Geez, this is as hard as I feared…

•September 10, 2007 • Leave a Comment

I’m not sure how much longer this blog will last.  I can’t think of any topics to write about that don’t have a multitude of reasons I shouldn’t write about them.  Anything that interests me either a. would be a complaint about work politics that may eventually get me into trouble; b. is so personal that I can’t share it in a public form; c. is personal to someone else so I can’t share it in a public forum;  or d. would be mind-numbingly mundane to anyone but me.

The “personal diary” blog idea idea is very limited by the self-censorship that mass access requires.  That, and I’m not very interesting.  If anybody’s interested in sending me a topic they’d like me to rant about, then I might continue with this thing.  Since that possibility is highly unlikely, I may decide to end my brief foray into blogging.  Sure was a waste of time for you to look at this page, huh?

What’s with the orange lady?

•September 2, 2007 • Leave a Comment

I was out at Grand Beach yesterday, which is about an hour from where I live. There’s always some good (and not so good) eye candy out there, of both the male and female variety. I’m usually jealous of the chiselled bodies with deep tans, and comforted by the sight of the saggy pasty ones.

But one sight just plain horrified me. I was waiting in line at one of the snack stands to buy ice cream, and noticed that the lady in front of me had nearly fluorescent orange feet. At first, I thought maybe she had walked in a puddle of paint or orange pop or something equally odd. As my gaze continued upward, so did the orange hue. Although not as bright as her feet, her legs, back, and arms were all orange! Her hands were almost as pumpkin-like as her feet!

Now, I can remember when self-tanners first came out. I was about 15 years old, and I did try some back then. They were really tricky to put on evenly and invariably turned you a bit orange. But this is 13 years later! I haven’t personally tried self-tanner since, but my understanding from some magazines I’ve read is that the stuff has evolved quite well over time and doesn’t make you look like you sprung from your carrot patch anymore. You can even buy it in a spray bottle instead of a lotion to avoid looking streaky.

So, in the year 2007, what is Pumpkin Lady’s excuse? Is she still on the same bottle she bought in 1994? Does she realize how bad she looks? (I’m assuming she doesn’t, poor thing.) Does she realize there’s better stuff out there? If I was rude enough to give a complete stranger my unsolicited advice (I feel rude enough bashing her anonymously online), I’d suggest that she do one of two things: either brown yourself naturally with those lovely cancer-causing UV rays, or slop on the sunscreen and be proud of your pasty whiteness. Even a tanning bed would give her a more natural-looking tan (but also has UV rays). As a last resort, if you must be brown without the sun, invest your money in a high-quality product that does the job properly!

I love neurology – the human brain is a glorious machine

•August 31, 2007 • Leave a Comment

 

You may or may not know that I work in a Movement Disorders Clinic as an Occupational Therapist. “What the hell is that?” you may ask. Well, the explanation of what I actually do is fodder for an entirely different post, but I’ll tell you a bit about the program and the patients that I see, if you’re interested. Is anyone still reading this?

I work in an out-patient multi-disciplinary clinic (read: neurologists, neurophysiologist, physiotherapists, speech-language pathologist, social worker, resource nurse, and myself, the O.T. all work together) where we treat patients with chronic neurological disorders. 60% of the people I see have Parkinson’s disease. About 20% have Huntington’s disease. The rest have various rare and, in my opinion, fascinating movement disorders. All of these people except for those with Parkinson’s will likely die within 5-10 years, depending on their disorder. Makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, doesn’t it?

If you’ve made it this far, my point is that I absolutely love learning about neurophysiology. You really appreciate how delicate and complex the machine that is the human brain is when you see the subtle things that can go wrong with it and throw everything off course with a myriad of different effects, depending on where the malfunction is.

If you haven’t died from boredom yet, just wait. I find the basal ganglia absolutely fascinating. For people with movement disorders, it is this brain system which is malfunctioning, for the most part, in addition to a few other areas depending on the disease. Did you know that Parkinson’s and Huntington’s are basically neurophysiological opposites to each other? In layman’s terms, the basal ganglia is “under-functioning” in Parkinson’s disease, basically making people move like rocks. In Huntington’s disease, the basal ganglia is “over-functioning,” over-stimulating the cerebral cortex to create the symptoms of chorea, which is from the Greek for dance-like movements. In other movement disorders, symptoms similar to Parkinson’s happen, but there is much more widespread deterioration in areas such as the brainstem, which controls your involuntary functions like breathing, digestion, bladder control, blood pressure and such.

Basically what I’m saying is that you don’t appreciate the amazing piece of art that’s between your ears until something goes wrong with it. You know how you can learn about how a radio or car engine works by taking it apart and putting it back together? Especially if you forget a piece? That’s what’s fun about learning about the brain when some parts aren’t working right. Now, the basics of neuroanatomy and neurophysiology are not new to me. I took several university courses on the stuff and got to poke around with cadaver brains in the process. But it’s so much more amazing to learn about these things when you see it in front of you, “in live motion.” I’ve worked mainly as a general practitioner for the last 3 years, so I am now revelling in my neuro specialty. I was bored to tears when I used to work with a lot of geriatric orthopedic patients. I mean, how exiting and complex can you make a hip fracture out to be? The brain is so cool. I had a stint last year working in a stroke and brain injury program which was just as great. If I had the money (some days I think I have the patience, too), I’d love to go back to school like a lot of my O.T. classmates did and get an M.D. Then I’d do a neurology fellowship. But I should stay faithful to the profession I’ve chosen and just get my Master’s degree in O.T. I need a decent education on research methods, anyhow. If anyone wants to donate for my academic career, I’m collecting.

Wow, if you made it this far, you must truly be as pathetic a neuro geek as myself. I hold you in high esteem.

This thing sucks crap already.

•August 31, 2007 • Leave a Comment

I’m just starting to set this thing up for the first time. Why the hell won’t any links show up?? Ah-ha, it turns out that the presentation settings I feel represent me the best do not allow for any links. What the hell?? I refuse to choose an alternative, second-rate appearance (although you could say that the one I like is second-rate because it doesn’t work right). Therefore, I have wrestled with this thing until I’ve compromised with posting my links under the Pages heading. Damn computer programs! If I have a stroke from uncontrollable frustration with this thing, I’m gonna sue somebody…

 
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