I've had writer's block the past few days and haven't been online much to update, but Critter just broke me of that by tagging me with the following: I'm supposed to write down 5 weird habits that I have and then tag 5 more people to do the same. Not to ruin the giving nature of the Christmas spirit I suppose I should try to fulfill Critter's wishes :o)
Let's see if this med. school nerd has any weird habits...hmm...
1. When I'm really stressed or in deep thought while studying, I like to play with my hair. I guess I think that toying with what comes out of my scalp might help me insert information into what lies under it.
2. I'm a self-professed car singer (when driving solo). I'm sure this has garnered many odd looks from other drivers, especially if the CD is one of my Spanish pop/rock ones.
3. I can't stand to have silverware touch the table at a restaurant. Spend 3 years of your life studying microbes, watch the busboys, and you'll understand.
4. Sometimes I do random Google searches when I can't sleep. Just pick two random words or phrases and see what comes up. You should try it sometime.
5. I have to eat my pancakes in the condition of syrupy-sogginess . I guess you could say I like pancakes with my syrup :o)
There you have it. 5 random facts about your med. school nerd friend that you probably never wanted to know. After much thought, I'm tagging those on my "Random Reads" list (which should probably be updated since it isn't so random anymore) Chara, Dave, Kent, Justin (since there are no rules about tag-backs), and Dan. Sorry guys!
I hope you are all enjoying the wonderful holiday season, and look for a more relevant update sometime in the near future...
12.28.2005
12.21.2005
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year?
It's so nice to be back at home. It's so nice to sleep in and not feel guilty for missing Dr.Brown's pathology class. It's so nice to have an "extra week" of break (thanks to friends' weddings). It's so nice to have a time to relax and enjoy the company of friends and family. It's so nice to be back in a church that's truly understanding and doesn't try to gloss over the realities of life.
The following was presented as part of a lesson last Sunday night, acknowledging that this time of year isn't necessarily wonderful, especially for those who have lost loved ones, gone through divorce, suffered the estrangement of close relative, lost their health or their job, etc.. Let's try and remember those people, and there are more of them out there than you might think, and show some extra kindess and compassion toward them this holiday season.
I hope you are enjoying the break, and if you're in the mid-TN area the next few weeks, stop by and say hello!
Beatitudes for Those who Comfort
by: Jackie Deems
Blessed are those who do not use tears to measure the true feelings of the bereaved.
Blessed are those who do not always have a quick "comforting" answer.
Blessed are those who do not make judgments on the bereaved's closeness to God by their reaction to the loss of their loved one.
Blessed are those who hear with their hearts and not with their minds.
Blessed are those who allow the bereaved enough time to heal.
Blessed are those who admit their uncomfortableness and put it aside to help the bereaved.
Blessed are those who do not give unwanted advice.
Blessed are those who continue to call, visit and reach out when the crowd has dwindled and the wounded are left standing alone.
Blessed are those who know the worth of each person as a unique individual and do not pretend that they can be replaced or forgotten.
Blessed are those who realize the fragility of bereavement and handle it with an understanding shoulder and a loving heart.
The following was presented as part of a lesson last Sunday night, acknowledging that this time of year isn't necessarily wonderful, especially for those who have lost loved ones, gone through divorce, suffered the estrangement of close relative, lost their health or their job, etc.. Let's try and remember those people, and there are more of them out there than you might think, and show some extra kindess and compassion toward them this holiday season.
I hope you are enjoying the break, and if you're in the mid-TN area the next few weeks, stop by and say hello!
Beatitudes for Those who Comfort
by: Jackie Deems
Blessed are those who do not use tears to measure the true feelings of the bereaved.
Blessed are those who do not always have a quick "comforting" answer.
Blessed are those who do not make judgments on the bereaved's closeness to God by their reaction to the loss of their loved one.
Blessed are those who hear with their hearts and not with their minds.
Blessed are those who allow the bereaved enough time to heal.
Blessed are those who admit their uncomfortableness and put it aside to help the bereaved.
Blessed are those who do not give unwanted advice.
Blessed are those who continue to call, visit and reach out when the crowd has dwindled and the wounded are left standing alone.
Blessed are those who know the worth of each person as a unique individual and do not pretend that they can be replaced or forgotten.
Blessed are those who realize the fragility of bereavement and handle it with an understanding shoulder and a loving heart.
12.10.2005
Another Milestone
Me Entiende? The Changing Communication Paradigm in Healthcare
This picture represents the culmination of a year's worth of rural health interdisciplinary research and the collaborative efforts of medical, public health, and nursing students. We didn't save the world, but at least the Tri-Cities area is aware of the need to promote cultural competency in a healthcare setting and provide adequate interpretation services for those with Limited English Proficiency (Title VI of 1964 and Executive Order 13166 of 2000). Who ever would have thought that I would get credit hours for eating Mexican food and speaking Spanish? (ok so it was a little more than that). The "joys" of being in Rural Track!
Anyways, Cow and Coffee's Mochaccino and gourmet brownie are currently taking effect in my system so it's back to studying while I still have the motivation. Chocolate and coffee: what can I say? It's finals week. One week until break!
This picture represents the culmination of a year's worth of rural health interdisciplinary research and the collaborative efforts of medical, public health, and nursing students. We didn't save the world, but at least the Tri-Cities area is aware of the need to promote cultural competency in a healthcare setting and provide adequate interpretation services for those with Limited English Proficiency (Title VI of 1964 and Executive Order 13166 of 2000). Who ever would have thought that I would get credit hours for eating Mexican food and speaking Spanish? (ok so it was a little more than that). The "joys" of being in Rural Track!
Anyways, Cow and Coffee's Mochaccino and gourmet brownie are currently taking effect in my system so it's back to studying while I still have the motivation. Chocolate and coffee: what can I say? It's finals week. One week until break!
12.05.2005
Russian Christmas Music
There's nothing like studying neuropathology pictures while listening to Russian Christmas Music. I have to say, it's one of my favorite Christmas selections, perhaps because it stands apart from the conglomeration of naively happy jingles that ceasingly play on the local radio station. Perhaps I like it because of the incredible, substantial chime part (how many musical works have a "substantial" chime part) or the melancholy English horn solo (how many of you readers even know what an English horn is?) which should not be attempted on a standard oboe, speaking from experience.
That’s one of the things I miss most about pursuing a career in medicine: music. It was a hard decision to make my freshman year in college when I chose between a career in music or a career in medicine. The bottom line came down to the fact that a missionary doctor seemed to be in higher demand than a missionary percussionist or oboist (though I did get to use my musical talents once in Chichicastenango, Guatemala—my audience was not impressed). I hope I made the right choice. Some people need their coffee and cigarettes, others their weekly happy hours, and still others their music. It’s no surprise that when I arrived home after my exam, tired and in a very “Grinchy/Bah-humbug” mood, that I pulled off the cover of my marimba. I picked up those four wooden, yarn-covered sticks for the first time in weeks, and soon all the previous days’ stresses floated away in the form of diminished chords, arpeggios, and the strange permutations typical to modern marimba music.
Back to Russian Christmas Music…I suppose the fact that it’s one of my favorite Christmas songs also represents the fact that my favorite things about Christmas don’t align with those of the mass public. Though I enjoy the shopping and the festivities, I don’t await Santa wide-eyed and expectant like I did as a child. Even though some may consider me a “poor medical student,” I currently have more wealth and assets at my disposal than ninety percent of the world will ever have in their lifetime. No, it’s not about the gifts anymore; it’s about the people. One of my favorite things about Christmas is the opportunity to see old friends and family. It’s the one time of year when everyone takes time from their busy schedules to return to that place which they call “home.”
So that’s my post-test ramble. Grab yourself a copy of a holiday CD with Russian Christmas Music. Better yet, support your local musicians by attending an upcoming concert. I hope you’re finding yourself enjoying the “Most Wonderful Time of the Year” and maybe I’ll see you over the break!
That’s one of the things I miss most about pursuing a career in medicine: music. It was a hard decision to make my freshman year in college when I chose between a career in music or a career in medicine. The bottom line came down to the fact that a missionary doctor seemed to be in higher demand than a missionary percussionist or oboist (though I did get to use my musical talents once in Chichicastenango, Guatemala—my audience was not impressed). I hope I made the right choice. Some people need their coffee and cigarettes, others their weekly happy hours, and still others their music. It’s no surprise that when I arrived home after my exam, tired and in a very “Grinchy/Bah-humbug” mood, that I pulled off the cover of my marimba. I picked up those four wooden, yarn-covered sticks for the first time in weeks, and soon all the previous days’ stresses floated away in the form of diminished chords, arpeggios, and the strange permutations typical to modern marimba music.
Back to Russian Christmas Music…I suppose the fact that it’s one of my favorite Christmas songs also represents the fact that my favorite things about Christmas don’t align with those of the mass public. Though I enjoy the shopping and the festivities, I don’t await Santa wide-eyed and expectant like I did as a child. Even though some may consider me a “poor medical student,” I currently have more wealth and assets at my disposal than ninety percent of the world will ever have in their lifetime. No, it’s not about the gifts anymore; it’s about the people. One of my favorite things about Christmas is the opportunity to see old friends and family. It’s the one time of year when everyone takes time from their busy schedules to return to that place which they call “home.”
So that’s my post-test ramble. Grab yourself a copy of a holiday CD with Russian Christmas Music. Better yet, support your local musicians by attending an upcoming concert. I hope you’re finding yourself enjoying the “Most Wonderful Time of the Year” and maybe I’ll see you over the break!
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