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A Blog detailing the insanity of my medical practice and the stupidity of everyday life.
Then there are things that are just plain ridiculous, like this:
Or this strange complaint:
On that note I think I'll save the rest of my bad EHR excerpts for another day. Fortunately or unfortunately, I doubt I'll be running out of them any time soon.
"Some of it's magic,
Some of it's tragic,
But I had a good life all the way."
Goodbye, Jimmy. Thank you.
Your hero, Dr. Grumpy, is (along with a lot of other docs) certified by the American Board of Psychiatry and Neurology (ABPN).
You can be certified in either or both (I have no idea why anyone would want both).
All of us neurologists and psychiatrists pay the board a hefty amount to stay certified. It's a few hundred bucks a year, and every 10 years it's a few thousand more to prepare for and take a written test to maintain certification. This is in addition to all the continuing medical education required.
What the ABPN does with this money, besides writing new test questions and issuing certificates, I have no idea. But, in a recent newsletter I received, it was nice to see that the money is being put to good use:
My 11:00 brought a friend to the visit, who was silent for most of it.
Dr. Grumpy: "Okay, Annie will get your tests set up... do you have any questions?"
Ms. Patient: "No. It sounds like a good plan."
Ms. Friend: "I have a question, I, um , had surgery on my coochie last month, and am worried that the scars aren't going to heal..." she stands up, drops pants "do you think those will go away?"
“Hi, I keep calling and getting a message that your office is closed, and am kind of confused because on Friday the message said it was open. Can someone please call me back and let me know if you’re closed or open?”
My 10:30 came in because when she hears running water she has to pee, and she read online that this means she has a brain tumor.
Last week, for less-than-relaxing reasons, I had to do quite a bit of flying. So I read a lot of P.G. Wodehouse, which is my eternal go-to for travel reading, no matter how many times I've read it before.
On one flight we ran into a fair amount of turbulence and the pilot ordered everyone, including the flight attendants, to strap in, put all tray tables upright and locked, etc.
As we bounced around at 35,000 feet one of the flight attendants got on the microphone and said "Folks, please do not press your call button unless it is an emergency, as movement around the cabin is restricted at this time."
As soon as he said that the guy next to me in the window seat, IMMEDIATELY reached up and pressed his call button (no really, he did. Like he'd been waiting the whole flight for that moment).
Flight attendant unbuckles himself, runs back, and says "are you okay, sir?"
Guy next to me points out the window and says "What are those mountains over there called? They're really beautiful."
Brief pause
The flight attendant says "I have no idea, sir," then turns around and walks back to his seat.
As he's heading back the guy the next to me says "well, can you ask the captain? They're really beautiful."
So going to just put up some random pics you guys sent in, and stuff I saw on my trip.
This fan mail was posted at a local burger place:
From the "when I was your age" file is a pic of a 3 gigabyte external hard drive seen at a thrift store, I assume intended for a museum.
Then there's this Albert DeSalvo inspired car decal:
And this question on a survey to make sure you're paying attention: