Monday, July 26, 2004

Okay, I just got today's batch of family medicine program postcards telling me which booths they'll be at for the conference this week. Today's feature program is the "In His Image Family Practice Residency" Let me just type out what they said:

"In His Image Family Practice residency program is looking for residents who are called to God to share in the exciting challenge of Christian family practice medicine around the world and to find the personal call of God for their lives.
In His Image
• trains residents in a distinctively Christian program
• participates in worldwide medical missions
• provides health care to domestic underserved

Let In His Image help you find your place in medicine and ministry!"

They do have 5 months of OB training...think I'll learn about how to do elective abortions? Okay, i'm being a smart ass. I just never knew such places existed for such high level of training.

And still I wait for the OHSU postcard prostituting their program...is that a sign of program arrogance? They don't feel they need to tell people who they are because they are IT.
~me~ at 7:00 PM

Since I know you love hearing about my medical problems, here's the newest. It's kind of gross actually. Anyway, since the end of may, my right ear has been painful when I use my stethoscope or push on the outside of my ear. And since I need to be able to use my stethoscope starting next week, I decided to go to the student health center and get it checked out. I knew it wasn't a real ear infection like otitis externa or media and I told the dr that. I told her I thought it was either a scab or something like that poking me. After my poor description of localization, she finally found it and said it looked like a pimple - a whitehead to be exact. Gross! And then she said she didn't really know what to do since she had never seen that before but that we could treat it like all other pimples and put antibiotic ointment on it or she could drain it. We figured that since it had been there for the past 8 weeks, the chances of it going away sporadically were few (afterall, it would have been gone by now) and it annoyed me enough that I told her to pop it and get the nasty stuff out. So she got a little tiny needle and poked a hole through it. Then she said she needed to probably squeeze it to get the stuff out since it wasn't draining by itself but that she couldn't figure out how. It seemed obvious to me so I said, "well, you could use tweezers." Perhaps she was thinking it so off she went to hunt some sterile tweezers down. I'm incredibly disgusted that I could have a zit in my ear. Meanwhile I had her look at my TSH (yes, I know, I already knew it) just to see if the low normal number would alarm her. Nope. I asked her if she thought Dr. W (a nice one not dr yucky waxman) would call me but I doubt that will happen. So I got her to write me a 100 pill supply Rx because I grow tired of refilling things every 30 days. I'll wait until next week to see if Dr W calls. And then I guess I'll just be on alert for any signs or symptoms of thyrotoxicosis. And so concludes another episode of "Cara: the medical mess."
~me~ at 3:44 PM