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Thursday, August 26, 2010

Finding my inner Dougie

Its 2:32am, the morning before my big exam, and I'm on youtube trying to learn how to dougie.


*rewind*


See, I wouldn't call myself a party animal, I go to the occassional naija house parties here and there and also my class parties. Whenever I go to parties - especially house parties- I try to have a good time. I'll dance my heart out, you know and generally have fun. I dont think Im a great dancer or anything, but I normally attract a lot of male attention when dancing and have gotten in trouble because of it. I think it has something to do with enjoying yourself on the dance floor that attracts guys- you should try it. Anyways, so I went to this house party and I was dancing feeling like a bad girl, when the "Teach me how to Dougie" song came on


*screetch*

Baby girl didnt know how to dougie! I mean I can do the stanky leg, swag and surf, walk it out, even the chicken noodle soup, but I realized I couldnt dougie! I felt so old, and I resolved that night to learn how to dougie, by fire by force. Never mind that its the day before my test, but I get on youtube, and I'm watching the official video of the song when I realized that THEY NEVER TEACH YOU HOW TO DOUGIE! in the whole video!
maybe this whole dougie thing is a scam!

I promtly registered my complaint on twitter and I got this response:

@LadyKrysMD: u can't technically "learn" how to dougie, u gotta find it! every1 has an inner dougie! sum are just hidin deeper than others! @bumight

So, I'm on a mission - the search for my inne dougie. If Chris Brown can find his inner dougie, so can I!



If Don Jazzy can find his inner dougie (3:50 in the video), So Can I!




PS: it seems this inner dougie is buried deeper than I thought. *now moving to drastic measures*....by the way, I hear Banky W is still looking for his inner dougie as well!

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Medical Foods and Bed Intruder

seems like the people who named things back then had a food fetish or something...
there are a lot of diseases or pathology states that are described using foods. eg the appearance of a child that has congenital rubella is referred to as "blueberry muffin" baby.


Imagine this conversation in a restaurant:


Hi can I have a cup of tea colored urine?
Oh, sorry we're fresh out. Can I interest u in a cup of coca-colored urine?
That would be fine but can I have that with a blueeberry nevus?
Sure! As long as u don't mind a side order of anchovy paste aspirate?
How about a nutmeg liver as a main course?
Very good. Would u like a strawberry cervix on top of a chocolate cyst for desert?
To top it all off, how about a nice cherry hemangioma?
Tasty! Don't forget my cafe-au-lait spots.
- All courtesy: Conrad Fisher, M.D.


coca-cola colored or tea colored urine: blood in uurine
blueberry nevus -
anchovy paste aspirate- aspirate from a liver cyst of someone with a liver cyst
nutmeg liver - how the liver looks if there is too much fluid in it
strawberry cervix - how the cervix looks with trichomonas vaginalis infection
chocolate cyst - the appearance of the ovary when there is endometrial cells in it (bleeding into the ovary kinda)
cherry hemangioma - click on the link for pictures


This was on the news a while ago...





Now Listen to this:


Friday, August 6, 2010

I survived!

I know its been a while since I last blogged, but at the rate things are going, blogging is one of the farthest things from my mind (sowee). Aside from the fact that this year, I never sat at my computer like before, I just had no motivation to blog, and twitter....(lets just leave it at that).

One thing that always scared me about junior year in med school was the fact that the school year runs for 12 calender months. So that means NO SUMMER BREAK! I used to think that would be hard, but I've done it, and I survived! I actually didnt even know when summer started and ended. My life was divided into rotations, so I didnt even realize that I didnt have a summer break.

For senior year, we dont get public holidays or snow breaks. While that seems harsh, Im one week into it and I realize that its not so hard either. I'm gonna go hard for 4 months and basically chill out the rest of the year (this should be fun!....except the little bugger known as the match)

I know I promised to give a breakdown about how the year went, and I have a feeling if I dont do it in this post, its never going to be done. so here goes

Pediatrics: My first ever rotation, and so I was still over-eager and green around the ear. This was where I made all the mistakes, learnt how to write notes, see patients, deal with crying kids. The most notable thing here was I became buddies with an attending that I was scared of, and she ended up writing me a recommendation letter.

Psychiatry: fondest memories. I used to be scared to enter the psych department at first (I still am) but then I found out it wasnt all bad. Had a couple of male patients hit on me, lol.
Most memorable patient was a guy who just got out of prison after 18 years and was admitted because he was going to commit suicide. I was talking to him on the first day and I said "...when there's life there's hope...", and he went "its easier for you to say that, you're young, pretty, gonna become a doctor, got ur whole life ahead of u...". I felt bad, but we later became friends, and he used to look forward to me coming to see him in the mornings.

Family Medicine: CHILLING! I had 3 day weekends throughout this month *sigh* good ol' days! This rotation made me feel like a real doctor, cos I saw patients, wrote prescriptions, did exams and all that.

Surgery: ...and it all went downhill from here - tired days, persistently sleepy, overnight calls. I thought I was interested in surgery. I loved to scrub in for cases (even though all i did was hold retractors, lol) and then I realized surgery wasnt suited for me...then I chilled out.

OB/GYN: almost as bad as surgery (long days, overnight calls, etc) but I LOVED IT! There was always something happening on call nights so it wasnt too tiring....then I saw my first delivery and I was g-r-o-s-s-e-d o-u-t! Scrubbed in on my first c-section, got to suture. Assisted in more deliveries that were not as gross.
Fondest memories (apart from suturing :) ) was a woman whom I was assisting in her delivery. She had opted for no epidural and was taking it like a G. Her husband was in the reclining chair (prolly on twitter or texting). I had to hold this woman's hand through each contractions (yes, they almost break your fingers) for almost 2 hours till it was time to gown up for the delivery. She was going to give me something after, maybe Mary kay cosmetics, but I conveniently disappeared.

Internal Medicine: I wont even lie, I was bored out of my mind. I dont even want to talk about it. Maybe because it was my last rotation, and I was already burnt out, but I wasnt excited about it at all.

o well, third year is over, and I survived! yippee!






PS: I'm thinking of going into blogging retirement. what y'all think?
 

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