|I understand its use in recipes, but as for eating or drinking sweetened condensed milk straight, I'm not sure I'd wish it on Hitler or Jeffrey Dahmer. One would think it would be slimy and would just sort of crawl down one's throat much as an under-cooked egg might.|
I should have been back at work by now but I'm experiencing minor complications related to not being able to tolerate any food other than clear liquids. I'm on a new medication that is making me fairly sick but should heal the internal wound. The worst drug I take only twice a day. I couldn't keep it down so I'm now being injected. It still makes me sick for two hours or so, but I cannot throw it up because it's not in my stomach.
Meanwhile, I'm sitting around and not getting a whole lot smarter. I've taken and passed the bench exam. Practical experience is the hangup here. I probably have had more deliveries thn I'm required to have had by them time I've been present for several in the E.r., a few in the O.R., one in the hospital entryway, and one in the parking lot. that is probably covered. I've yet to perform a pelvic exam on a conscious patient, though. (I'm not exactly looking forward to it.) when we're in on a relatively routine scheduled abdominal surgery, they have us practice internal exams. There's something to be said to working the kinks out of probing body cavities on unconscious patients. Now that I know that, I will put in writing that NO medical students or anyone else will ever use me as a crash test dummy while I'm knocked out for any future procedures.
All things consideed, all i really need to do is a few internal exams on conscious patients. I should have everything else in this specialty covered. i'm a bit bummed because quadruplets were delivered (via c-section) yesterday, and i didn't get to scrub in because i'm not yet cleared to return. i got to hear all about it, which almost made it work. I did get to help with a triplet delivery in early December, but quads would have been even cooler. I don't think the quads fared quite as well as my triplets, though. They were quite small, and I'm not sure about their prognosis. Every baby added to the mix in a given pregnancy complicates things and increases the odds of mortality and of complications for all the rest. My supervising OBGYN wasn't the surgeon of record for the quads, but she assisted in the surgery. I haven't talked to her about it yet. I'm interested in hearing her take on the procedure. She usually calls a couple of times a week and stops by here about once a week because she lives in my complex.
I'm getting bored, but I'm trying to enjoy the boredom when I'm not puking my insides out, because I know that there will be a time in the not-so-distant future when i will wish that I had the luxury of being bored. I'm reading up on my present and future specialties.
I don't know if this is routine at all and would like to consult an attorney, but the doctor whose shoddy scoping technique punctured my colon sent a paralegal to my condo with a document for me to sign which would, if I read it correctly, waive my right to seek any compensation for the injury to my colon caused by him. I have no intention of suing him, but I think it's positively cheeky of him to ask me to sign a document stating that I waive my right to do so. The action almost seemed threatening. I would like to show it to my surgeon and to my preceptor, though it makes no difference; I have no intention of signing it. I found the action very bizarre. If he's trying to intimidate me because i'll do a gastro rotation next year, he's out of luck. I've been assured he'll have nothing to do with my gastro rotation. If it looks like his colleagues will be in any way prejudiced against me, I'll petition to do my gastro rotation elsewhere. Since I'm likely going into pediatric general surgery, there would be some justification for doing the gastro rotation at least partly in a pediatric setting. There's a really good pediatric gastro program near my parent' home, and the adult gastro program is good there as well. For that matter, I could petition to go somewhere exciting like Scotland or Catalonia. It's possible to be granted up to two visiting clerkships. I'll probably take advantage of that opportunity whether it's for gastroenterology or for something else.
In any event, I'm not intimidated by the guy. If he leaves me alone, I will leave him alone. He would be wise to do so.
There were two Mormons fighting it out on Dr. Phil today (technically yesterday). It was rather amusing (what I caught of it, anyway) and is supposed to be continued tomorrow. I will record it because it comes on at a time when I'm usually tossing my cookies.
On a totally unrelated note, I have a theory that of the neurotypical population with intelligence above the "intellectually disabled" range (the 'mentally retarded' before Rosa's parents became irked and challenged the clinical use of the designation "mentally retarded" in court; I personally don't see what that accomplished, as once the youth of today or tomorrow realize that "i.d." is the new "m.r." they'll begin taunting each other on the playground with that, and then we'll be back to square one) children who are picky eaters tend to have higher IQs than do children who are not picky eaters. I think it's somehow related to greater cerebral density and increased synapses coexisting with a larger number of taste buds on a person's tongue. Who knows if there's anything to it? If I were going to be stuck at home much longer, I'd write a grant and conduct a study, but I hope to be paroled from this state of disability sooner rather than later, at which time I will be far too busy to trifle with such matters.
Among my multitude of readers, has anyone eaten flan? did you like it? Has anyone ever eaten or drunk sweetened condensed milk straight? Was it a near-death experience for you?