Oreopath featured on Monk

on the new episode of Monk they had this cult leader and his doctor was an "osteopathic surgeon" and was treating this guys back pain. he was treating it with steroid injections though instead of OMM. i guess he was really an oreopath.

"THE TRIP"

It only gets better with time. There are some guys in the ward that want to go play Bethpage Black, the golf course where the 2002 US Open was held and the site of the 2009 US Open and I volunteered to put the trip together. As I was researching the logistics for the trip, I informed the others we would have to drive about 7 hours after work on a Friday and then sleep out in the car at the course, because the line to get a tee time starts the night before so we can play on Saturday. They did not know if they could sleep in a car for a night. I informed them that I drove from Arizona to Philly and back in 6 days with 12 grown men in an RV. One night in a car is nothing. They were amazed. That trip will not be beaten any time soon, it is something I speak of proudly to others. Well done men.

On a side note I will be running in a half marathon in South Bend, IN on May 31st if anyone else would like to go. The finish line is the Notre Dame football stadium with you running through the "RUDY" tunnel to deafining music. Some guys ran it last year and said it was pretty amazing. Jason please do not ask why I am not running the full marathon, lets just say I hope to finish the half.

Intern is over half over.


Glover

here's funny poem for you all

i was bored and got onto student doctor and was looking on the osteopathic portion of the site and found this poem. thought you all might get a good laugh from it.

'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS (The Osteopathic Medical Student Version)Written by SawBones, MS-IV
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house.Bones were a'crackin' while I manipulated my spouse.
It appears she was shopping, and this was her plight,Her bags were too heavy, her spine now sidebent left... rotated right.
She entered our house, all stooped and in pain.Screaming, "Thank Goodness you're an osteopath, please fix me again.
"Excited to treat so my skills I could hone,So I led her to our table, that was paid for with loans."
One moment," I said, as I looked at the pile,Of folded laundry that's been atop my table for awhile.
Once clear, I bid her lay atop the black rigid table,For I would now manipulate, (tho' I'm just barely able).
So I moved my hands up and down and back along her spine,"Releasing tension" said I, though I was just buying time...
While trying to recall the proper setup and force,To place her spine back in place where it was once before.
Now was it high velocity or low, low amplitude or high?Oh why, oh why did I sleep through OMM lab, oh why, Oh, why?
Then it occurred to me, the solution I sought.It was a technique so unique that only my school has taught.
I believe the professor, his name may have been Seuss.A funny old lad, with a tall hat and large caboose.
And the technique that he taught and for which he was proud,Was the "Spine-Wackem'-Now-Go-Backem'-WallaBoom-Osteo-POW!"
So I took my poor wife, and wrapped limb over limb.Over limb then once more, and for good measure, once again.
By now she was a pretzel and I more confused,This is the price I have paid, for my skills I have not used.
I put pressure on the sacrum and made a fulcrum somewhere else."Take a deep breath now," said I as I prepared to pounce.
Then I leaped on top of her with a thudding kaboom,I swore I would move SOMETHING and finish this soon!
And to my relief (and surprise), I did heard something crack!But it didn't sound right... oh no, what WAS that?
I imagined my wife's eyes rolling back in her head,Spewing blood from her mouth as her body went dead.
But to my suprise, she was fine and shouted "That's it!"By George, I actually fixed her... Damn, I'm the s**t!!"
It was nothing" I said, full of confidence and pride.Not letting on just how nervous I had been feeling inside.
She arose from the table, and walked across the floor."I feel so great," she said. "I think I'll go shopping some more."
And as she did leave, I did sit in my chair.Pondering what I would do next time, when she asks for my care.
If I don't use my skills, and I become rusty at best,I could kill my own wife, cracking the bones in her chest.
So alas, should I study and then practice and drill?Hell no, I'm a fourth year. Screw that... she can take Advil.

Can you believe we are now officially half way through intern year. hope the second half goes by faster than the first.

Pop goes the weasle

Karie had a baby. Tell your wives. 12/12/07. We made it to the hospital at 3:00 am the baby was out at 3:30 am. No time for the epidural. It was a girl. Amelia. She was in the NICU for the first few hours for an irregular heart beat. But now all is well. Have a Merry Christmas. I get a week off for Christmas, and then go q2 the next week. It is so worth it though. I plan on a lot of skiing.

Our Christmas Card

Hello,

Merry Christmas from Pennsylvania. Pittsburgh, PA to be exact. Dave was forced to get a job so here we are. We have been here since June and are having a great time. The girls were excited to start a new adventure. Actually, adventure is a good word to describe our year, and we will just leave it at that.
Elisha is getting the house put together and doing a fantastic job. She is busy being the Mom to our three girls and a cheerleader for me. She is also busy with her calling at church.
Josie started two new things this year. 4th grade and the saxophone. We get concerts all the time, we are so lucky. She is growing up even though we tell her stop. Great at being a big sister and working on her Faith in God award.
Savannah started 1st grade. Also great at being a big sister and loves school. After her first day she came home and said, “It was the best day of her life”. She gets to ride the bus. You cannot ask for anything more.
Kate is now two almost three and still controls our lives. She helps out in Nursery, so the other kids will stop crying, she says it really hurts her ears. If they do not stop crying she will stare at them for a minute and then ask them, “what’s your problem?” We anticipate a degree in Psychology.
We love and miss you all. If you are east of the Mississippi please stop by. We hope you have a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

Love,

Dave, Elisha, Josie, Savannah, & Kate
That’s right; I am surrounded by beautiful women.

Intubation vacation, as I like to call it

After 2 gruelling months of trauma, it's nice to have a change of pace. I call it my intubation vacation, b/c all I have to do is show up in the OR just after the bolus of Diprivan has been given, insert a Mac 3 blade, then watch myself pass the ETT past the vocal cords. At that point, I thank the anesthesiologist and nurse anesthetist, grab a sticker, and walk to the next room. It's a pretty nice rotation--no charting, no assigned call, no rounding, just looking for 80 intubations. I'll echo your comment to me, Caywood, I can see why all you anesthesiologists have chosen your specialty. That being said, I think I would miss the variety offered in the ED, so I'm still glad to be where I am.

Trauma for me was being alone in the hospital with 48 patients on the floor and 13 admissions overnight. My highest admission night was 17. Of course, by sheer numbers, if you have 48 patients on the floor and 13 new ones coming in, you're bound to get a few (okay, a LOT of) floor calls.

Oh, yeah, and since my schedule's a little lighter this month, I signed up for 7 paid/"moonlighting" call shifts--just in time for Christmas. Nothing like working a 26-hour shift and making as much as you did in the past 2 weeks.

my 2 cents about ER

after completing my ER month i can see how you could want to do emergency medicine ken. so far it was the best month of my intern year. i worked 18 12-hour shifts and was actually home enough for maggie to get sick of me. once i had three days off then worked two night shifts but it was really slow and got sent home before 02:00 both nights and then had 3 more days off, so i actually had 8 days off in a row. now i know how you feel every week andersen. it wasn't nearly as great as anesthesia will be, but i have to say you picked a pretty good specialty ken. this was much better than my month at maricopa. what probably made it so great was nobody really cared how hard i worked so i would carry about 1-3 patients at a time and would go the whole 12 hour shift only seeing about 6 patients total and tried to avoid as much as possible the rectal bleeding or a woman with abdominal pain. off the topic, but have any of you surgery guys realized yet that surgery is not a lifestyle specialty and decided to switch to anesthesia.