Thursday, May 29, 2008
I laughed when, near the middle of the show, Dr. Val called in and kind of took over the interrogation for awhile. Dr. A and Dr. Val make a very nice tag-team.
I called into the show near the end using the convenient "click to talk" button that Vijay had tried and pronounced as deficient. I was very nervous, but it was fun, and talking to Doc. A. was pretty exciting! I was glad that I did it, and maybe next time I try, I won't feel so awkward doing it.
So all in all, it was a pretty fun show, and there were more people than I've seen in the chatroom! I'm pretty sure those of you who know me in real life (mom) might be interested to hear what happened when I called in. Just click play on the player to the right of this post if you wanna check it out. I don't call in for awhile, but the rest of the show is amazing!
I thought it was funny when the chatroom started saying how I sounded like I was from California. I don't think I've ever even been to California! But (and no offense to you hillbillies and hicks out there) I have to say THANK GOODNESS I don't sound like I'm from the south. I'm glad I've been able to avoid sounding like a Jeff Foxworthy redneck.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
The Champ was my nickname for my Anatomy and Physiology professor last semester. He was one of the more amazing teachers I have ever had. Mostly because he would go off on tangents about random things and we would learn all about how something he did “Back in ‘Nam” relates perfectly with the numbering of the Cranial Nerves.
But at least it helped us remember to some degree.
So I had, throughout the semester, written down quotes from The Champ that were memorable in some way or another. The reasoning behind this, initially, was so that I could show them to one person or the other sometime later for a couple laughs.
But as I gathered quote after quote, I realized that I had a pretty good number of them, and that I could compile a list of them all.
So here is the finished product. The original quotes, and what they meant or referred to, so that you all can enjoy a little humor courtesy The Champ.
1. Bottom Line- Whenever The Champ asks you what this is, you must respond with “Money!”.
2. Criminently!- An expression of frustration used when The Champ finds yet another mistake in the textbook.
3. Hogwash- The word you hear when The Champ has just read something out of the book that is ridiculous to him. Ex: They’re not Electrical Impulses, they’re Action Potentials!
4. Malarkey- This word is used when there is some fantastic claim in the news or popular media that The Champ knows to be false, and wants us all to know it.
5. Folks- This is used when he addresses the class as a whole.
6. Kiddies- This is the word he uses to address that one group of kids in the back who are making noise when he is trying to start the class.
7. Ylo- Apparently, this is how The Champ spells yellow.
8. “I have no morals after final exams”- The Champ on how he doesn’t take any phone calls after the finals are done.
9. “Just like poker, ya plays yer money and ya takes yer chances”- Apparently, this is how The Champ explains the risks and benefits of being out in the sun.
10. “When I got to Vietnam, I was blowing up everything I could get my hands on”- The Champ on Explosives. This is story was somehow connected to the Organ of Corti.
11. “We all start out as little girls. Go home and tell that to Fang, it’ll get him right in the Macho!”- This is The Champ’s explanation of genetics and chromosomes.
12. “If you have motion sickness, even one fluid movin’ is enough to make you blow your tubes. Lookin’ for Ralph. Huey.” – The Champ’s vast vomiting vocabulary. This was in relation to the semicircular canals and how they affect your equilibrium.
13. “That’s real whiz-bang stuff right there” This is The Champ’s way of explaining that something is complicated.
14. “Don’t look at the clock now! I wanna spend another 10 minutes telling interesting Navy Stories!” – About everybody checking the time near the end of class.
15. “Who? Your feet don’t fit no limb”- Used when someone was stuttering in the process of asking about someone else.
16. Turnin’ and Burnin’- This is apparently what happens when a muscle is at peak levels of activity.
17. That's as cool as all get out- This was an exclaimation used to express The Champ’s feelings of amazement.
18. “If some guy in a pickup truck pulls out in front of you on the highway, what happens to your heart rate/blood pressure?”- A question that is frequently heard when talking about the cardiovascular system. The answers (for those with no common sense) are that your heart rate goes up and your blood pressure increases.
19. Packaging Peanuts- How The Champ describes loose areolar connective tissue.
20. “Why do we have butts? I’ll tell ya why. No, they’re not for sittin’, they’re for walkin’!”- During our lab discussion about the pelvic girdle.
21. Yer Sideburns- The masseter muscles.
22. Yer Smilers- The risorius muscles.
23. Yer Spitter- The buccinator muscles.
24. Yer Frowner- The depressor angulis oris.
25. Thingamabig- Word used to describe something large when The Champ can’t think of the word.
26. “When you’re out at night sneaking around at night being sneaky”- The Champ on when the rod-shaped photoreceptors in the eye come in handy.
27. “See?? It looks like a bird!!”- Apparently, this is how The Champ sees the saggital cross section of the Diencephalon. The hypothalamus is the beak, the intermediate mass is the eye, and the choroid plexus is the eyebrow.
This is also an attempt to get this pre-med blog back on it's pre-med topic. I've been slacking lately. So here's to The Champ. And to my pre-med Anatomy and Physiology class. It was a good one.
Monday, May 26, 2008
But we got there, and there were four people there already. So we doubled the numbers just by arriving! And by the time we finished off our turkey burgers and cheesy chips, we had gone from eight to thirteen, and were ready for some games. So we walk over to the adjacent field, and get out some water balloons and towels for a round of "no one knows what this game is called". So we play that and then empty the rest of the balloons by having a water balloon fight, and then get together to decide what to do next.
We decided on Ultimate Frisbee, and my team totally won. We took break for awhile and sat around just hanging out talking. Once we were fully energized, we ran headfirst into a very active game of volleyball. My team lost, but not horribly. Just by a bit.
So after all that, we headed back home and dropped one guy off at his car, and then went to go pick ours up at our friend's apartment. But the battery was dead. There wasn't even any "chugga chugga" when we turned the key! How ridiculous was that? So we sit there and wait for our dad to come and give us a jump start.
On the way back home our dad, who was driving behind us, noticed that our break lights were on. We tried everything we could to turn them off, but there they were, sucking the life out of our battery, even when the car was off.
So I let my brother and dad deal with it while I went to a neighborhood get-together with my Mom. It was pretty fun, and there were lots of people there who were happy to see me, so that was nice. I played with some of the kiddies and pushed them on the swings, and I let my little brother's buddy chill with my zune for a while. Surprisingly, he seemed to enjoy the music!
So all in all, it was a very eventful day, and I had fun making new friends and joking around with some of the old ones. I really do wish the car would stop messing up, but I guess that's life.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
I went to go see the newest installment in the Indiana Jones series. It was going fine most of the movie. I was laughing and getting excited and very much enjoying the show. . .
Until about three quarters of the way in. Where there is a scene with millions of ants, all about the size of a Hot Wheels car.
I saw the first one and thought it was a scorpion. But upon closer inspection, and with a better camera view, it became clear that this was certainly a creature (at least in my mind) to be feared.
I thought to myself "Oh... my . . . goodness". As I realized where this was leading. So, I turned around and looked back at my family who were a row behind me because there were about five empty seats in front of them when I came back from the restroom, so I had taken one of those instead of scooting through the seats in front of people to reach the seat I had left.
So there I was, not looking at the screen, and doing fine- until the sound came. The sound of those giant ants swarming. The sound of the characters on the screen freaking out. The sound of someone crying.
Someone is crying? Where? I look at the faces behind me, scanning each one for tears, or a blotchy complexion.
I feel a tear fall on my hand, and I realize that the person crying is me.
I was actually crying. Me.
And right then, I realized how scared of them I actually was. Right there, with my face pressed into the back of my movie theater seat, sobbing and sniffing with my eyes screwed shut, a hand over one ear, and the other clutching onto my mother's hand for dear life, I realized that it wasn't just a matter of "I don't like ants because they're creepy".
I know it sounds weird that I didn't know. But I really didn't.
The scene went on for what seemed like hours, but I was later told that it was really only about eight minutes, until I was finally able to face the screen, and watch the rest of the movie.
This irrational fear and feeling of terror at that scene had forced me to wonder- Why am I so scared?
And after searching my memories for a second, I came upon one that I can point the blame at.
When I was young, probably around 5 or 6, I was playing at a park close to my house with my mother. I had found the neatest pile of sand ever right there among the woodchips. It was huge! I couldn't wait to sink my hands into it. And it was after doing just that when I realized that it wasn't a pile of sand after all, but an antpile. I was covered in ants in a matter of seconds, and I forget what happened after that, but mom says that we were able to hose me down and get all the ants off, but I was covered in antbites.
And that one time back in the early 90's. More than ten years ago, that moment in time was what lead to this fear.
And it was the reason I was sobbing in the middle of the movie theater this afternoon.
They call it "Myrmecophobia".
Friday, May 23, 2008
I don't know if I can sit through this whole thing. Bahaha, he just said 1,430 really funny. Thir-deee.
He said that the thousand four hundreds weren't that bad, but they were kind of difficult.
He stopped and told me to comment with a certain phrase if I was watching at that moment. What a smart idea! Good way to weed out the weaklings. . . or those with something to do on a Friday night.
Holy cow, I did it. I made it though the whole video. 61:46. An hour, one minute, adn 46 seconds, and we made it to 1,999, infinity. I feel . . . acomplished. Somehow, and like I just wasted an hour of my life counting to 2,000 with some guy.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
I went to a last minute banquet thing at my old high school. It was exciting at first because all of these different people were so excited about seeing me, but I wasn't really excited about any of it. I guess I have moved on. High school nostalgia isn't a problem for me. Which is a good thing. I can't wait to transfer though. I need to hurry the paperwork so that I can send it in and see if I'll be able to get out there by January. I'm hoping to get into a college in Idaho. The opposite corner of the country. But at least I know some people in Washington State, so I won't be to far from a "vacation family" where I can hang out when on break. If mom's fine with it of course.
Another blogtalk radio show tonight with Dr. A and everybody. Let's hope I can have my audio cooperate this time. But if not, I'm sure I'll have a blast in the chatroom anyway like last time. Gosh, everybody in there is just so down to earth! It was amazing! I can't wait for tonight.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
I was surprised when the water tasted salty. It was the ocean, so why shouldn't it be? But I was surprised anyway. Also, I kept getting knocked over by the waves. It was pretty funny to be standing there and all of the sudden, be sideswiped by a huge wave of water. I wasn't expecting them to be so big!
It took four hours to get there, and we were there from 11:30am-10:00pm and it took five hours to drive back because we decided to take the tricky way. (Which took us into North Carolina).
Anyway, I have sunburn pretty bad, but it's worth it. I'd do it again in a heartbeat. My brain has been fried lately though. Maybe too much sun? But it was alot of fun.
Friday, May 16, 2008
You know that scene in "My Fair Lady" when Eliza is, according to Higgins, pronounced officially ready for the ball, and she dances with him out of excitement?
And then it's time for bed, but Eliza still can't stop thinking about what an exciting night she's had, and sings her little heart out that she "could've danced all night"?
That's kind of how I felt last night. Last night, of course, being the 34th show of the Doctor Anonymous Podcast. I came early so that I wouldn't miss it, and was early enough that I was the first one in the chatroom! The first thing I did, of course, was announce that I had won the "first one there" contest (I do this whenever I am the first to anything).
Dr. Anonymous was there, so I got to say hi to him and we talked for a bit. It was pretty exciting! Dr. A, talking to me! Wow.
After awhile, other people started filtering through the virtual-yet-figurative doors of the chatroom. First one in after me was Ramona from her blog Suture for a Living. I said hi, but was really to nervous about the whole thing to start up a convo further. I tried saying "How are you?" But there was a long, kind of awkward pause as she didn't respond. Luckily, Dr. A saw it and, after he realized what was going on, responded with "I'm wonderful!" or something like that. Hahahaha. That was awefully nice of him.
Next up to enter the chat was Scan Man from the blog Scan Man's Notes. Everyone confused me by saying "Hi Vijay!" when his name was Scan Man. But apparently, everyone's on a first name basis. Soon after he arrived, so did Dr. Val! It was exciting to me to say the least.
She apparently remembered me as "the one who wrote that pee post, right?" for those of you who want to know, the "pee post" can be found here. We chatted for awhile, (Oh, and Head Mirror was there as well) and then I noticed that Dr. A was moving his mouth. I couldn't hear anything, so it was kinda weird. I found out that he had started the podcast already. I spent the next few minutes trying to get some audio to match the video that I was seeing through the Dr. A Cam. When I finally got some audio, we laughed about Dr. A's trip to Vegas. There were a few good jokes, and alot of witty conversation. Dr. A laughed at my "fashion police" comment, which I thought was awesome.
Someone asked where my blog was, and if I had one, or if they had seen me before. I think it was Vijay. I pointed the way to my blog, and once they found it I got a "I found your pee post! It was so funny!"
Now, I was pretty excited that these people were actually going to my blog and reading a post. But "the pee post?" talk about slightly embarrassing. But, I did have plenty of fun, and halfway through, Dr. A went to a musical break and didn't come back. The chatroom exploded with stories and laughs and all sorts of fun. Poor Dr. A was frustrated that he couldn't finish it, and decided to just call it a night. But unbeknownst to him, we chatters weren't. We kept talking probably for as long as the show would've taken anyway. It was fun, and I was able to talk to these amazing people. It was wonderful! Thanks Dr. A, Dr. Val, Scan Man, Head Mirror, and Ramona for being so much fun! I had an awesome time!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
We started by the door, where the bookshelf was, and worked our way around the room, while I would tell him to put certain stuff here, and certain stuff there. He had trouble at first, because he didn't really know where to put random things like bobby pins or hair clips or my Atlas of Nephrology. I had a toy box, for all of my nifty toys to go in, and a laundrey basket for the clothes on the floor, so those weren't a problem. But I had to make something for him that he'd be able to remember where certain other things went.
Thus came into existance the Hair Chair, Doc Box, Pin Tin, and a few others like "The box of stuff that doesn't need to be in Mary's room"
Hair Chair- The chair on which to put any stray bobby pins, hair brushes, hair ribbons, or scrunchies.
Doc Box- The box in which all of my medically related books go in, also anything that has to do with being a doctor. Ex.- toy bear that pretends to be a doctor, stethescope, those scrubs I wore last halloween, etc.
Pin Tin- Where all the wall tacks go. I mean, sure, they're not really pins, but it was the thought that counts.
"The box of stuff that doesn't need to be in Mary's room"- Well, that's pretty self explanitory.
So it took a few hours, and several plastic bags full of junk I was willing to part with, and my room was finally pretty close to clean. My nephew even started to do things without me telling him! And when I would have to ask him, his response was a surprising "yes ma'm!!" How amazing! I've never gotten one of those from him!
So, after a bit, we go upstairs because we both need a well-deserved bathroom/lunch break, and his mother tells him that since it's 2:00 (the time his school gets out), and he would've been out of school by now, that he is done being a little cleaning boy.
I'm sort of dissappointed, because I wasn't done cleaning. But I go ahead and start to make myself lunch anyway.
So I'm in the middle of making myself a ham & swiss on wheat with all the goodies, he comes right up next to me, and asks me to make him a sandwich. Now, his mother is right in the living room, so I really don't see why he wants me to do it. I tell him this, and he goes to ask her. He comes back to me, and says "she says yes" . As if I now have permission to make him a sandwich. I tell him I kind of thought that mommy was going to make him a sandwich, and he groans that he wants me to make it! That was weird. He's never wanted me to make him anything. So, me and mommy do rock, paper, scissors to see who gets to make hims a sandwich. And to his joy, I won. I don't mind, though, because honestly, how hard is it to make a Cinnamon sandwich? Two pieces of bread, some butter, and some cinnamon.
So both sandwiches made, I was about to put his on a little animal face plate thingy. I forgot what they were called. Zoopals? Anyway, he says "No! I want the same plate as you!!" So I get him the same plate, the same size cup, and get us both a glass of strawberry milk, filled to exactly the same height. No more complaining.
So it's pretty nice that we were buddies like that for at least a little while. Once dinner rolled around, he was back to normal. But at least my room is cleaned. And I have to say, it looks pretty darn good.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
Because I was so excited!! About what? Well how about the fact that someone awesome visited and actually commented on my blog? I feel like I just met Johnny C. McGinley, or Brad Pitt or something. Yes, it is that big to me. I mean, just because this person isn't in movies or on tv, doesn't mean it's not a big deal.
Do you see that screenshot? What's the name up there? Can you tell? That's right, it's Doctor Anonymous. And here I was thinking that the third comment on this post was going to be my mom or something like that (She finally has joined the ranks of bloggers). Never in my wildest dreams (sorry for the lame cliche) had I ever imagined that Doctor Anonymous, whom I've spend all my spare time the past week listening to via downloaded podcasts on my zune, would come here, to Medi-Medi, and comment on something that I had written! And he wished me a happy birthday! How awesome!! I don't know about y'all (Yes, I said it! And why not? I live in the south!) but I was pretty excited. And now that I know what time his show is on, I'm going to be sure to catch it next week at 9:00pm. I've already set my phone alarm that tells me to do everything.
So, if you want to know where I'll be next Thursday night at 9:00, the answer is in the comment. I'll be over at blogtalkradio.com in the chatroom listening into the podcast and watching the Dr A cam.
Also, I've decided that it's probably time for me to decide on a profile pic. You know how Aggravated DocSurg has John Belushi as his or how Dr. A has a stethescope on a bag for his. I need to find one that is me. One to help me so that I'll be better known. I'm not looking to put up a picture of me, like Val Jones, because I'm not half as photo-friendly as she is. Just a picture that says "ME" all over it. But not literally of course.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
My boy band, my Akcent, my guilty pleasure, is being "rebuilt". One of the four boys is leaving. Marius Nedelcu. Ady, Sorin, and little Mihai are still there. But big, strong, handsome Marius is leaving to go solo.
For those of you who don't understand Romanian, they're saying "Umm, Sorry Mary. Too bad for you. Good job getting to know a boy band just before they split up, it's your fault that you came to the party a little too late. I guess you'll just have to live with the new guy"
Yes, there is a new guy. And his name is Corneliu Ulici. But replacing Marius with Corneliu is kind of weird. Because I can't stay mad at Corneliu for long.
Ya wanna see why?
Yah, he's a hottie. I think that he'll be an okay addition to the band. And I guess I'm alright with him replacing Marius, but I'm still gonna miss him alot. His singing voice melted my heart everytime! But as long as the replacement is at least on the same hottness level as Marius, he can stay.
So I guess I'm not as heartbroken as I had thought I was, but I want to wait and see how it goes. Maybe it'll go downhill, and maybe it'll be better. I don't know. But at least there won't be a shortage of eye candy.
Monday, May 5, 2008
My birthday was last week, and I got some presents. My favorite one by far is the Zune. I can have as many songs, videos, pictures and podcasts as I want on it.
I, being the technilogically inclined one in the family, have figured out how to get podcasts on my Zune! As you may or may not know, Dr. A hosts his own podcast on BlogTalkRadio. It's wonderful that I can download the episodes that I've missed. They are live podcasts that air, but I, unfortunately, never know when they are, because I never can remember to find out and write it down.
Last episode he interviewed Dr. Val Jones from her blog at Revolution Health called Dr Val and the Voice of Reason. I have the link up at the right, I'm pretty sure.
Well, recently, Dr. Val had the opportunity to interview M.D.,Vice Admiral Richard H. Carmona. For those of you who don't know, Admiral Carmona is America's #1 doctor, the Surgeon General. Yes, he is an actual person. The Surgeon General is more than the warning on the carton of cigarettes. He is probably the most respected voice in medicine today, and Dr. Val compared her joy at interviewing him to "a catholic person meeting the pope". Now, Admiral Carmona was appointed by GW himself in 2002, and left office when his term expired on July 31st, 2006. Rear Admiral Steven K Galson is presently the Acting Surgeon General, and will act as the Surgeon General until such a time that we have a new President, who will then nominate and install (via a majority senate vote) a new Surgeon General.
This interview was very, very interesting to read about, more interesting to listen to, and it was wonderful to hear the discussion that Dr. A and Dr. Val had after it had all happened. The latter of which was probably more relatable for those of us who aren't professional medical persons.
I'd definetly reccomend taking a trip over to Dr. Val and The Voice of Reason for more details.
On a more random note: I have become addicted to the video for Morandi's song Angels. Morandi is a romanain pop group (more like duo) that reminded me at first of our own 1990's Evan and Jaron, but now I'm hooked on that one song. (kind of what happened with Evan and Jaron, huh?)
Also on the Romanii music front, I have all of my favorite Akcent songs finally on my Zune. You can't beat having those four hotties available at all times and in all places! I have a few videos as well, but I'm pretty sure the only one who cares about these boys (stateside at least) is me.
And the final Romanian Music News for you all today is that Dan Balan (formerly of the famous "O-Zone" band that will always be known for their Numa-Numa song) Has come out with his own addicting (and this time good) song called "Crazy Loop".
Look them all up. Now. Just click on all the links. It's that easy.