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Patients and Patience

You're not behind the desk, you're sitting in the chair next to it. Waiting. Waiting, for what seems like FOREVER for them to come look at you, examine you, swab, cut, bleed, sample, whatever you. They're taking forever. You feel wretched. Everything aches, stings, hurts. You're tired from staying up all night worrying, hurting, stressing. You only want to know what's going on and you feel like you're simply the only person on the face of the planet, and no one is able or willing to help you.

I'm trying to explain what it feels like to be sick -- to be frustrated with the status of the medical profession and confused and angry and scared. I'm trying to explain what it feels like, no matter how melodramatic it may be, to feel like someone else has control over your health, what's wrong, and if and when you'll get better. There's a feeling of being completely helpless that comes with being sick -- when there's pain, when there's no observable pattern or relatively easy diagnosis, or when it just seems to drag on forever. It's a feeling that no one seems to understand -- like being held hostage by something or someone and being powerless to do anything about it. And it doesn't go away -- that feeling -- until there's some grasp over the problem, like some answer, lab result, diagnosis, something, ANYTHING that seems to give some control over the situation.

If you, as a person, have never felt this way, count yourself lucky. But many others can't say that. Our patients likely can't say that. They come to us hoping for understanding and compassion, and the willingness and ability to find out what's wrong. I only hope that they find it.

It's hard to be the patient when you're used to being the physician. It's also hard to be a physician when you've never been a patient. William Hurt, in a 1991 movie called "The Doctor" illustrated just this. Having been an important, influential physician, he finds himself with cancer -- and realizes just how horrible of a physician (no matter how skilled) he (and some of his colleagues) could be.

People come to us in their worst conditions. They're not always in a good mood. They're not always understanding of our limitations as physicians (or students). They come to us seeking help and advice -- and of course, our expertise. Finding answers is what we're supposed to do. It's what our training is based in and what we've been working towards for our academic/professional careers.

But all of that training only provides a fraction of what our patients need from us. They need our compassion and understanding. This isn't taught in school. It comes from within, and unfortunately, it comes from experience.

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For some of us, it's been sickness that has made us this way -- or abuse, or poverty, or just LIFE. For others, it's those things that are in the process of making them that way.

Be kind to each other this week, Everybody. Have a great one.

What a Week

How's everybody doing? It's Week 12 of the tri--4 weeks left (including this one we're starting).

Well, it's no secret to those close to me that I've had a really hard time focusing this tri. There've been sooo many distractions. I'm convinced that it's also this time of year that makes this tri so difficult--last year at this time I was struggling as well. Perhaps it's the wanderlust of summer, or the fact that we're perpetually in class. I'm not sure. Regardless, I'll be glad when this Tri is over.

I've been working really hard to try to keep my wits about me. At some point, I think it's common for all students to get discouraged--whether we feel like we've been in school for 4 million years, are burnt out from studying all the time, need a break, or have Life intervene. It's OK to have times like this.

I've taken a few trips, gotten involved in some outside activities apart from school, and spent time doing things other than school and studying. This past week/weekend, I participated in a gathering of Kindred Spirits--kind of like a family reunion near Asheville, NC. There were about 2,500 people there. Anytime there's a gathering of that size, there has to be an infrastructure. We have our own staff: medical, behavioral medicine, "law" enforcement, etc.--all based on volunteers. I have been to this event before and I usually volunteer for the medical staff. This time, I volunteered for behavioral medicine--which was amazing. I did end up filling in for some of the medical staff (with certifications in first aid, etc.), but the behavioral stuff--counseling and talking to people, was amazing. There were times when it was a comfort to people who just knew that we were there, holding space, should they need something or someone to talk to. I love being able to give back.

I was able to reconnect with friends that I'd not seen in years. There were local people there that I didn't know would be there--and we were able to reconnect. I made new friends and new connections that I will probably carry with me for the rest of my life. Some of these people may be my patients later on. Some may be my colleagues. Some are now just Family.

After such an amazing experience this weekend, I have to refocus myself for finals (and boards). I hope that I will be able to find that focus, and use my joy from the weekend, my beautiful experiences with so many people, and my newfound connections, to feed my Soul and keep me going.

What do you need to stay inspired?

Let's Play "Air Orchestra!"

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Oh, the Things You Can Do

The sun was not shining. It was too wet they say.
So we sat in the classroom during lunch on that day. 

I sat there with Dave, Ricky, and Danielle, too.
And then we said, "We just don't know what to do!" 

It was too soon to study for old ECGs,
too early for Neuro, or WBCs.
We'd already had coffee, and water and lunch.
We all just sat there, our shoulders did hunch.

Then something went "Thwap!" In the corner we looked.
My rainbow umbrella no longer was hooked.

I'd carried it in to avoid my own storm,
to keep me nice and dry, so I would stay warm.
That umbrella it had the most greatest of power,
and because of it, this is what we did for the hour...

The storm we did weather, the damage was done.
So sorry for all that mess has become.
It was not my purpose to cause such turmoil;
I'd rather be wearing a hat made of foil. 

Exam time has started, insanity ensues.
We all are now paying, our most diligent of dues. 

Miss Lauren, and Julia, Annaliese, Antoinette--
we all seek our studying quotas be met.
Alid, Miss Lexxi, Theresa and my Self
are looking to each other for all kinds of help. 

Our Classmates--the greatest, we always take care.
Through storms we will weather, through struggles we bear.
We help one another with notes and with guides.
and sometimes with excuses when one of us hides. 

We'll make it through all of this educational mess.
and help one another prepare for these tests. 

We'll pass all the boards and study real hard,
and in the end we'll come out with a card,
a license, a paper, more knowledge than known,
and after all of this we'll start practices of our very own. 

(Special thanks to those that participated in our educational/recreational efforts, to Jordan for his contribution, and to Dr. Seuss, for being a large part of who I am.) 

Happy studying for midterms everybody,

Andrea