Sing It Sunday
Some days this one WON’T GET OUT OF MY HEAD. Today is one of those days. That’s OK. CT of head review to a catchy beat never hurt anyone. Neither … Continue reading
Sing It Sunday
Alright. I’ll admit it. I have a horrible crush on Gotye. I love my husband more than most anything in the world. But if Gotye showed up on the stoop … Continue reading
Favorite Things Flatulence
“Ugh. It’s 4:45 and we’re 62 studies behind.” The radiology resident opens a can of Red Bull with one hand as he shakes the opposite arm free of his white … Continue reading
Full of…Grace
The little old woman in her lilac power suit grasps my arm with noduled fingers, smiling an impossibly sweet little smile. “Do you know, you look like an awful lot … Continue reading
Are We Sober Yet?
Me: I did a couple of therapeutic para’s* today. They were a cinch. Mr Whine: Oh yeah? Were they frequent fliers? Me: Yep. Didn’t even flinch. The one comes in … Continue reading
All the Fentanyl in the World
The pain is so great he’s involuntarily stridorous, every shallow breath a harsh rasping bark. Great beads of sweat mix with fierce tears down his gray face and soon his sats are dropping, … Continue reading
Sing it Soulfully
“It’s wonderful that you ask so many questions about patients – about their history and their course and treatment,” the old radiologist turns away from his screen momentarily to look … Continue reading
Misplaced Emphasis
“The artery of Adamkiewicz.” “The what?” “The artery of Adamkiewicz.” “The what?” The attending’s great white eyebrow hovers precariously close to his ivory widow’s peak. “The artery of…well, it looks … Continue reading
A Diagnosis of Exclusion
“Yes sir, I’m the medical student on-call with you this evening.” Dr. Snub towers over me, peering down his sizable nose, achieving an expression both blank and disdainful. “Well, isn’t … Continue reading
Scars
“We’ve been trying for 3 years now. It’s so frustrating. Sometimes I think maybe it’s just that we’re too stressed about it, you know?” I rest my hand on the … Continue reading
Laterality
“Well, I thought it was my hip…” The little old man scratches his head with the curved handle of his cane. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure it was his knee – … Continue reading
Full of It
The reading room is warm and dark, the seductive murmur of low voices methodically dictating lulling me into a trance of shades of grey. I watch as foot after ankle … Continue reading
With the Flow
“Oh sure, that’d be great!” I hear myself say with an enthusiasm pulled from God knows where. Good Lord, says that little voice from within. Did you just agree to … Continue reading
Board Certified Waffle-ologist
“My name is John, and I’m going into family practice.” “I’m Kelley and I want to do OB/Gyn.” “Tim, and I’m thinking anesthesia.” “I’m Kristi and I’m hoping for plastics.” … Continue reading
Mullberry Whine 