I was rudely awakened by an annoying beep from my cell phone this morning that wouldn't stop - apparently my phone stopped charging.  Saturday morning before block II exams and I was completely cut off from the rest of the world.  After ranting about it for a few minutes, I decided to take the time and make a trip to the cell phone store and see what they could do about it.

I was a little anxious about the phone problem because I wasn't prepared to get a new one since I got my phone a little wet a few months ago and didn't think I could get it replaced for free.  Evidently the water indicator never changed color, so after driving aimlessly around Metairie for half an hour, I found the service center and got a new phone.  Getting back to school to start this weekend's studying got a little held up by traffic on the Causeway (worst place to be ever on a Saturday afternoon) and then traffic from the homecoming game bogged me down a bit when I got to the home stretch.

We went to Felipe's for lunch as soon as a I got to school.  Being a paramedic and wearing scrubs out of lab, Jay had to help a woman in the parking lot who had fallen when stepping off the curb and hit her head.  (My favorite part?  Random dude: Did someone get the doctor wearing scrubs inside?  Jay: Doctor? Sweet? (looks down) Oh wait, that's me.)

Jenna and I shot the shit for awhile, then went over to the lab so Dustyn could enlighten us about Histology.  The rest of the evening was spent discussing embryology while keeping up with the baseball game online.  We actually packed up at 10:30 (pretty early, considering the last few days) except Dustyn, whose response to me was, "I'm coming in a few minutes.  And you'll know why very soon."  Euphemism for something?  No.  I went down to the parking lot and found that Dustyn had parked 10 inches from the driver's side of my car.  He had actually folded my mirror up in order to get as close as possible.  So of course, I called him and yelled at him to get downstairs, then hopped in my passenger side and drove off.

It's been a crazy last two weeks - with exams coming up and the Red Sox winning game 6 of the ALCS + fun at Harrah's + a ridiculous last touchdown at the LSU game on my birthday + my new pet betta  (hopefully a segway pet to a Schnorkie puppy).

I've otherwise lived at school, studying with Jenna.  Tuesday I took a break in the afternoon to spend time with an internist in the city and do rounds at the hospital.  I met up with him at the LTAC near the hospital, and the only parking spot left said "DOCTOR" on it.  So I parked there.  And giggled about it.  I got to palpate an enormous enlarged spleen and feel a woman's atrial fibrillation and chatted with a bunch of patients.

Today I went to a lunchtime session on how to intubate, which was kind of cool and possibly a disaster.  Fortunately, I also learned that oxygenating a patient before intubation puts their O2 at 100% so there are actually a good 2-3 minutes in which to get the tube in.

Sweet.

...a question posed by a internal medicine physician last week to a bunch of bright-eyed bushy-tailed first year students shouting out answers.

"cancer"

"heart disease"

"Chuck Norris!"

sweeeeeet.


Since last week was the first week of block 2, we've all been a little less intense - mostly to catch up on gossip from the first block party.  There was a girls vs. guys football game in the making, so I went to practice Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, to learn how to play football for the first time.  Friday night we had a pasta party and decorated t-shirts for the big game.   Part of the surprise involved ironing on a giant photo of Coach Brian's head onto the front of our shirts - great reaction from him when he saw us the next day.

Part of the strategy for winning on Saturday was for me to fake an injury to make the guys feel bad about playing too aggressively.  I ended up trying to tackle on of the guys and falling and slamming the back of my head - and my team thought I was faking it.  Oops.

Still sore, today, but all in all had a highly entertaining weekend.  I tried to get back into studying on Sunday but did two loads of laundry and washed my car instead.  Yesterday I watched the Pats beat the Bengals.  I'm going to get cracking on the books today because the Red Sox are playing their first game in the playoffs tomorrow.