The Funny Current

is actually a current controlling heart rate.

Month: June, 2013

Sometimes I get the feeling that Education spending

Sometimes I get the feeling that  Education spending should be a higher priority than Health.

Orientation Day and Cactus!

Transfer students got their own orientation day. Mostly run-of-the-mill stuff with how to study and what to expect in the coming year. But I think we all know no matter how much we prepare, we’ll still be surprised.

What everyone was really looking forward to was the phlebotomy training session. I ended up being paired with an MD/PhD student who claimed to be the only person in the room who had experience drawing blood before. Maybe he was talking about rats or something because he did a good job mangling both my arms.

Lesson learned: don’t try to go 90 degrees with a needle IN someone’s arm. It hurts a lot.

I wish the picture was more gruesome to make my point, but I couldn’t really use it without significant discomfort for a few days.

I wasn’t too bad, but I have to get the hang of what a vein feels like. I also have to stop pressing the safety on the butterfly needle before I use it–it makes the needle shoot inwards and garbage.

But best part of the week?

Kate mailed me a piece of the agave plant I dragged over one early morning!! This sucker is sharp. I stuck myself quite a few times while potting it. Hopefully it takes root and I can really have a piece of the desert with me.

Musings

I read somewhere a long time ago that (oh look, I found the link: NYT ) that the first-born child will have a higher IQ than the siblings, and if the first-born died, then the next one in line would reach that IQ or have an increase in IQ. The theory being that with the cover of the first child doing all the trail-blazing, the younger ones didn’t have to work/think as hard.

In my experience so far, that seems to make sense. When you’re on your own, you have to suddenly pull all your resources together and do a lot more research. I feel like I got to do a lot more in Tucson just because I wasn’t under the protective wing of my family or under the stress of school. Almost paradoxical since I had practically no method of transportation. But I felt like I got more things achieved there in all arenas of learning, pleasure, and soul-searching. ( I get this crazy sense of gratification every time I get to show-off I know the new pap smear guidelines even though I wasn’t on the wards. Which is insanely dorky. )

Man, if I were with my family, I wouldn’t have taken a lot of the risks I did. But now that I’m back, it’s become a bit of the doldrums. I just want to get out in the wild again. The relative-wild, I’m still a city-girl at heart and can’t deal with mounds of caterpillars or mosquitoes.

I can’t believe I wanted to bike to the hospital one morning and accidentally went into the freeway. Or that I made a 4 day trip into the Grand Canyon on my own. My bike brakes also snapped off while in the middle of the road. Miscellaneous hiking. Walking for 90 minutes to get to a swimming pool.

There’s probably other things to add to the list that I can’t think of right now.

This phenomenon reminds me of when you go out to a party with your friends. The purpose was to meet new people, but you end up mingling with the people you already know. Familiarity has a big draw that can really cripple a person. I got to meet-up with some Tucson friends tonight and it was different because I think I made more conversation with new people than I usually do.

And I think I’ve been bitten by the biking bug. I want to ride around just a little bit, but I’m afraid if I get one, I’ll use it so little it won’t be worth the purchase. Dear Mayor, in your ridiculous extended term, I hope you are expanding bike lanes. And repaving roads. Especially in Brooklyn.

 

“Too Much? Too Little!” they say.

Today, after reviewing a medical insurance bill for my brother, my mother decided for me that I would not be doing primary care.

Because in her opinion, there was hardly any compensation for our Family Doc and she didn’t want me to have to suffer going through a large volume of patients in order to keep up with the rising cost of living. She saw our doctor received $17 for a visit of any length of time per person, while a “surgery” gave him about $90.

She and my father then had a lengthy fantastical talk about how she could take a medical billing class so that she could help out and bill like crazy for my hypothetical private practice in the future.

I’m not sure how I feel about this. $17 a head is not that much, because it could be a long visit and knowing me, I wouldn’t just turn someone in and out in ten minutes. (Then again, there are people who support families on less than 17/hour). I guess in terms of surgeons being paid a lot more for a very minor surgery is unfair. But I’m not looking to make $300,000 a year (or should I be? Wanting to get 2 kids through college and whatever graduate school they desire + retirement funds).

So there’s this very weird juxtaposition of the patient wanting less expensive medical services, while the doctor and her family in this case, want to do everything to maximize profits because we feel shortchanged.

The more I think about it, the more I think the whole system is flawed. It doesn’t look like you can just patch it to fully address what everyone is complaining about.