Saturday, February 16, 2008
The LinkUp should check its advertising
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
I do believe today is the first day I've seen snow in New York this winter
In an unrelated matter, I wrote down this fantastic sentence from a Grand Rounds lecture on the psychoanalysis of a large sample of medical students' dreams:
"Symbolic alterations of reality are representations of the real self and attempts at repairing self representation by revealing the real self."
Also, I have to find out if these stories are true (the latter I'm pretty sure about since I heard it from a first hand source). The setting I heard them in was a case conference where attendings were sharing war-stories of when delusions turned out to not really be delusions:
1. A fellow comes into an emergency room in a hospital in Queens seeking refuge because someone is chasing him. "Who's chasing you?" one of the on-call residents ask. "Some crazy dwarf." Eyebrows are raised, knowing looks exchanged, and the patient is escorted to the "other emergency room", where he denies being delusional or hallucinating, and is put in solitary confinement. That is, until later on an agitated dwarf from a Coney Island show is arrested while trying to track this guy down. I really hope it's a true story.
2. Another fellow comes into the Montefiore psychiatric ER for one reason or another paranoid that the CIA is after him. He insists that he was part of an elite team within a national security organization and something went bad, and now they're out to get him. Time passes. It's difficult to track down collateral information about the guy as it appears that he had multiple identities. A few days later, men in military uniform arrive and escort him away.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Some more thoughts on psychiatry
With only one-and-a-half weeks remaining of my psychiatric rotation remaining, I feel that I have deprived whatever loyal blog-readers of mine that might be out there from a veritable cornucopia of fantastic stories from my experience working in inpatient psychiatric wards in a hospital outside of the city. Part of me feels guilty sharing the psychoses of my patients with friends and acquaintances, especially since what seem to me at times to be amusing, embarassing, or completely ridiculous interpretations of reality are, in fact, the cause of devastated lives and tormented minds in people who for the most part did nothing wrong. Unfortunately, many mental illnesses execute a kind of "scorched earth" campaign on the brain, and many patients can never put their lives back together. However, I think that discussing those kinds of experiences can be illuminating of certain parts of the human experience. So if you're interested in some really interesting stories, I'm happy to talk about them in person--no public postings, here. I'm going to try to hold myself to that.
In the meanwhile, I'm working on the geriatric floor. What a great place! Dear old folks that you kind of herd around in a tender way, making sure they know where they are and trying to ease their depression, psychoses, etc.Words of wisdom from one who has plumbed the depths of the human psyche
- Watch out for ice
- If there is no seat belt in a cab, get a different cab
- Wear a helmet when you ride a bike
- Be passionate about what you do
- Don't walk backwards into a street while trying to train your dog
Priceless!
Some interesting stuff on neuropsychiatry:
The story of Phineas Gage
The book The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat
HM
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Ahh, the Times...
"But Mr. Edwards, far more than is usual in modern politics, ran a campaign based on ideas. And even as his personal quest for the White House faltered, his ideas triumphed: both candidates left standing are, to a large extent, running on the platform Mr. Edwards built."
Of course, there really are more than two other candidates standing. The remaining four serious contenders happen to be Republicans, but are of no serious consideration other than a glimpse into how The Other Side thinks and operates. Possibly a simple inattention to detail on Mr. Krugman's part, but an interesting commentary of the universe as seen by the Times nevertheless.