ASBITE

January 27, 2008 at 3:22 pm | Posted in internship | Leave a comment

I don’t know what to make of that test. Halfway through, I was wishing I had busted out Costanzo’s BRS Physiology to study, instead of all those stupid ABSITE review books. Seriously.

And because I’m one of those people, I checked my answers afterward. And either they were wrong in sneaky ways, or I actually got some questions right. Plus it seemed to me like the whole test was basically the same 50 questions, asked 5 different ways.

Or maybe I just totally failed it.

2007, the year that keeps on sucking

January 20, 2008 at 10:41 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

I ran across the obituary today for the mother of a college friend. He and I are not in touch anymore, but nonetheless it made me sad to see that she had died. And it brought back a host of memories. I never really knew her, but he described her as an amazing woman, who despite her own illness spent her time helping sick and poor people who couldn’t do for themselves. Eshes Hayil was the term he used to describe her (from Proverbs 31, for you non-Jews). He even told me once that I reminded him of her.

So of course, I had to meet her. She was not physically imposing, but she owned her space in a way that I rarely see in women outside the field of surgery. I knew instantly that she was the kind of woman whom people don’t cross. Yet there was something almost fragile about her that didn’t make sense at all. I walked away with more questions than answers.

Anyway, I’m sad for my friend’s loss. She died on December 31, 2007.

What people are saying

January 20, 2008 at 1:59 am | Posted in professional ethics | Leave a comment

I was on call again Friday. It was a busy day on the service, and things didn’t die down until about 2am, at which point I spent another hour updating The List and then got about 2 hours of light sleep interrupted by several pages, none of them appropriate. About par for the course as an intern.

Sometime into the evening I had to go see a patient, and a physician from another service was there. She asked me how I liked my program. She said, “you can be honest with me.” I actually never answered her question, I simply said that it was a program that produced excellent surgeons, but it was very regimented.

In reply she said something very curious: “You need to watch your back in that program.”

And a similar thing happened in the ER at Harborview back in November when I was on neurosurgery. I was having a discussion with someone there about the difference between the neurosurgery service and the general surgery service. I had commented that yes, I had been taken to task by the neurosurgeons about a few small things I’d done incorrectly, but it never felt malicious and it was always swift, direct, and then forgotten. The other person’s comment was, “Yeah, the neurosurgeons generally stab you from the front and don’t waste energy holding a grudge, unlike the general surgeons, who are nice to your face and then hose you later.”

Both comments were completely out of the blue, from people who don’t know me at all. Very strange.

Notably, last week we had a teaching conference where each of us was given an x-ray and another image of some sort (path specimen, another x-ray, patient photo). We had to devise a story describing how the patient presented and what their diagnosis and prognosis were based on the images we were given. I was actually the only one of the group (two interns, one R3, one MS4 applying to surgery) whose diagnosis was correct, with a plausible story and prognosis. True, the attending did have to clarify that the path specimen was bowel and not the cystic/common bile duct–it looked like bowel, but contained this greenish substance and had two segments intersecting in a Y, which threw me off. But it felt really good to own a gen surg case like that, after the ridiculous beat down I’ve gotten these last few months over all things general surgery.

A tiny bit of mentoring

January 15, 2008 at 10:53 pm | Posted in internship | 1 Comment

Today I actually learned something that will be useful to me. Well, OK, it was yesterday. But I was on call last night, so it still feels like it was today.

When you’re an undesignated prelim in general surgery, attendings make two basic assumptions about you. First is that you want to be a general surgeon as your primary or at least your backup choice, and second is that you failed to match in general surgery (i.e. you must have had a serious deficiency in your record). Neither of those things is true about me. But I recognize that people tend to see what they expect to see, and a prelim intern is assumed incompetent until proven otherwise. If you want to change their opinion you have to work twice as hard as the guy who got a spot and thus is assumed to be competent.

But I knew that already, and that’s not what I learned yesterday.

Another hazard of the job is that attendings constantly forget that I’m not trying to become a general surgeon, and occasionally (OK, frequently) lecture me on what I will need to know and the skills I need to develop for that field. For example I’m constantly told that I need to be more proficient at two-handed knot tying. I’ve consulted with some of the neurosurgery designated prelims, and they get the same criticism, despite the fact that none of us have EVER seen a neurosurgeon do a two-handed tie. I’ve seen most general surgeons use them, and most plastic surgeons, but the neurosurgeons? Never. Not once, at any of the seven programs where I’ve spent time in the OR. In fact, the only time it’s ever come up was back in third year when I was having problems getting my one-handed ties tight enough to close galea, and had to demonstrate (later, outside the OR) that I could do a two-handed tie without difficulty. I believe I asked at that point whether there was any situation in neurosurgery where I would actually use a two-handed tie, and was told no, that it was just a building block.

But that’s also not what I learned.

So yesterday we had a consult on a neck mass, which resulted in a massive pimp session on the differential diagnosis of neck masses. I kept giving specific diagnoses that were based on the patient’s presentation, and the attending kept saying, “No no no, you need to do it systematically. This is why people fail their oral boards – they don’t go through the differential systematically.” I complained that it seemed dumb to list a bunch of diagnoses that aren’t even a realistic possibility for this particular patient. And he said, “I know it seems silly, but you have get over that. The examiner has a list of items he wants to hear you mention, and your goal is either to mention all of those items, or to demonstrate such knowledge of the subject that the examiner will stop you before you finish and check them all off just to move the test along.”

So he explained how he would answer a question like that. He said he would start with categories: congenital vs acquired, and then break them down into subcategories: infectious, inflammatory, neoplastic, etc., and then begin listing specific diagnoses and commenting on whether they were realistic for this particular patient. While he was talking, I had a flashback to one of my Clinical Diagnosis group’s first meetings with our preceptor (who was at that time the chief resident in medicine, and is now finishing his fellowship in nephrology). We were seeing a patient in the Charity ER with probable secondary syphilis on top of SLE and a number of other unfortunate medical problems (i.e. an extremely complicated patient), and he was explaining the way to approach an undiagnosed new problem. I remember very vividly him going through the possible explanations in almost exactly the same way: infectious, inflammatory, metabolic, neoplastic, etc.

And the light went on inside my head. So that’s what people mean by differential diagnosis. Nobody ever really explained it, and for some reason I thought it was just his particular way of approaching a problem, and specific to internal medicine.

The method of diagnosis that we were explicitly taught totally skipped that step. And intellectually I felt its absence, but I had a broad enough knowledge of the diagnostic subcategories in medicine to obscure its effect. Not so in surgery. Or at least, my knowledge is not already organized like that, as it is in medicine. So I need that step for the diagnosis of surgical problems.

And that’s how you pass the oral boards. It’s the same thought process as medicine, just applied to surgical topics. And done inside the head rather than in endless discussions on rounds. As much as we talk about the huge gulf between surgery and medicine, the difference is just in the application. We have different solutions to the problem, but the approach to diagnosing it is essentially the same.

So the attending who was grilling me went on to say that even the dumbest surgeon can pass the oral boards by using this kind of systematic approach, and some of the smartest ones have failed it by neglecting to do so.

Wow, talk about useful advice! Even though it was totally in the context of the general surgery oral boards, I’d be willing to bet that the neurosurgery oral boards are no different in this respect. Just different topics. So I’m definitely going to start approaching topics in that manner, both in surgery and neurosurgery, because in addition to helping with the boards, I think it will make me a better surgeon all around. I already do it to some extent for neurosurgical problems, but I think it will also make me better at general surgery for the few months I have left as an intern.

Although it won’t help me with the ABSITE two weeks from now. Ugh!

Entropy, uncertainty and particle physics

January 12, 2008 at 1:32 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

I’m ashamed to say this, but today is the first time I have run my dishwasher since I moved in here.

Those of you who know me will not be surprised by this news. Nor by the fact that I have yet to install the curtains over my bedroom window. Nesting is clearly not my #1 priority at the moment (nor is it anywhere in my top 10).

As for what brought my kitchen to its current state, there actually is a reasonable explanation…

Ok, I’m lying, there’s not. I’m a slob even when I do have time to clean house. It’s not so much that I can tolerate dirt (in fact I hate it), as that there’s always something more interesting to do than clean. Like sleep. Or watch TV.

But today it just got to be too much. Plus I finally bought a toaster, and I can’t use it until I clear off some counter space. Although I bought the toaster two weeks ago, so why the mood struck me today I don’t know. This is not a burning question I need to answer, just a reminder that not everything I do makes sense. Or needs to, for that matter.

Part of what makes life fun is the fact that people are capable of doing totally unexpected things. Like my mom did when I told her I wanted to go to medical school. She basically said, “Ok, if that’s what you really want.” I thought to myself: who are you, and what have you done with my mom? Because if I’d said this at the age of 17, she’d have disowned me.

I told that story at one of my medical school interviews, and my interviewer responded, “Huh. Is she a doctor?” (a far more telling comment than I realized at the time.) I said, “No, she used to be a hospital administrator. She wanted me to have a life.”

At the time, I was convinced it was possible to be a doctor and have a life. People always think they’ll be different. Even in college, I was convinced that if I were that busy with student government, I’d still find time to call and talk to a guy I liked.

Yeah, I was totally wrong about that. I barely had time to keep in touch with my closest friends, and that was only because they would call me and make all the plans. Some people have a knack for planning social get-togethers. Sadly, I’m not one of them.

Not that it matters, because I’m beginning to think that the right guy for me is purely a theoretical construct. Like a sub-atomic particle. It makes the equations work, but have you ever actually seen one?

Me neither.

Not in Kansas anymore

January 9, 2008 at 8:59 pm | Posted in internship | Leave a comment

I’m over at Children’s now. After a very pissed-off signout from last month’s intern (though he wasn’t pissed off at me), I was expecting a horrible beat down this morning on rounds. But it didn’t happen, thanks in part to that very signout, and the fact that my own inpatient peds experience was pretty solid. Peds surgery is a little different, in that it involves all the bowel crap I hate from general surgery combined with the vitals that would be scary in adults, diets in kcals and urine in ml/kg/hr I recall so fondly from peds. Not to mention the little munchkin patients and their wacky genetic syndromes and birth defects etc. Plus there’s surgery, so there’s the potential for this to be really enjoyable. I’m curious which way the balance will tip this month. Will I love it? Will I hate it? Will I be somewhere in the middle? I don’t know.

What I do know is that no matter how much I love it, I am not going to do a general surgery residency just so I can do a fellowship in peds surg. Nor do I want to go into peds, minus the surgery part.

We’ll just have to see what happens.

Cancerous

January 5, 2008 at 1:20 am | Posted in internship | 2 Comments

Newsflash: constantly busting my chops no matter what I do does NOT make me try harder. It makes me want to STOP trying altogether.

Happy New Year!

January 1, 2008 at 11:46 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

In with a bang, out with a whimper. Thus ends the odd-numbered year. I wrote a wrap-up post yesterday. In fact, I wrote two. One of them is the whole unvarnished truth of everything that happened–at least, what I know of it. The other is much more circumspect and definitely more forgiving.

I don’t know which one I’ll post. Neither, for now. I’m just going to focus on the future and let the past be the past.

My New Year’s resolutions:
1. Spend some time taking care of myself–working out, paying more attention to how I look, etc. I’m lucky to look reasonably good even when I’m not trying. But the fact is I haven’t been trying, and that’s going to change.
2. Keep in better touch with my friends. Residency–even a surgical residency–is no excuse.

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