Island Med Student

It’s Sunday evening. I haven’t done much this weekend. On Friday night, I went to a little exhibit thingy down the road, and basically sat around and made fun of all the hipsters with Micah. On Saturday, I barely got out of bed. I watched television shows and movies on Netflix all day. I pigged out on pizza and was a total bum (I didn’t even shower!)

Today, I did some cleaning, went grocery shopping, took the doggies on a nice long walk to Fort Greene Park, and am now catching up on emails. I could study. I could do some reading. I could do some writing. I could do a lot of things. But honestly, I just don’t feel like it. I am such a busy person all the time, that sometimes I really enjoy doing nothing. And speaking of, I’m gonna stop blogging and go back to doing nothing. Nothing is gooooood.

Note: Photo is me on Friday night in my “carrot” outfit. If you saw the rest of it, you would understand. I wanted to buy a carrot and do some performance art as well, but Micah was too tired to be a videographer. So, I just was a carrot without a carrot.

I would believe only in a God that knows how to dance.
-Friedrich Nietzsche

I am currently covered with sweat. I just finished my ritual nightly danceathon. Basically, it involves putting on very little clothing, listening to random dance songs, and jumping around the room performing as many silly dance moves as is humanly possible with Scope and Molly until I am completely drenched in sweat. If you’ve never done it, I must say that I recommend it highly.

I also incorporate some standard work-out moves like squats and such. Scope and Molly love volunteering to be my barbell with weights.

The other day, Scope and Molly also put on their work-out outfits to come on a run with me. They ended up not wearing them out, since they told me that they felt a little shy. So they went naked instead.

Anyway, I’m tuckered. Need water. And rest. Good night!

Thanks for sending, CB!

Nothing will ever beat the bonds that everyone in my surgery rotation “group D” have with each other. It’s been almost a year since we all met, yet we continue to be an unstoppable force. Many of us have gone on our various paths. We’ve moved apart, and come back, and will continue to do so. Baby Boy and Katrina are both now medical doctors. Congrats to them both!

Over the last week, I was able to hang out with some of my old “group D” friends, and as always, we rocked it out. I love all of you and can’t wait to see you again soon!

I’ve posted some (crappy, sorry, iPhone) photos to remember the good times.

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Recently, I had one of those just all around completely awesome days. It started with sushi and doggies in the park with Midori, continued with margaritas and snooker, progressed to karaoke and dancing with my son Tom, and ended with a walk across the Williamsburg bridge at sunrise. I have the best friends, and the best fun. I really do!

I don’t feel like giving all the details, so I will instead give you a brief glimpse with some iPhone pics.

Enjoy.

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I don’t have much time to type right now. I have to leave in 3 minutes to go in for my family medicine night call. I’ll be tweeting the evening again, for all ye curious souls… Saturday nights tend to be busy in the ER, so I’ll likely be swamped all night.

On my one night off yesterday, I got to see my comfort face, Bindaloo, and my son Tom. I had a FAB night and got to dance at several different places. My dancing tends to involve a lot of knee skids and various acrobatic stunts, so I can judge how much fun I’ve had in a night by the number and intensity of bruises on my body the next day.

As you can see from the above photo, I had a blast last night!

Off to the hospital now!

Today is day 11 of my vacation. What have I been doing for the past 11 days? A whole lot of nothing. Mostly just a lot of relaxation, eating and drinking. The weather has been awesome for the past few days. I’ve hung out a few times at the outdoor seating area of a close by restaurant, Joe Squared. The pics below were taken the other day while Micah and I enjoyed some beers outside with Scope and Molly in tow. I promise to write more soon!

For my birthday a few weeks ago, I went out with my son Tom and Micah to a few places in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. At some point in the evening, I found an empty stage and (of course) decided to do an impromptu performance.

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This weekend, my BFF Laura came up from Baltimore to visit me for her birthday. We had so much fun! Friday night, we went to our fave local Italian restaurant, Il Passatore. Saturday, we went to Life Cafe for breakfast and bloody marys. Then we subwayed to Central Park to take some pics and video footage. After milling around in the park for a bit, we took a cab to Soho, Micah’s fave place to hang out. I found the coolest little shop, called Girl Props. It’s pretty much a store devoted to things I love, like huge colorful earrings and brightly colored wigs. I bought two new pairs of earrings, and two new wigs.

For dinner, we ate at Arturo’s, our fave Italian restaurant in the city. We then went for drinks at some darkly lit place that I can’t remember the name of. Eventually, we made it back home, and Laura and I donned my new wigs, fishnet body suits and sexy dresses. Looking damn hot, if I do say so myself (I just did), we hit up a bar down the street from my apartment, and then decided to call it a night.

Laura, thanks so much for coming to visit me in NY! I had an absolute blast! Please come again soon!

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Yes, it’s true. Today is my 30th birthday. Do I feel old? A little. Do I care? Not so much. I remember thinking when I was around 13, “I wonder who I will be when I’m 30. I wonder what I’ll be doing and what I’ll look like.” I don’t think I ever could have guessed that I’d look like I do now, and would be doing what I’m doing now.

Anyway, yes I might someday discuss the stuff that’s been going on in my life lately, but right now I don’t want to. I simply want to enjoy my birthday today.

I have a day of cleaning, grocery shopping, and dog walking planned. But after all those “BP” items, I do plan on having some fun. We shall see how much fun.

Also, I wanted to publicly respond to an email that I received yesterday. The author (who used a fake email to be anonymous) sent this email:

I’ve noticed the focus of your blog is becoming less and less about your experiences in medical school and your clinicals to a blog about broken baby carriages and nonsense. Please refocus your blog.

To them, I would like to reply (since I can’t reply via the fake email addy they left), “you can suck it.”

Actually, I’m not being hostile, but I just don’t think it was that nice of an email. I don’t get paid to write this blog. I never said that the purpose of this blog was to teach other people about medical school. This blog is about me. Yes, perhaps that’s somewhat self-indulgent. But that’s what it is. I try to write about certain topics to help other people out there, but that’s not the main purpose of my blog. If I want to post photos of broken baby strollers, I will. If I want to post nothing for a week, I will. It’s my blog, and I’ll do what I want with it!

For anyone who’s ever tried to maintain a blog, I’m sure they can attest that it’s sometimes quite challenging to continue to be prolific, and find stuff to write about every day. It’s not the easiest thing in the world. And yes, I would actually like to write some more med school related material, but I can’t do it unless I’m inspired. And lately, I haven’t been inspired.

So, there you go Mr./Mrs. Anonymous!

Anyway, today is my special day and I’m going to enjoy it!

Hap Hap Happy Birfday to me!

Note: Photo is from my 23rd birthday party, in 2002.

I just wanted to give a shout-out to Laura, who came and visited me this past weekend. As always, she brought a big scoop of sunshine my way. I also wanted to thank Bindaloo for her constant ability to make me smile when I’m down. My favorite hobby is meeting her in the hospital lobby and having crazy and obscene discussions about absolutely nothing and absolutely everything. I’ve come to think of our evening gab sessions as a form of therapy. I love the both of you!