better ... which does less harm ... a meeting which no-one leaves untouched.
12:15 Christmas concert in the University Main Hall: A top-notch student's choir sing Swedish Christmas carols in such a way that the Christmas peace descends on all. All are quiet, all seem peace full, no loud comments even 5 minutes after the last song ... They sang so well ...
13:00 Medical rounds before the week end: 30 decisions in less than 45 minutes. Which are correct, which are wrong? which will do good, which will do nothing? The nurses seem overburdened - they need rest, but will get none for the next 4 - 5 hours. I see a young nurse leaning at the door post with tears in her eyes - so much to do, so little time, so many needing people, so few helpers. The ward is really a battle field. I stop at the nurse and order her to take a rest for at least 20 minutes, to eat a banana, to sleep if she can. She protests "I can't; xx needs this, yy needs that ... ". I ask: "Are you opposing a direct order? I'll clear it with your supervisor, you are in no shape to work effectively just now!" 10 minutes later I see her running back to the ward ...
14:30 At the funeral of one of my nurses who died some 10 days ago; one of the pillars in the department. there were more than 75 guests in the chapel. All said their good bye: her parents, old, sad, crying; her children, one with a very much visibly broken heart, many friends, all in dark; many members of the hospital staff ... It was a very moving funeral, not too long, not too short, very nice hymns. From the funeral arose a feeling of joy: she is not anymore in this place of suffering (she was a nurse for a reason); she is now in peace, with the Lord, whether in calmness or in action I do not know, but it feels very much more appropriate if she would rise ... not exactly hell ... but still some action in heaven. This thought made me smile: can you imagine a nurse telling God what to do and how to do it? I can ...
16:00 A few phone calls to the hospital from my car: all seems well and prepared for the week end. At the computer store I purchase a new router: the old one is 3 years old and needs rebooting (due to some hardware problem) once every three - four days. I already feel happy about the reconfiguration of the network: I have decided to change a few things - to the better I hope.
16:30 Picking up my wife for a "after work dinner" in a nice Greek restaurant. A lot of people, a lot of laughs, good food. No beer and wine - I am on-call until Saturday morning ... a nice conversation about a trip to Oz in November 2009: where to go, what to see, whom to meet ...
18:30 At home. The kids are not at home: they are with friends and will be back late ... the evening should be calm, but you never know - sickness and problems arise often without warning ...
19:30 The Folding@home stats - looks very good - no problems. A new user added De LiRium. I like his name ...
This was a good day. Filled with sadness and joy, sense of accomplishment and sense of inadequacy, love, hate, action and peace.
How will the night become?
12 more days to Christmas Eve.
13 more days to Christmas Day.
19 more days to New Years Eve.
20 more days to the end of the Folding@home Race.
20 more days to the end of the WCG New Year Challenge.