Thursday, April 27, 2006

The coffee shop at Brookdale Hospital, where I've been doing Anesthesiology this month (those clever hospital types). I was amused when I saw it, or maybe I was delirious while studying for my end of rotation exam (I should probably be studying right now actually, or sleeping. I like the sleeping. Yeah, I'll go do that.)

Thursday, April 20, 2006

lose those thumbs!

Random conversation while watching E.R., they're treating a chimp, and they just said 96% of human and chimp DNA is similar

Innocent bystander
"Is that true?"
"Yeah, that sounds right."
Innocent bystander
"So what makes us so special or different?"
"I don't know... opposable thumbs"
Innocent bystander
"What? Disposable thumbs?"
Me (heavily sarcastic)
"Yes, disposable thumbs. I toss mine out all the time when i get bored or tired of them."

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Ex-officer shot; his jilted cop wife held

This is the trauma I saw the other day in the OR. Never cross a woman or make her mad, especially a woman that has been trained in using a lethal weapons... or just keep them at home barefoot and pregnant, forget about all that women's rights nonsense.

Ex-officer shot; his jilted cop wife held
Married 8 months ago, she's accused of hunting him down in Brooklyn
Tuesday, April 11, 2006

An eight-month marriage gone bad exploded in gunfire yesterday morning when a spurned off-duty Concord cop allegedly shot and wounded her husband, a retired police officer, while he was driving in Brooklyn.
She reportedly shot him because he was sleeping with another woman.

According to police, Alison Jamison, 42, of Mary Street, was at the wheel of a rental car when she crossed into oncoming traffic, stopped the car and pumped several bullets into Todd Jamison, 43, as he drove his Mercedes-Benz to a Chase Bank in East New York.
Then, police said, after pulling a U-turn about a block away, the 12-year veteran officer of the 70th Precinct made another pass and fired more shots at her stricken husband before fleeing to New Jersey.
Jamison, a former Community Affairs officer in the same precinct, was hit at least four times in the torso and each arm. He underwent surgery at Brookdale Hospital and was listed in stable condition, according to Police Commissioner Raymond Kelly.
Mrs. Jamison acted alone in the shooting, which occurred in front of a school at 800 Van Siclen Ave., shortly after 10 a.m., Kelly said.
She was later apprehended at the Budget Rent-A-Car booth at Newark Liberty Airport along with an unidentified female friend, Kelly said.
Charges have yet to be filed.
Whether Mrs. Jamison was on the verge of catching a flight or renting a car was not known; the late-model silver Chrysler she was driving was found by police at the airport.
Port Authority police were holding Mrs. Jamison at Newark Airport last night.

Friday, April 07, 2006

the day of wacky surgery

I just started my anesthesiology rotation this week, which means I get to hang out in the OR and sit in on many surgeries all day long. All week it has been routine surgeries, but today was the day of sticking things up people's hoohas. It started with a camera going into a woman's uterus and looking inside of it, growing some crazy polyps sticking out like alien pods (you ladies got some crazy body parts let me tell ya). The day ended with sticking a metal tube and blowing air up a guy's butt looking for hemorrhoids. The best part about that was the surgeon "clearing out the passage" manually by sticking a couple of fingers in and pulling some lovely pieces out. The funniest part though was when the air built up and started coming out in spurts. I don't know what it is, but I can't help but laugh whenever people fart in public. It's a good thing I had my face mask on so nobody could see me, because I couldn't keep it together. I was just happy I didn't bust out laughing audibly.

Monday, April 03, 2006

funny pictures

Funny pictures as seen on my little trip to L.A.:

Translated from Arabic, this literally says restaurant parking space (well, literally it says restauran bark sbaiz), which is all fine and dandy, but if you're advertising to an Arabic reading crowd, chances are they don't understand English, so how are they supposed to understand what park space (bark spaiz) means?

On the top of a hotel. That's the first name that pops into my mind when I think of world class elegance and sophistication.

That's the car I was driving around while out there. The definition of a manly man, don't you think?