Belated

Fireworks from God only knows where, or to celebrate what year; but New Year's fireworks just the same.



So I'm about two months behind on blogging. I have little to blame except for myself, the surgery rotation, board exams, Christmas, New Years, family, the Wii, Rachel's need for attention, Cali's need for attention, etc., but nothing else. It really has been a busy time aside from the past week and a half. So, what's been going on?

Let's begin with surgery. It's over, long over in fact. I had fun, liked it a lot, didn't really mind the long hours, and met people in whom I instill trust to one day write for me a letter of recommendation used to land an awesome ophthalmology residency. Don't want to get ahead of myself, though. Plastic surgery taught me more about wound care than I cared to know - I saw some deep, nasty looking wounds. Vascular surgery was less than exciting, but this lies merely in the fact that the attending was gone for most of the first week, and the second week was in alignment with Thanksgiving. These all added up to not much to do for two weeks but sit around and wait for evening rounds. My four weeks of "general" surgery at Children's was fun, although I didn't want to do any clinic. I guess I just hoped to go for eight weeks without any clinic, it being surgery and all. I did see some impressive childhood tumors, ones that required two adult hands to hold and looked like big balls of pulsating goo. They had dedicated blood vessels larger than the ones that supplied their little arms. It's amazing to think that many of these childhood cancers have a better prognosis than many of the smaller adult cancers. I asked one of my surgery attendings there if he could write me a letter when the time came; he was glad to oblige.

The holidays came and went, much as they do every other year. Families were seen, gifts were exchanged, as were household common colds, and Cali was left home alone yet again for what seemed to her like years. We came back to critter who wanted us to believe she was a gray old hag. Hag maybe, lazy for sure, but not gray or old. I got a Wii for Christmas. I have played it ALOT, as has the Mrs. But she spends more time toying with the Sims and finding a new job than she does with the Wii. I, on the other hand, just wish to sit on the couch and try my hand at another (totally scientifically inaccurate) surgery. Good one, Mon. I've also been reading Life of Pi, another gift I got from Monica, even if it was given last year. Oh, and she also got us all tickets to the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. It was a show as much about lights, lasers, and fire as it was about music. What's in store for next year? Does she perhaps have something in store for the next holiday, MLKJ day? Only time will tell.

I am on call starting today for my job. That's right, the job I acquired back in AUGUST, I am finally going to make some money with. Oh, and help save some peoples' sight. Maybe I will get some sleep, maybe I won't. The great thing is, if I don't get much sleep, I am still off from school until Monday, and I'm not on call from 8AM to 4PM, so plenty of nap time.

Well, I really don't have much else to say. You've heard all about Rachel from her blog, I'm sure. Anything else I might have to say is not rated for this public blog.