Welcome Back Sportsfans to the Dogpound!!! It has been a great week here in Memphis this week because it is PCC/ DRS week!!!What is that and what does it mean you ask? Well, Prevention, Community and Culture (PCC) is where we learn to evaluate literature as well as gain insight into issues such as epidemiology, ethics, blahblahblah. Doctoring: recognizing signs and symptoms (DRS) is where we get fed to the wolves because we go to our preceptors office out in the community to further reinforce how much we don't know! As if gross anatomy wasn't enough. So what does that mean for us as students? A much needed break from the daily grind where I get a reprieve from smelling like formaldehyde and Casey actually gets to see me.
So what did I learn this week? I did a lot of growing this week as an infant physician. Clinically, I learned that it is the patien'ts whole story is what matters and to refrain from taking statements out of context to make an assumption. Case in point. At Dr. _____ office we saw patient X who had had a rough year medically speaking. He was a 74 year old gentleman who had almost died several times and had had numerous surgeries. We got to the end of the interview and he asked the Doc if he could have some Viagra. I always wondered how I would react when this subject came up and my first instinct was to laugh to myself and think "This guy has been watching too much TV!!!" Well, no sooner had I thought this than he continued on saying that the following was his 49th anniversary (yeah that's a long time) with his wife and that they wanted to "Give it a whirl." To that I say, "Well played! Go, boy, go!" Lesson here folks is that you are only as old as you feel and take time to get the whole story in whatever it is because your first instinct might not always be right.
Changing gears. This week is supposed to be little more relaxed than other weeks. Since it was a gorgeous day I decided to take Vanna for a walk to the park that is at the end of the street which Vanna loves because it is filled with squirrels. so when we got down there sure enough there were tons of the little devils running around and as all dogs do she takes off running. Now would be a good time to bring up the fact that she is on a retractable leash because her attention span is so one track minded that if she weren't she would chase one thing after another and end up in California or something. Meanwhile back at the ranch, I decide to start running as well. BAAAAAADDDDD IDEA! For onething, she is is about 10 times faster than I and when focused can provide a tremendous amount of force on the leash. Needless to say, she ends up pulling me off balance, I stumble forward topheavily trying to keep my balance, and end up landing face first in the ground which was reminiscent of Anna Nissen and the Great Beach Ball Incident of 2002. In my defense, I think I pulled it off with all the grace of the proverbial bull in a china shop but I think I got a 9 of 10 on the landing. The point of this is that it was really a lot of fun chasing squirrels with my dog in th park and it was a great way to blow off some steam. Sometimes we take ourselves too seriously and need to be reminded of the bigger picture. So, in the words of Porky Pig, "BBDBDBDBD, that's all Folks!"
RUFFRUFF,
The Big Dog
ps- is that the face of a killer or what?
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