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So Diana and I are here at a geriatrics conference in Atlanta. We are perplexed by the lack of accountability involved--one of the professors is here but seems to want nothing to do with us. We have had no meetings, no followup, no phone calls, no nothing. I don't know ( Read more... )

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Reviewing antihypertensive drugs and listening to Fanfare for the Common Man on repeat.

HOW GRAND.

Me: Now, I need you to talk nonstop for the next sixty seconds because I'll be using mouthwash.
Preeti: ALL RIGHT, I will use my time to read you a list of every movie Leslie Nielsen has ever been in!

Three weeks without a post and this is all you get. Yup.

Liver, kidney, endocrine, heme.

I walked down to the kitchen for a glass of water and said "ugh, I have a headache. I hope I'm just dehydrated."

Law student: "why, what else would it be?"
Laura: "IS IT THE WORST HEADACHE OF YOUR LIFE???"
Everyone: "SUBARACHNOID HEMORRHAGE! OHHHHHH!!!"

and we all shared a hearty laugh while the law student eyed us balefully.

I had the most uneventful weekend ever, except for Saturday morning when Laura and I went to a singing in Cedar Rapids for the first time since April. It doesn't make for much of a story, but it was FANTASTIC.

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