Monday, March 23, 2009


No word from CHOP yet, clinical was pretty standard: two patients, lots of running back and forth, about 40 meds between them, and only one injection (Heparin, 5000 units, as usual. I hear it stings like ANYTHING).

One pt. was a lovely 80something year old woman, just told that her heart problem was inoperable, due to her emphysema-secondary-to-controlled TB-that-shes-had-forever. Thus, her option was Plavix, and hope. Her response was charmingly refreshing: "Fine, lets do that, I'll go home. I'm 80, i'm a widow, i have LOVELY great-grandchildren and have lived a good life! Whatever is going to happen is fine with me!"

I liked her.

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