Just Some Rants

Just some random thoughts. Having had 5 calls so far (including THREE weekend calls), I can seriously conclude that medical calls are the maddest of all. Two MOs (1st and 2nd call) covering everything...it's more tiring that I could imagine.Anyhow, it seems that there are some new blood in A&E and are somewhat problematic. Having switched position from casualty MO (admitting cases) to medical MO

Brilliant MV!

This is the MV of the song "Her Morning Elegance" by Oren Lavie. I like it so much and especially the MV, it's really amazing and creative!Some fun facts that I got from his Myspace:* The video was shot all stills - roughly 3225 still photos for the entire video, using one camera, hanging from the ceiling for the main body of the movie.* It took 4 weeks before shooting to create an animated

another great TED

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86x-u-tz0MA
Especially the description of Ruth Stone's creative process. And a Tom Waits moment. Listen and love the creative process.

Interesting Chest Xray (4)

If you see a chest Xray like this, showing multiple cavitating lesions in bilateral lungs, in an IVDU (intravenous drug user) presented with fever, will you just treat it as multiple lung abscesses?Related posts:Interesting Chest Xray (3)Interesting Chest Xray (2)Interesting Chest Xray (1)

containing life

I am in the final stages of getting my studio organized so I can actually work in it, instead of just throwing stuff up there to become one with the chaos.
I was in an almost trance-like state as things seemed to move themselves into unexpected new arrangements. A painting I did last summer did not want to go where I initially intended and insisted on a wall I was sure it wouldn't fit on. But I listened and it proved me beautifully wrong.
The space feels so clear. Crystal. And I can't wait to actually begin working up there again.
It occurred to me that the room is a container for me. Filled with containers. And in fact, all the work I've been doing over the years is somehow related to concepts of containers. Our whole existence in this body, on this planet, in this time and place is a container. We search for containment, balance our worlds between breaking through one container into another. Our containers are of varied size and dimension. Some too small, others too large. Our worlds are built of containers within containers like the stacking Russian dolls.
Now that everything is organized in clear plastic containers, I can see all my materials, get my hands on what I'm looking for more easily. Actually get to what I need so I can work out the ideas that bubble up endlessly.
I threw out a lot to get to this place. I had to. I've been collecting all sorts of things for so many years. I think I still have post cards from when I lived in London 30 years ago. But I'm hoping now that I know where they are, I'll figure out what to do with them.

Side Effects of Drugs?

Saw a patient presented with uncontrolled hypertension. He has been hypertensive for almost a year, but admitted that he's not compliant to medications. He showed me the medications that he's on: Perindopril, Atenolol, Amlodipine and Lovastatin.Me: "So why are you not taking the medications? Is it that you find them too many and difficult to remember?"Pt: "Not really...hmm I don't know how to say