Sunday, October 30, 2005

Pediatric ICU

On Thursday morning I shadowed one of my instructors who works in the peds cardiac ICU. It was amazing. One of the patients was a 14 day old baby who had his chest cut open with only a thin film of plastic draping the hole in his thoracic cavity to prevent infection. Lemme tell ya, watching a baby's heart beat from an opened chest is friggin nuts.

I luv bein a med student.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

I was used today...

Vishal asked me for my cell # today... he subsequently mentioned that he felt better now that he had an even number of entries in his cell phone. So used. He said I should write a blog entry about it. So here it is. But I've exhausted the excitement, drama, and altogether overwhelming emotion of the incident in my first few lines, so I shall bring a close to that saga of my life.

Chapter 2: Vengeance is Mine
I looked up your cell # on the med roster Vishal and added you. You're #143. You may have the peace of mind knowing that you have an even number of entries in your phone, but let it haunt you, let it hound you, let this sword of Damocles plague your every waking moment and the lulls within your dreams because you know that somewhere, somehow, you're an odd entry in someone's phone.


About Me

I'm a quixotic idealist that's readjusting to the reality of the world around him. An aesthetic at heart, willing to not shower a week at a time to go camping, exploring, hiking, etc. I love food, poker, and anything that can be turned into a competition.