Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Physiatry and Rehabilitation Medicine? Me? Ummmm.... really?
You would think between stingrays and sharks, I wouldn't be thinking medicine.
I woke up this morning with THE most random idea in the world:
A Physiatry residency in CA.
Huh?
I don't even think I knew what a Physiatrist WAS really when I thought that. I know a classmate of mine has a mom who's a Physiatrist and all I remember is her saying something about "good stuff" in injectable form constantly lying around in the fridge. Hmmm... not sure if I need my future kids getting doped up everytime they make a PB&J, but okay.
I'll admit it - I still don't really know the specifics. But the emphasis isn't on saving lives per se (I'll leave that up to my ER doc dad)... it's about RESTORING lives... saving the QUALITY of a life.
Pain... chronic pain... recovery after stroke.. it ties in mega-well with Neurology and Sports Medicine, the latter which I'm starting to like more and more. I, under no circumstances, want to do orthopedics, but sports medicine is just awesome. Maybe I can shimmy my way in through the back door?
The point of documenting this, I think, was to prove my mother's point of: "[Sweetheart], I don't think you have ANY idea what you're going to do, okay? Just wait and see - every day you will change your mind [and every day your dad and I will pray for the day when you finally decide and we don't have to listen to your wild & wacky contemplations ranging from Neurosurgery to Psychiatry, and now, to Physiatry.]"
The parentheses was implied speech.
::yawn:: If those 30% (?) cuts in Medicare go through though... maybe Child Psych would be the way to go after all...
Yes I took my Concerta/Adderall/Hit of Cocaine today.
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