And you complain of the spill.” My friend The Shiro said this to me and it really struck me. It makes me think a lot about whether happiness is its own entity or the sum its parts. For example, if I wake up at a normal hour, smooch my sweetheart, have a home brewed cup …
I have a great new roommate with whom I had a lengthy discussion tonight regarding social media. He made the comment that people are out there, “just hustling for likes,” and I think he may be on to something. FB, Instagram, whatever else is out there now. People seem a bit desperate for approval. Now, I …
Reflecting on my blog as it has made the transition to residency, the most striking feature is its wanton randomness. I’ve previously blogged about feeling like my life lacks purpose and my blog has loyally followed suit! Thus I have decided to herd Solsticer back into submission. Just kidding, Solsticer submits to no one. However, this blog …
A rare event occurred this past weekend. Make that two rare events. I had a (wait for it) whole weekend off and I went South. To help put the significance of these events into context, one should know that I don’t use italics in my blog because they are word art useful only when semantics alone cannot adequate paint …
I recently read a report that the grizzly bears of Yellowstone are out and about already this season. For those who are unfamiliar, Yellowstone is very, very cold and snowy in winter. And what do bears do in winter? That’s right, hibernate. But with the recent warm spells they are lured from their slumbers into …
I am not an instinctive person. In fact, when it comes to making big life decisions there is literally no one worse than me (refer back to the blog on Rolo Decision Tool!). However, contra to logic in that regard, I am quite intuitive. And often this intuition stems from my dreams. The month leading …
Best day ever. Helicopter + cold mountains + LRR grid search + free range patients= Looooove. (photos courtesy of Wade Spivey)
…Yes you can stare into the abyss but it’s staring right back.
I had an 80 year old, nearly deaf, MVC patient lock eyes with me across the trauma bay, give me the thumbs up, and yell at the top of his lungs, “Comme ci, come ca!” For those ‘Mericans reading this blog, that’s French for “so-so” or more literally “like this, like that.” I laughed so …
I have notoriously cold hands. My feet are cold too, but they don’t feel cold to me. My hands, on the other hand, are not only cold but they feel cold to me. My right hand is quite a bit colder than my left. Whenever I am examining a patient and I place my hands …