Babyboy has had the flu for the past five days, so Hubby and I have had crappy sleep for the past five nights. We've found ourselves up at odd hours dosing liquid acetaminophen, delivering Albuterol puffs, fetching vomit buckets, and futzing with the humidifier. My alarm has been chiming at five a.m. every morning, and… Continue reading 2000 Steps to a Clear Head, on a Crappy Day
How many times over the years have I written variations of the hospital order O.O.B.? Like, "O.O.B. to chair w assistance b.i.d." In regular English, this is a medical directive to the nursing staff to "Please assist the patient in arising out of the hospital bed and making their way to the recliner in their… Continue reading Getting Myself O.O.B.
A couple of people have called me out on my published claim that I will walk up twenty-two flights of hospital stairs to see one of my inpatients, rather than take the elevator. I've been tempted to respond in the style of my fave potty-mouthed baddass Peloton cycling instructor, Robin Arzon, heavy on the salty… Continue reading Practicing What I Preach, All The Way To The 22nd Floor
Woke up this lovely Monday with two flat tires, one nonfunctioning furnace, indoor temp of 55 degrees, two kids needing to get to school, a booked afternoon clinic downtown, and an evening wake to attend. Before the morning was done we discovered that one car wouldn't start, either. We had thought we'd gotten off too… Continue reading Just Another Manic Monday… To Put Into Perspective
The kids have been asking for snowboarding lessons. Even Babyboy, who has no interest in most physical activities, and can't yet swim, nor ride a bike... Well, he does like hiking, and also trampoline jumping, but not for any length of time... We had gone hiking back in in December. It had been an unseasonably… Continue reading Miracle… on Snow
It makes me sick. Sick that it's happened again, that it happens every day, and that there are any questions at all about what's going on. Though research on this particular public health problem has been (and continues to be) suppressed, investigators have persisted. There are mountains of peer-reviewed publications, guidelines, health policy position statements,… Continue reading Let Us Arm Ourselves…
Many of us were seriously concerned about an anonymous surgery resident who blogs at burntorangescrubs.com. They had written a post titled "Physician Depression and Suicide II" that sounded, frankly, suicidal. Calls went out on Twitter, doctor Facebook groups, and this blog to send messages of support to this suffering soul. I then followed his blog… Continue reading An Update on Physician Depression and Suicide: Shining a Light on a Dark Problem
I had almost run her over. It was a dark and snowy morning, six a.m., two more inches on the ground than had been predicted, roads a bit slick. I was steering the minivan with one hand and slugging coffee with the other, came up over a hill, and right there, more in the road… Continue reading I picked up a stranger by the side of the road this morning.
I was on the subway this morning, idly perusing Twitter, when a desperate tweet caught my attention: "Does anyone know who this blogger is? They sound suicidal. They need help. Please retweet." The link was to this post by an anonymous American surgery resident. In the post, an obviously suffering trainee describes working ridiculously long… Continue reading When medical training is malignant
I'm extremely proud to announce that the Mothers in Medicine book is now available for ordering on Amazon as well as from Springer publishing!* This comprehensive work represents a massive effort by physician- mom and editor at the Mothers in Medicine blog Katherine Chretien, as well as group of contributing authors (including me), and features… Continue reading Finally… An entire book by and for doctor-moms (& applicable to all working moms)