MMMMM.... Fudge

It's not enough that Kraft Marshmallow Creme changed their packaging jars, they also had to go and change the recipe for Fantasy Fudge -- previously the best fudge I had ever had.

Fortunately, when I made it, I was not paying attention to all the instructions due to being super tired, so I didn't notice the difference until I put the chocolate chips in and then noticed the 12oz of semi-sweet chocolate chips was changed to chopped up blocks of semi-sweet chocolate. I couldn't remember the exact amount for the chocolate chips, but I was sure there were chips. I felt like I was taking crazy pills with the new change!

Nevertheless, I continued and added chocolate chips until the color and consistency of the old fudge that I knew and remembered. The recipe I ended up with was a morphed recipe of the old and new fudge recipes, and it turned out pretty well. Part of it has to do with I can't ever remember the temperature to heat things to having lived at so many elevations, but the 234 instead of 240 seemed to work quite well for Milwaukee.

I will continue to at least use the old recipe. Kraft, for shame, it shouldn't have been changed. And I did love the glass jars, they were perfect for storing other things.

Fun Patients Make My Day

On Friday, I had 2 scheduled cases before being on call. The second patient and his wife were very entertaining while I was waiting to go back to the OR with the patient. I had to give him Afrin and nebulized lidocaine treatments before going into the room, and he was just so funny about their descriptions.

He was compliant with taking the medications I asked him to take. Afrin, as he scrunched up his face with disgust, was "just like licking a monkey's foot!" He couldn't tell me how he knew what a monkey's foot tasted like. Then came the lidocaine nebulizer. He took huge breaths to get it over with fast, with a worse face than the Afrin. I was talking with his wife, and I was like, "What do you think this will taste like?" She said matter of factly, "We'll find out shortly, and I'll hear about it for the rest of my life." When he finished the treatment, we found out that lidocaine tastes like "licking a platypus' butt." If I hadn't given him versed, it would've tasted like "licking a rhino's leg." This was all made worse by the glycopyrrolate I had given earlier where I was then making him chew on a cotton ball.

Fortunately, he was very good with doing the treatments, but I'm sure he'll never forget me and the "wonderful" drugs I provided.