I can't say for certain what subject I'm studying for now. And you could say it's because pathology and pharmacology and all the other -ologies kind of converge as you get into the meat of medschool. But if you asked me, I'd say that the reason I don't know what subject I'm studying is because I'm the Bystander, and it's Giggles who actually has exams to study for. (I really think it's pathology though)
As I've said before, she sometimes works on teaching me the results of her study because it helps her test her understanding. For me, the main interest is in seeing how she takes some incredibly scattered lecture material (I've seen some of it) and turns it into structured notes. Frankly, I think she'd do very well making a book of all the diagrams and treemaps and things she's put together into course notes or a study guide.
But she was walking me through what she'd learned about a collection of tumours and then taking a breathe, she looked at her chart and was feeling pretty pleased with what she'd done to teach me.
"Isn't this chart insane?" she said.
"It's totally insane!" I agreed.
"You're insane!" she teased.
"Insane in the epithelium!" Okay, I admit I was trying to impress her. Apparently I failed.
"Insane in the membrane!"
"Yeah, but which membrane?" I asked her, trying to save the epithelium joke.
"Your mom!"
2011-10-29
2011-09-28
Woke up this morning, got myself a...
"Hematocrit!"
Other people have issues like Tourettes. Me, I just find words interesting, so that sometimes they just stay in my mind or on my tongue. Not that any of that explains why my first coherent waking word to my beloved Giggles was "Hematocrit."
"Did you just say 'Hematocrit?'" she asked, with as much surprise in her tone as I was feeling.
"Um. Yes. I did. What is that?"
She explained that it's the crud you get when you centrifuge blood. (Any issues with this definition are from my sleepy brain, because Giggles seemed pretty certain and credible when she explained it to me.) She said you can use it to determine a bunch of things like dehydration and I didn't get that until now when I realized that if you're dehydrated, you probably have more crud per unit fluid. Go awake me.
But back to my morning:
"I know lots of medical words I don't know," I observed, to her laughter. It's true too. The other day she asked outloud, "What should I eat?" and I suggested a Granuloma Bar. Because people tend to hear what they need to hear and I occasionally play with that. But she's a med student and heard granuloma, and then started wondering why she'd heard granuloma when I'd said granola. I know, I know, I'm a bad man.
"I can explain them if you ask me," she offered.
"I just did. Anyway you promised me an explanation of acute renal failure!"
"Acute and chronic!" she agreed.
Sometimes our dates are movies. Sometimes our dates are a little more nephrotic. Giggles is sexy doing either.
Other people have issues like Tourettes. Me, I just find words interesting, so that sometimes they just stay in my mind or on my tongue. Not that any of that explains why my first coherent waking word to my beloved Giggles was "Hematocrit."
"Did you just say 'Hematocrit?'" she asked, with as much surprise in her tone as I was feeling.
"Um. Yes. I did. What is that?"
She explained that it's the crud you get when you centrifuge blood. (Any issues with this definition are from my sleepy brain, because Giggles seemed pretty certain and credible when she explained it to me.) She said you can use it to determine a bunch of things like dehydration and I didn't get that until now when I realized that if you're dehydrated, you probably have more crud per unit fluid. Go awake me.
But back to my morning:
"I know lots of medical words I don't know," I observed, to her laughter. It's true too. The other day she asked outloud, "What should I eat?" and I suggested a Granuloma Bar. Because people tend to hear what they need to hear and I occasionally play with that. But she's a med student and heard granuloma, and then started wondering why she'd heard granuloma when I'd said granola. I know, I know, I'm a bad man.
"I can explain them if you ask me," she offered.
"I just did. Anyway you promised me an explanation of acute renal failure!"
"Acute and chronic!" she agreed.
Sometimes our dates are movies. Sometimes our dates are a little more nephrotic. Giggles is sexy doing either.
2011-06-19
Wheal of Forehead
"So," I say to Giggles on the phone, "You were sleeping earlier and I didn't tell you about something that I just remembered as I was looking in the mirror. I walked into something."
"What?"
"A tree," I said, intending to explain in more detail, but somehow her eyes went so wide I swear I *heard* them over the phone. And then...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA...
I was going to add my explanation but...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.....
And she was laughing so hard that....
"HAHAHAHAHAHA.....
... I was starting to worry about her being able to breathe and...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.....
... I was starting to laugh just from how hard she was laughing and...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.....
... then *I* couldn't catch my breath to shush her so
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA....
... I just helplessly laughed at how hard she was laughing at me.
(If you're not Giggles, I have no idea why you're even reading this)
Eventually, though, she stopped laughing enough that I was able to explain that I only hit part of a tree.
"A branch?"
"Well, yes."
(*EDIT* She was on the phone while I wrote this, so I sent her the link, and her response is: "You walked into a tree. I can't read this, it's too funny")
"What?"
"A tree," I said, intending to explain in more detail, but somehow her eyes went so wide I swear I *heard* them over the phone. And then...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA...
I was going to add my explanation but...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.....
And she was laughing so hard that....
"HAHAHAHAHAHA.....
... I was starting to worry about her being able to breathe and...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.....
... I was starting to laugh just from how hard she was laughing and...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.....
... then *I* couldn't catch my breath to shush her so
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA....
... I just helplessly laughed at how hard she was laughing at me.
(If you're not Giggles, I have no idea why you're even reading this)
Eventually, though, she stopped laughing enough that I was able to explain that I only hit part of a tree.
"A branch?"
"Well, yes."
(*EDIT* She was on the phone while I wrote this, so I sent her the link, and her response is: "You walked into a tree. I can't read this, it's too funny")
2011-06-18
My Sweet Heart
Giggles is studying heart stuff today. And partly because she knows I'm interested, and partly because explaining this stuff helps set it in her head, she started to explain a bit of heart action to me.
We use an online whiteboarding site for when she needs to draw something for me. And since it lets us both mark up the page, I helpfully annotated the margins as she drew the diagram for me.
So today I learned that the heart starts out as a tube. Which is kind of neat because by a coincidence, earlier today, I was reading about continuous-flow artificial hearts (which are tubes).
Also, today, she discovered what I'm up to. She says my header image is creepy and also thinks that just adding a foot to her height doesn't make it much of a lie.
Who knew writing a blog could be so difficult.
We use an online whiteboarding site for when she needs to draw something for me. And since it lets us both mark up the page, I helpfully annotated the margins as she drew the diagram for me.
So today I learned that the heart starts out as a tube. Which is kind of neat because by a coincidence, earlier today, I was reading about continuous-flow artificial hearts (which are tubes).
Also, today, she discovered what I'm up to. She says my header image is creepy and also thinks that just adding a foot to her height doesn't make it much of a lie.
Who knew writing a blog could be so difficult.
The First Rule of Giggles
Is... you do NOT talk about Giggles.
She's a sweet lady, and charming, and she'd probably be the one to approach you first, to talk to you out of sheer friendliness. But she's also very private, especially online. Which means that there are things that I just can't say about her and occasionally there are things that I'll misstate or obfuscate just so that I can tell the story.
And with that for background, let me tell you a few truths and one lie about my Giggles:
Mine.
Well....
Med School's, much of the time these days.
But mine after that!
She's a sweet lady, and charming, and she'd probably be the one to approach you first, to talk to you out of sheer friendliness. But she's also very private, especially online. Which means that there are things that I just can't say about her and occasionally there are things that I'll misstate or obfuscate just so that I can tell the story.
And with that for background, let me tell you a few truths and one lie about my Giggles:
- She's a med-student.
- She's a brunette.
- She has a great laugh and laughs a lot.
- She's got legs that make me lose my train of thought.
- She's a 90-foot-tall killer robot.
- She can cook.
Mine.
Well....
Med School's, much of the time these days.
But mine after that!
2011-06-17
Gotta start somewhere, I guess
So.
Take a brilliant IT consultant, add a bright, sexy bioscientist and what do you get?
Well, between me (consultant) and Giggles (sexy), you get a slowly growing friendship, hours of talking on the phone about everything under the sun, and a slower, quieter affection that doesn't register, even with all the time spent talking.
Until Giggles gets a medschool slot and suddenly she's off pursuing her lifelong dream and I'm out one best friend since she's gone far, far away. Which was the logical end to the story except that we finally faced the fact that we'd both been thinking, "This friend has everything I want in a romance, why can't I meet someone like that"
And that's how I came to be dating a med student.
Take a brilliant IT consultant, add a bright, sexy bioscientist and what do you get?
Well, between me (consultant) and Giggles (sexy), you get a slowly growing friendship, hours of talking on the phone about everything under the sun, and a slower, quieter affection that doesn't register, even with all the time spent talking.
Until Giggles gets a medschool slot and suddenly she's off pursuing her lifelong dream and I'm out one best friend since she's gone far, far away. Which was the logical end to the story except that we finally faced the fact that we'd both been thinking, "This friend has everything I want in a romance, why can't I meet someone like that"
And that's how I came to be dating a med student.
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