21
Jan 10

My Time in Gizo

(If you’d like to see pictures accompanying this article, check out my permanent page here.)

It’s been almost two months since I left the Solomon Islands, and it’s about time I wrote down some of my thoughts about my medical elective there – both for posterity’s sake, and the hope that something I’ve written will be helpful to students heading out on elective to the same or similar areas and circumstances.

I spent 5 weeks in Gizo in late October/November, 2009 at the Gizo Hospital. The hospital is the referral hospital for the Western Province, and has a catchment population of somewhere between 35,000 and 60,000, depending on the source. Numerous remote nursing stations/clinics make up the remainder of the healthcare facilities available in Western Province. Most of these stations are equipped with only the most basic of supplies, but even so these clinics are very valuable for treating the more common illnesses and injuries that occur, such as malaria, non-life-threatening viral fevers and uncomplicated fractures.

Gizo Hospital manages to do a lot with very little in the way of facilities, personnel and equipment. Services offered at the hospital include Obstetrics, Radiology (X-Ray and Ultrasound), General Surgery (Tuesdays and Thursdays), and Outpatient Clinic (Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays). There are 4 inpatient wards (male, female, paeds, and maternity), with a total of about 60 beds.

The Gizo Urban Nursing Service (GUNS) also operates out of the hospital, and provides first-line treatment for malaria, vaccinations, and gynecological services. They might even do more than that, but I never had much contact with them while I was there. Malaria is such a routine illness in the Solomons that the doctors generally only saw the very sickest of patients, or those with complications (i.e. cerebral malaria).

St. Vincent’s Hospital in Sydney, Australia has a program where new registrars at the hospital can spend 3 months in Gizo. St. Vincent’s sends a registrar over 4 times a year, so this means that as a medical student you get the best of both worlds – excellent one-on-one training with a Western trained physician, while working in a 3rd world hospital, learning improvisation and resource management skills, as well as getting experience with tropical disease. The registrar we had supervising us while at the hospital was great, and allowed us to do as much as we felt comfortable doing.

Even though I was only a first year medical student, I got experience in administering anaethetics (Ketamine), drawing blood, inserting cannulas, taking patient histories, giving vaccinations, assisting in minor surgery, and watching a Caesarian section or two.

There are generally 3 to 5 doctors working in Gizo Hospital at any one time, with the majority of them being local doctors trained in Fiji or Papua New Guinea.

The daily schedule is generally ward rounds in the morning (either male, paeds, or female/maternity), and then either outpatients or surgery depending on the day.

Local Culture and Custom as it Pertains to Medical Treatment

Please take what I write in this section with a grain of salt, as this is only my opinion, formed from my own observations and talks with locals and ex-pats, and does not necessarily reflect reality, as I only spent a little over a month in Gizo.

There is a Pharmacy attached to the hospital, although it is rarely well-stocked, and the pharmacist (at least while I was there) wasn’t all that knowledgeable about current treatment regimens. The problem with this state of affairs soon became apparent, so let me explain why many an hour was wasted in clinic trying to figure out if the pharmacy had a particular drug before prescribing it.

The majority of the local population lives much the same way that they have for centuries, because it’s what works best for them. They get plenty of rain, so with the help of a rain tank attached to their home they have no need for a plumbed town water supply. Electricity on the island is provided by diesel generator and is subsequently quite expensive, so many make do without. Fish and seafood are so plentiful in the waters around Gizo that at times there seems to be more fish than water, and you can buy giant tuna in the market for under $7 CAD. Almost everyone it seems has a mobile phone, but otherwise they are self-sufficient. They have very close-knit families, wherein if problems arise, be they medical, legal, or otherwise, they are usually handled within the family rather than being taken to the authorities. And finally, since Gizo is the main referral hospital for the area, many of the patients that present to hospital admissions are from very remote islands with very little in the way of contact with Western civilization.

And so, getting on to my point, there are two major consequences on the healthcare provided to Islanders in Gizo: they present late in illness, when symptoms are severe and illness is often more difficult to treat; and they defer to the healthcare staff completely. Whether in general they are scared, intimidated, or otherwise, I learned that if I were to write them a prescription that they were unable to fill at the pharmacy, either due to lack of availability or ineptness on the part of the pharmacist, they would simply go home to avoid having to see me again in clinic.

The reality of patients presenting very late in illness made for some memorable times in the clinic, but also makes treatment a challenge. I can’t count the number of osteomyelitis cases we saw, especially in young children, where an old (perhaps a year or more ago) fracture had failed to heal correctly, had gotten infected, and only now when the pain is unbearable do they present to hospital for treatment, where they learn that they will need 6 weeks of IV antibiotics. That presents a real problem for some families, especially from other islands: They need to stay in Gizo for 6 weeks, so where do they live? How do they get fed?

Hospital Departments

The outpatients clinic operates on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, and sees a little bit of everything. There is usually plenty of patients to see, and after ward rounds attending clinic will take up the bulk of the day. Some of the presentations I saw while in outpatients include: numerous machete wounds, usually to the left wrist or right leg; uncontrolled diabetes, along with diabetic neuropathy; hypertension, either treated or not, with a plethora of different beta blockers, ACE inhibitors, diuretics, ARBs, and Calcium channel blockers; fractures; osteomyelitis from old fractures that weren’t set properly and/or didn’t heal properly;

The surgical suite stays busy on Tuesdays and Thursdays for elective or non-emergent operations, with the occasional trauma case or emergency C-section occurring. The bulk of the elective surgical cases are made up of tubal ligations, vasectomies, Incision & Drainage of abscesses, and appendectomies, with major surgical cases being referred on to the National Hospital in Honiara. There are two theatres at the hospital, a ‘dirty’ one for minor trauma, I & D, etc., and a ‘clean’ one for internal procedures like Caesarian sections.

I never ended up spending much time in the female or maternity wards, but they were kept busy with births while I was there, with usually at least one each evening.

The male and paediatric wards are located adjacent to each other, and this is where I spent the majority of my time when not in surgery. Each morning started with ward rounds at 8:30am (give or take an hour – remember it’s ‘Solomon time’!), and we proceeded to check on each patient in turn. Although the nursing staff was friendly, a lot of the problems we faced on the wards were with drug administration – either doses were missed, or IV drugs were given orally instead, rather than taking the time to place another IV line. This became a problem when treating osteomyelitis, as in a few cases the antibiotic regimens had to be restarted from scratch. I learned a lot by following around the registrar on ward rounds, listening to her reasoning, and was even able to occasionally form a coherent thought to add to the discussion.

Pidgin English is the local language, and although the vast majority of the vocabulary comes from English, varied pronunciation combined with a strong accent render the locals mostly unintelligible when you first arrive. I would suggest picking up the Lonely Planet guide to Pidgin before arriving, and learn some basic grammar that will come in handy, such as:

  • ‘blong iu’ or ‘blong me’, pronounced ‘blong you’ or ‘blong me’, which makes a noun possessive when placed after it. For example, ‘my employer’ = ‘employa blong me’.
  • ‘yumi’ = ‘You and me’.
  • ‘mifela’, pronounced ‘me fella’ is ‘Me and someone else, excluding you’.
  • ‘wifela’, pronounced ‘we fella’ is ‘Me and you’.
  • ‘iu fela’, pronounced ‘you fella’ is ‘You and someone else’.
  • ‘I’ referring to yourself, is ‘me’ in pidgin.
  • ‘lo’ is, as far as I could tell, an article used in many different contexts, to replace ‘the’, ‘a’, ‘an’, ‘to’, as well as ‘in’, ‘on’, etc. For example, ‘I am going to the hospital’ = ‘Me go lo hospital’.
  • ‘Wantok’, pronounced ‘wahn-talk’, doesn’t have an exact translation, but roughly means ‘family, including extended family’. In order for patients from other islands to spend time in hospital in Gizo, you need to know if they have ‘wantok’ in Gizo that they can stay with. ‘Do you have family in Gizo?’ = ‘Wantok lo Gizo?’

Most of the locals you’ll see in the hospital or clinic will only speak Pidgin. The medical staff at the hospital all speak fluent English and Pidgin, so they can help translate for you, although it’s helpful if you practice your Pidgin as much as possible. Most medical terms sound the same in English and Pidgin, so as long as you can get a grasp on the basic grammar of the language, I found you can communicate effectively enough with most of the locals.

Things to Know Before You Leave

  • Bring a flashlight, as there are only a few streetlights in Gizo, the roads are rough and uneven, so if you’re walking when the moon isn’t out a flashlight is a must.
  • The airstrip is located on Nusatupe Island, about a 10 minute boat ride from Gizo. The Gizo Explorer is a big former cattle transport boat that belongs to the Gizo Hotel, and heads over to Nusatupe for pickup and drop-off for each Solomon Air flight. A one-way trip to Gizo or back costs $50 SBD.
  • Contact Danny or Kerry Kennedy at Dive Gizo to come over to the jetty on Nusatupe Island to pick you up if you’d rather not pay the $50 SBD. The Kennedys are a very nice, welcoming couple – if you’re up for any diving while in Gizo, I highly recommend them!
  • Speaking of diving, it’s worth a second mention – the diving in the Gizo area is apparently considered some of the best in the entire world, and after spending a few weekends out diving myself, and I can see why: plenty of colourful, lively coral reefs full of reef sharks, fish, and the occasional sea turtle. The visibility is outstanding all the time, the water is warm year-round, the currents vary between slow and non-existent, and there are several World War 2 wrecks within easy boating distance of Gizo. Again: I highly recommend filling up your weekends with some diving!
  • There are a few cheap places to stay in Gizo, and some not so cheap ones. If you want all-out comfort, the Gizo Hotel charges about $150 AUD/night, and is the only accommodation in town up to Western standards. Cheaper options for students include Phoebe’s Resthouse and Naqua Resthouse, both of which are a short walk from the main market and the hospital. I stayed at Phoebe’s and can recommend it as a nice clean place to spend a month. $100 SBD/night for Phoebe’s, and $120 SBD/night for Naqua. Jacob is Phoebe’s son, and is the current manager of Phoebe’s – his family lives on the first floor, and the second floor has 5 rooms with 2 single beds in each. You can book most of the accommodation in Gizo through Danny Kennedy’s new website – he processes the credit card online, and then hands cash to the resthouse manager, as not very many businesses in Gizo deal in anything other than cash. I didn’t book in advance, but I got lucky – Phoebe’s is generally full and needs to be booked in advance, and I assume it is a similar situation with the other resthouses.
  • As of this writing, internet was freely available at the hospital for student use, although I would recommend bringing your own mini-notebook or laptop as there is only one computer available for all the staff to use, but there is an ethernet cord available if you have your own computer.
  • There is an elective fee of $100 SBD/week to be paid at the hospital office, which helps to pay for student internet use.
  • If you don’t have your own computer and the hospital one is busy (it almost always is), then there are two internet “cafes” in town. Telekom is the national telecom provider, and provides (expensive!) internet access at their office on the main street of Gizo. A cheaper alternative is Solomon Internet Solutions, located on the opposite end of main street from the hospital, close to Dive Gizo, where you can get internet access for about $0.10 SBD/minute, which is cheap even by Aussie standards!

Random Facts That Didn’t Fit in Elsewhere

  • Gizo” is the town, “Ghizo” is the island.
  • Fatboys Resort is located on Mbabanga Island, directly east of Ghizo Island.
  • Kennedy Island is named after President John F. Kennedy of the United States, who was stranded there for a few days during World War 2.
  • The town of Gizo is powered by three massive diesel generators, and so electricity is expensive on the island. Do your part and turn off lights and appliances when you’re not using them.
  • The RAMSI Participating Police Force is active in Gizo, and seems to keep the place generally safe. Walking home at night was fine, although just to be on the safe side I would recommend walking in pairs.
  • A major tsunami hit Gizo in 2007, and although most everything was repaired by the time I arrived, you could still see damage on other parts of the island.
  • Alcohol is expensive here ($3 AUD/can in the liquor store, don’t even think about wine), but the local brew, “Solbrew”, isn’t half bad.
  • Fruits and vegetables are cheap ($1 SBD/each for most vegetables) and available in the market 7 days a week. The markets are best on Monday and Friday, as that’s when producers from other islands come to Gizo to sell. Tuna and other fish is also incredibly cheap, but the good stuff is only available after 3pm when most of the fishing boats come back into shore.

11
Dec 09

Fake Steve Jobs on the Downfall of Corporate America

I know, the title’s a bit grandiose. An amazing rant by Fake Steve Jobs, a.k.a. Daniel Lyons, on AT&T’s ridiculous position regarding iPhone data usage on their network.

“…when you’re lucky enough to create a smash hit product — when the stars align, and the hardware is great and the ecosystem is great and the apps are great and the whole experience is great, and everything you do just makes everything else better, and you’re totally on a roll and can do no wrong — when that happens, you do not go out and try to fuck it all up by discouraging people who love your product. What you do, instead, is you fix your fucking shitty ass network you fucking shit-eating-grin-wearing hillbilly ass clown!”

Read the whole thing, it’s gold.

(via daringfireball).


17
Oct 09

When it starts in silos, it will never “go social.”

jayparkinsonmd:

I’ve been an avid Google fan for quite some time. I pretty much love almost everything they do. I would pay a pretty penny every year just to use gmail, reader, calendar, and docs.

And over the years, it’s been fascinating to watch them try to become social. Google’s greatest hits (search, gmail, and maps) were made for me in my own personal silo. I used them one on one and loved it. Then Reader came along and I love it. I use it one on one and it feeds me with 95% of what I need to know throughout the day. Docs came along and, from the beginning, offered me a social, shareable document that made working with others easier. And that, to me, is its best feature.

Then Google started to try to tack on the social web to almost everything— Google profiles, maps, I now have followers and viewers in Reader, I can subscribe to other’s calendars (although not so intuitively), etc.. But all of these experiences aren’t very intuitive and sort of suck. Why? Because they were tacked on after people started using them as one on one silos.

On the other hand, I love tumblr. It has become my source of information, replacing my obsession with Google reader. I feel like I personally know the people I follow and who follow me. It has become my innernet friend that augments the in-person relationships between meetups over a beer. From the very beginning, it was designed from the ground up to be social. Social wasn’t tacked on to tumblr. It was its’ heart and soul.

I had this in mind from the get go when I designed the Hello Health platform with Ghava. I read the super helpful book, Designing for the Social Web, by Joshua Porter, which got me thinking about what health professionals would need and/or like to “share” when communicating, documenting, and going through their daily routines. What are Hello Health’s social objects and what can users do with those objects? From there, we designed Hello Health from the ground up to be a secure, social platform for health professionals, patients, and medical information. I know that doctors and patients in a new healthcare network/system born in 2009 will benefit from being securely social. Value will be added for patients if they see a doctor in LA who has access to the last visit that patient had last week who visited a doctor using Hello Health in NYC. This will prevent unnecessary repeat tests and ultimately save that patient money from their health savings account. Value will be added for doctors who have access to as much information as possible about the patient they are currently seeing. They can practice higher quality medicine when presented with all the information needed to make good decisions.

What does this mean to the Health IT world? Obama appropriated $20B to trying to get more doctors to use electronic medical records (EMRs). The feds will pay doctors to “meaningfully use” EMRs. And now one of the main stipulations of “meaningful use” is that the EMRs the feds will pay for must be able to “share information.” Essentially, the feds are asking EMRs to be social. And this is what the best one looks like:

Ha. Good luck. If Google can’t do it in a meaningful way, I guarantee the Health IT world won’t come close. Regulating from the top down that EMRs become “social” is absurd. EMRs were born over 20 years ago, and they still look and function like 20 years ago. That’s why the government is regulating goddamn software. Patients’ lives are at stake and doctors are using this unusable crap. Regulations won’t come close to solving practical usability. There’s a loophole in every regulation. EMRs will “support” shareability, but it’ll be done so poorly “shareability” will be rendered almost useless. And taxpayers will be out $20B, a pathetic healthcare IT industry will be up $20B, and doctors will be stuck with a social network tacked on to 1985.

Do the Feds have to regulate Facebook? Flickr? Tumblr? Of course not. They are social because there is value in being social. The present sickness industry values secrecy, not openness. Secrecy means more profits. Secrecy means owning valuable, profitable data. Secrecy means locking users in to one proprietary piece of crap software. Secrecy means not being responsible for poor quality.

Very little, if any, of healthcare will change unless consumers stop supporting the current business model of the US Healthcare Industry and unless the Feds stop mandating that consumers support this business model. That’s fine though. In just a few years, nobody will be able to afford healthcare and they’ll surely be looking for affordable, alternative ways to feel better.


14
Oct 09

‘Twas the Week Before Med Exams

A fantastic poem by a medical student at UQ who goes by ‘alisa’:

‘Twas the week before med exams
And all through PBL,
Some unshaven creatures
Are acquiring the smell

Of sobered up students
Eating things out of cans,
Tired yet driven
To excel at exams.

Saleem told us to study
Why did we not listen?
As we crack open our books
Some so new they still glisten.

Gone are PBL triggers
And the comic relief
From our dear PBL groups -
Whom we part from in grief.

Locked inside as we study
While summer doth fall
Waking from the best nap
Upon Guyton & Hall.

To Matt Devine we will pray,
For his knowledge and skill
As we cram everything in
To prepare for the kill.

Exam 1 will come soon -
EBM is the devil.
We’ll stagger out in the end
Looking doubly dishevelled.

Hold off on the beers
Don’t forget Exam 2.
One more night of lockdown
‘Till sweet freedom for you.

When it’s all handed in,
We’re one fourth through the race!
Ask Santa for a Seven,
Now please go shave your face.

Onwards we will march,
To electives we go!
Then apprehensively, many
Will return to the snow.

Congratulations to us -
We survived our first year!
Happy Drinking to all -
And to all a cold beer!


08
Oct 09

In Memory of Common Sense

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, “Common Sense,” who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:

  • knowing when to come in out of the rain;
  • the early bird gets the worm;
  • life isn’t always fair; and
  • maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student, but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, “Truth” and “Trust,” by his wife, “Discretion,” by his daughter, “Responsibility,” and by his son, “Reason.”

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers – “I Know My Rights,” “I Want It Now,” “Someone Else Is To Blame,” and “I’m A Victim.”

(via wonw.)


24
Sep 09

Crack kills. Smoking kills. Obesity kills.

jayparkinsonmd:

If obesity is linked so closely to so many of the top 10 diseases that kill Americans, why don’t we have PSAs saying:

Obesity Kills.

Why aren’t we, as a culture, condemning obesity just as we condemn crack and smoking?

I know what the critics will say…you are a skinny, healthy dude…you have no idea what it’s like to be obese. You have no idea what it’s like to be called “fat.”

True. I’ve never been obese nor have I ever been called fat. I have been insulted in many other ways. Definitely. I know what it feels like to be insulted about things I can and cannot do something about.

But obesity, 95% of the time, is due to food addiction. The bliss we get from eating ourselves full every night is a similar high we get from nicotine when we smoke.

And we all have our addictions. We all have our vices. To say that I don’t know what it’s like to be addicted to something is to say that I don’t know what it’s like to be human.

I think we need to turn the corner on this and stop pussyfooting around the issue. Are we that obsessed with our image and that terrified to be caught calling someone fat that we just ignore the issue? Is our image and our political correctedness more important than a pathetically unhealthy society that leads to early death? Should we allow a tax on high fructose corn syrup drinks to be called a “Fat Tax?”

Food kills more people than smoking and alcohol.

Or should we just call it like it is…1 out of 3 ‘Murcans are not obese, they’re fat. Using a different word isn’t going to change the fact that you’re going to die from too much food.


09
Sep 09

Trans-Tasmanian Relations

On a lighter note, I recently overheard the following conversation between an Australian family arriving into New Zealand and the Customs Officer:

Customs Officer: “I see here that you’ve put your occupation as Dairy Farmer…” He pauses and looks up.

Farmer, nodding: “Yeah mate, that’s not a problem is it?”

Customs Officer: “Well, I also see that for the question ‘Have you been on a farm or in contact with livestock in the last thirty days?’, you’ve ticked ‘No’.”

Farmer: “Oh… Does that count our property too?”

The Customs Officer and Dairy Farmer look at each other awkwardly. Farmer, despite his best efforts, is genuinely not comprehending the problem. The Officer fails to remain calm.

Officer: “Are you stupid?”

(via captain atopic)


04
Sep 09

Random Thoughts from 25 to 35 Year Olds

  • I wish Google Maps had an “Avoid Ghetto” routing option.
  • More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can’t wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that’s not only better, but also more directly involves me.
  • Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.
  • I don’t understand the purpose of the line, “I don’t need to drink to have fun.” Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they’ve invented the lighter?
  • Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you’re going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you’re crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
  • That’s enough, Nickelback.
  • I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.
  • Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the “people you may know” feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?
  • Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn’t work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ’s. We just figured it out. Today’s kids are soft.
  • There is a great need for sarcasm font.
  • Sometimes, I’ll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the f was going on when I first saw it.
  • I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I’ll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone’s laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I’m still the only one who really, really gets it.
  • How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
  • I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
  • I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
  • The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.
  • A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.
  • LOL has gone from meaning, “laugh out loud” to “I have nothing else to say”.
  • I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
  • Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.
  • Whenever someone says “I’m not book smart, but I’m street smart”, all I hear is “I’m not real smart, but I’m imaginary smart”.
  • How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear what they said?
  • I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
  • Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using ‘as in’ examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss’s last name to an attorney and said “Yes that’s G as in…(10 second lapse)..ummm…Goonies”
  • What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?
  • While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it…thanks Mario Kart.
  • MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
  • Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
  • I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.
  • Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
  • I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired.
  • Bad decisions make good stories.
  • Whenever I’m Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don’t mind if I do!
  • Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?
  • If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.
  • Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I’m from, this shouldn’t be a problem….
  • You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you’ve made up your mind that you just aren’t doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
  • Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don’t want to have to restart my collection.
  • There’s no worse feeling than that millisecond you’re sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
  • I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
  • “Do not machine wash or tumble dry” means I will never wash this ever.
  • I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There’s so much pressure. ‘I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren’t watching this. It’s only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?’
  • I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What’d you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?
  • I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
  • When I meet a new girl, I’m terrified of mentioning something she hasn’t already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
  • I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it’s on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
  • Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles…
  • As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
  • Sometimes I’ll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
  • It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.
  • I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
  • Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn’t know what do to with it.
  • Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey, but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time…
  • My 4-year-old son asked me in the car the other day “Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?” How the hell do I respond to that?
  • It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.
  • I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
  • I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
  • I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.

(via helen).


17
Aug 09

Out with the Old

You can tell there’s a generation gap in the medical profession, and I’m champing at the bit to get out into the workforce and show these old guys what we can do with today’s technology.

The Canadian Medical Association is having their annual meeting next week, and the Canadian Press decided to put together an article with a few quotes from incoming president Dr. Anne Doig. I’ve hashed and rehashed these same points before so I won’t take the article apart, but just a few quotes from it that I’d like to respond to.

“We all agree that the system is imploding [...]” Doig said [...]

Umm… what? Data on this isn’t hard to find, and it tells a much different story than the one the CMA would have you believe. Canadians, as compared to other Western countries, pay an average amount for their healthcare, have longer than average wait times, but much better than average satisfaction ratings overall. At the very least, I think the word “imploding” is a bit strong.

Now, perhaps I’m misunderstanding you. If by “imploding”, you instead meant something along the lines of “the salary differential between general practitioners and specialists is so completely outrageous that our healthcare system is suffering due to a lack in the availability and quality of primary healthcare”, then maybe that was the right word to be using. But, that’s a topic for another day.

“A short-term achievable goal would be to accelerate the process of getting electronic medical records into physicians’ offices, ” [Doig] said.

How many decades does it take you old folks to figure this out? This should have been done years ago, and indeed in countries like Denmark they already have fully integrated EMR systems. I can build you a system, in less than a year, with less than a hundred grand, totally from scratch, that will completely blow away what’s available today. I already have experience building a complete, commercially viable software package from scratch, and you would be amazed at the technologies we have available today to make my life as a programmer that much easier and more productive. Start small, and build from there. We can easily get started by building the software to run a small family practice, then move on to integrating imaging, communication with other physicians, etc. Where we have the financial incentive to accomplish such things (like the US), it’s already happening, and I’m really excited to see what we get out of it. For just one example, take a look at hello health.

To the CMA – it’s not rocket science; you don’t need to steal more taxpayers’ dollars to do it – doctors will gladly pay out of pocket (at least, me and my friends would) to use an awesome EMR system and get rid of a receptionist’s position or two; and whatever you do, don’t get government involved in the software business – that means you too, CMA. Let me, and my tech-savvy friends, and all the other graduating doctors of my generation show you just how great running a family practice can be when we build the right software to do it.


14
Aug 09

A View From Your Sick Bed

American healthcare is hopelessly broken, and Obama’s healthcare reforms are not going to be able to fix the current system… they need something new. Patrick Appel at The Atlantic has collected some responses from Americans to an article about the View From Your Sick Bed, and they make for an enlightening and terrifying read about how terribly broken the American system is. For their sake, I’m looking forward to when the whole system inevitably comes crashing down, so they can start fresh and build something that’s sustainable and affordable for all Americans.

Go have a read of the responses yourself – well worth the time. My favourite:

[...] After I completed the detailed application and provided additional information over the phone, I received a letter telling me Blue Cross California was “declining” my coverage. Days later, I received another letter listing three reasons:

* Knee tendonitis and low arches treated with physical therapy (in 2002)
* Shin splints treated with physical therapy within the past year (which
cost me $3,000 out of pocket)
* History of treatment for sciatica (once-in 2004)

My blood pressure, heart rate, and cholesterol are all low, and I weigh less now than I did 20 years ago in college. I take no prescription drugs, have never been seriously ill, and have never received ominous test results. But I couldn’t get group coverage because I’d previously sought medical care while insured under COBRA or grad school policies. And a traditional individual policy would be prohibitively expensive. This is how we encourage people to become entrepreneurs?

Our system is clearly in need of reform.