Archive for December, 2007

A Festivus for the rest of us

Actually, no, just a regular Christmas, but thanks to the awesomeness of my residency program, I get 6 whole days off around Christmas.  Amazing.  So far I have managed to sleep a lot, eat a lot and run a little.  My knee and hamstring are still bothering me after an entire week off, so I’ve decided I’ll just run anyway.  A sound medical decision, I’m sure.

I was post call on Saturday with a nasty stomach bug (a great way to start vacation) and spent pretty much the entire day sleeping in an effort to escape the nausea.  I did manage to wake up toward the end of the day to take Spenser to stay with the cat lady (a crazy and wonderful cat person who watches him while we’re gone), help Eddie celebrate his first paper being accepted for publication, and get some packing done.  Woke up Sunday morning at 3:30 am to catch a 5:40 am flight.  Almost missed the flight thanks to the amazing slowness of the people at the United counter.  Then almost missed our connection in Chicago because there wasn’t a place for the plane to let us off.  Then found out our connection was delayed an hour.  Isn’t flying a wonderful experience?

Got to Memphis around noon on Sunday.  Had some tasty fried chicken from Gus’s, and then promptly went back to sleep.  Managed to wake up to wrap presents and go for a short run before eating at a delicious Thai restaurant (a tough find in Memphis).  Then back to sleep, only to wake up today for more eating (bacon, eggs and biscuits for breakfast in the true Southern fashion), shopping at Walmart (a must in this town!), a nap, another short run, more eating (fried catfish), and then several games of Yahtzee.  A beautiful day.

Now it’s time to relax and watch some Seinfeld with my sweetie.  Perhaps “someone” will get us Season 9 so we can watch the Festivus episode tomorrow!

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Sadness

So, my knee is still clicking which means no running for me.  I continue to try to at least walk a lot, but it’s not the same.  A few years ago, I would have spent hours online trying to find an exact diagnosis for my condition, but now I know that it’s simply an overuse injury (on only 15 miles a week?! hard to believe) that will get better with rest, ice, stretching and NSAIDs.  It doesn’t particularly matter which tendon, muscle or ligament is inflamed.  Although, based on the location of the clicking and pain, visions of “pes anserinus” are flashing through my head.

On another note, coolrunning has sold out and switched over to active.com, which is a horrible, horrible website for logging runs.  I’m very annoyed.  I don’t like all these new-fangled things.  Actually, it’s more that the website stinks.  They have horrible ways of viewing and classifying your runs, and they don’t let you export the data to excel so if the website goes, so does your data on years of running.  Don’t ask me why this data is important, it just is.

Further proof that I have an implacable competitive streak is that it’s very hard for me to hear about Eddie’s running now that I can’t run.  Argh.  He’s aiming to hit 1000 miles run this year, and it kills me that I won’t make that.

On a very different note, I find it hilarious that the Celtics have a player named “Big Baby!”  How ridiculous is that?!  How many non sequitors can I fit in one blog?  My husband is now happily pointing out “Big Baby” to me, as we watch the Celtics attempt to crush the Pistons.

I read an interesting article in JAMA about the trade off between medical education and patient care.  I think it’s something with which most residents struggle.  I think this is especially true when you deal primarily with kids.  Obviously we need to learn, but I’m sure that most parents don’t want their kid to be my first attempt at an IV, an LP or a urine cath.  And I know my parents were horrified to discover that I had assisted quite a bit during a partial knee replacement as a 3rd year medical student.  The question, at least for me, is whether we are obligated to explain to all patients our level of training and give them the option to refuse our care.  The real problem comes in when we treat another medical professional who knows the system and requests to only be treated by an attending.  If they can request that, shouldn’t all people be given that option?  Or does coming to a teaching hospital mean that a patient can’t refuse treatment by a resident?

Of course, I think that sometimes there are benefits to being seen by a resident.  Two heads (and sometimes three, if there’s a medical student involved) are often better than one.  And residents are frequently more aware of recent research and new clinical practices.  Plus, I think residents early in training may be more likely to look at a problem from outside the box or to consider alternative explanations.  This doesn’t mean, of course, that I don’t go to sleep every night doubting some decision I made during the day.  Wondering whether that slightly hazy chest xray was atelectasis or pneumonia or increased interstitial fluid.  Whether I missed an ear infection because the kid was screaming, and it was impossible to see.  Whether I should have done a urine cath on a febrile 2 year old.  The list goes on and on.

I’m sure these musings are not comforting to the general population.  And some of my ponderings probably haunt the minds of more experienced practitioners as well.  After all, doctors are only human, and perhaps it is this constant wondering which will help make me a good pediatrician and a conscientious doctor.

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A Christmas Miracle

After having lived my entire life in Massachusetts, today I bought my first pair of snow boots.  Of course, I’m sure I had snow boots as a kid, but I haven’t had a pair since I left my parents’ house.  That’s a good 10 years of walking around and getting very wet feet during every snow storm.  Obviously I’m not very bright…

So, after two Nor’Easters in the span of a week, I decided that dry feet would be a nice thing to have.  Eddie and I stopped in Harvard Square today on the way back from a delicious holiday brunch in Central Square.  First we went to the Tannery, which I found very overwhelming, not too mention overpriced.  Next, we made our way over to EMS, where I proceeded to try on every pair of boots in the store (or so it seemed to Eddie), before deciding on these:

I know, not the most stylish of boots, but very comfortable and, most importantly, waterproof.  I got to try them out on a quick walk to the grocery store today.  And that’s when I witnessed my Christmas miracle…dry feet in the midst of snow and slush.   A wonderful thing.  Of course, I’m Jewish so the whole Christmas miracle thing doesn’t really apply, but I’m still very excited about my new boots.

On another note, my impressive running streak has come to an end.  Ever since the Gobble Gobble Gobble Thanksgiving race, my hamstring has been bothering me, and I think it’s caused me to alter my stride.  As a result, my left knee has started to bother me.  I blew it off for a while, but now it’s gotten quite bad, and I’ve concluded that I need to take a few days off.  If I can’t walk without pain, I certainly shouldn’t be running.

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Golden Weekend

In medical lingo, a golden weekend means having 2 whole days off in a row.  Wow.  Actually, it’s a little better than that.  It occurs when you’re on a q4 call schedule (on call every 4th night).  For a golden weekend to happen, you are on call Thursday and thus get to leave relatively early Friday morning (usually by noon), and then you don’t have to work again until Monday (when you’re on call again).  I had my first golden weekend in several months recently, and it was wonderful.  It’s amazing how much better my mood is when I have a few days to relax and recover.   I got home relatively early on Friday and spent the entire day sleeping despite the fact that I had gotten some sleep on call the night before.  In my opinion, you can never have too much sleep.  Friday night, Eddie and I went to Toraya in Arlington, our favorite sushi place.  I happily gorged myself and then went home to watch the end of the Incredibles.  A lovely evening.

Saturday I slept in for the first time in months and then met my mother at the mall to buy a new winter coat.  I was very pleased to find the perfect coat for a reasonable price.  After a yummy lunch at the overpriced Johnny Rockets, I came home and spent a long time playing Guitar Hero III and then went for a beautiful run by the Freshpond Resevoir.  Saturday night we had friends over and made some tasty Christmas cookies that we proceeded to decorate with our amazing artistic abilities.

Sunday morning we woke up and had blueberry pancakes and eggs.  We spent the rest of the day hanging out with some of my friends from medical school.  We had a delicious lunch at the Tasty Gourmet and then moved onto the Danish Pastry House.  Overall, a fantastic weekend.

 My running continues to go well.  I’ve now made it 10 weeks in a row without missing a run.  I ran the Gobble Gobble Gobble 4 mile turkey trot on Thanksgiving in 37:54, a 9:28 pace, not bad for me.  Sadly, I seem to have pulled my left hamstring in the final sprint.  Despite taking it easy since then, my hamstring is still bothering me a lot.  I need to work on stretching more.

 Speaking of running, my congratulations go out to Steve Runner, my favorite podcaster, who set a new PR at the Philadelphia marathon in an amazing 4:01:31. Of course, this did not quite meet his goal of a sub 4 hour marathon, so my sympathy also goes out to his wife who will hear about this all winter.  I have no doubt that he will meet his goal during the 2008 Boston Marathon.

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