Antibiotic Audit
“Sure, this may be viral, but whenever he gets a virus he always gets a bacterial sinusitis afterward. Can’t we just have the antibiotic now to head it off at … Continue reading
Like It Never Happened
“I can’t bag him anymore – nothing’s going in.” The sinewy paramedic looks up at John expectantly. John nods, takes in a sharp breath. “Place an ET tube.” “Placing an … Continue reading
Sing It So IT Begins
For many reasons – some doofus-y, and some deeply personal – Mr. Whine has deemed this my personal theme song. And so on this, the eve of my introduction to … Continue reading
A Beat Up Postcard
Well hello you two, & greetings from AK! It’s May 2013 & you’ve just graduated (from med school and residency) and are moving on to big things…but first you get … Continue reading
Over the Moon and Hanging with the Sun
Mr. Whine and I did not have the classic post-nuptial honeymoon we’d planned. Quite shortly after we were married, I became suddenly and seriously ill, so any plans for travel … Continue reading
Sing It Sunday
I start my internship in just one week (eep), but have not let my (great) angst about the transition to Dr. M. Whine destroy my fun during this fabulous month … Continue reading
I Just Finished Medical School And….
It’s a FABULOUS (terrifying, surprising, FABULOUS) feeling. (For all the like minded medical science nerds out there, yes, the featured image is an endorphin.)
An Odd Kind of Freedom
As I exit the lecture hall, traverse the lobby I’ve traipsed across too many times to count and at hours too early or late to speak of, everything – the … Continue reading
And I Won’t Come Down
I am exhausted – physically and emotionally. That is what absolute, unfiltered joy does to a person. Yesterday, in a room of my peers, sitting next to people I’d known … Continue reading
The Music Plays On
Did I match? Read the title of the email. Congratulations! You have matched! Read the body. I feel like dancing! (But instead, I will admit two more patients and coordinate … Continue reading
Glug Glug
Gasp, snort! I say to you, as I come up for air. I knowingly end-loaded my schedule for this, my final year of med school; I stuck a number of … Continue reading
Sing It Solo
Mr. Whine has been the esteemed night float senior for the cardiology service this week. (Read: Most often turfed to medicine resident in the hospital. ” Troponin? You need to fix … Continue reading
Good Conversations
“Well now, aren’t you a sweetheart? How kind you look, how kind! Look here, I have a very expensive box of chocolates I’d like you to have, you just look … Continue reading
Rotten
“Oh, I’ve been doing just the same, just the same, quite well, no complaints.” “That’s good. Anything you’d like to discuss with Dr. Gray today?” The slight man’s face is … Continue reading
Sing It Sappily
I look out over the airplane wing, swirl the ice in my Sprite Zero, and drop my head on Mr. Whine’s shoulder. “It’s so haaaaard,” I say, half speaking, half … Continue reading
Mullberry Whine 