I haven't updated this journal in a while and, seeing the mad pace of life at present, am not likely to continue doing so. In substitute of further updates, I will take a moment to color my extended hiatus from this sphere with some topical media that describes the mood of the moment. If any of you wish to contact me, leave a comment at this post. ( Read more... )

The following thoughts on LGBTTQI and related gender identity issues have been precipitated by a recent exercise we did. The responses to these exercises, and the questions as I remember them, are recorded here.

Q: Would you approach male and female patients differently during a patient interview?
A: Yes. Females generally require gentler ( Read more... )

Today marked the last of my Phase I exams. I hope that I have passed them, thereby preserving my honor as a junior member of the medical profession and demonstrating my worth as a human being. However, I will not discover the result of my herculian - or sysyphian, as the case may be - efforts until later in life. Therefore ( Read more... )

Finally, an ethics class that did not ruin the upcoming week. My classmates have decided to remain comfortably neutral on the relatively innocuous issues discussed today, which suited me just fine. I have gotten quite tired of having an intellectual fit every time ethical questions are brought up. My classmates sometimes ignore things staring them ( Read more... )

The following is a rant on the subject of medical ethics. The opinions therein may not be congruent with yours. You have been warned.

( Proceed, with fingers crossed )

In today's biochemistry lecture, we learned that the cell membrane is not responsive to changes in the cytoplasm, that inclusion bodies do not contain protein and that all bacteria have only one membrane. Sure ( Read more... )

Frosh week at Queen's is over, and not a moment too soon. Though my classmates are not uninteresting, the pace of activity has been rather frantic. I ended up ditching some of the events in order to organize my notes, clean the house and get away from the sight of other humans. Frosh week aside, medical school is proving to be quite fascinating. ( Read more... )

Medical school starts tomorrow, and I am finally settled into my new place. As my parents have been particularly generous with their assistance in equipping it, I find myself living in excellent conditions. Nevertheless, plenty of work remains before the place is entirely ready. The desk must be equipped, paper must be sorted, the new machine must ( Read more... )

The lines are drawn
The orders are in
The dance commander
Is ready to sin

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Everything is ready for departure, just a few documents to pack. I leave at 5 am tomorrow for Kingston. This is the end of an era, and the next step in my grand campaign to make the universe my plaything. Hold on to your panties, because The Great Awesome is coming to

The first draft of my paper is out of the way, and my math midterm will be out of the way tomorrow. In less than a month, I will no longer be in Winnipeg. Before this happens, however, I need to do the following things ( Read more... )