Pediatrics flash lessons learned

"Does This Child Have Acute Otitis Media?" R Rothman et all

Otitis media costs about $5billion a year. 

Happens most in kids 6-18months old.

Breast feeding is protective.

S. pneumoniae, H. influenza (often co-existing conjunctivitis), C. moraxella.

Look at position, color, landmarks, degree of translucency, and mobility.

Ear pain is the only useful symptom, but only has a likelihood ratio of only 3.0. 

Signs are more useful:

Distinctly impaired mobility has LR of 31.

Cloudy opaque eardrums also have LR of 34.

Bulging has LR of 51.

In conclusion, "a tympanic membrane that is cloudy, bulging, or distinctly immobile is highly suggestive of acute otitis media".

I also learned about magic mouth wash for the mouth lesions that cocksackie virus causes (BMX = lidocaine+malox,+diphenhydramine)

The difference between lactose intolerance and milk protein allergy.

Difference between allergy shiner and Dennie-Morgan Folds.

Amelogenesis Imperfecta vs. Enamel Hypoplasia

HEEADSSS survey for adolescents.

How ring worm can cause kerions.

The 5S's of comforting babies (Suck, Swing, Swaddle, Shhh, Side/stomach position).

Treat ring worm with clotrimazole unless under hair where you need griseofulvin.

I loved this brief 2-week window into pediatrics. I seem to get along with kids pretty well and can put their parents at ease by clearly explaining everything I'm doing and the reason I'm doing it (or asking for it).

The most frustrating thing about pediatrics for me was the lack of interest and pride in gynecologic care of their female patients and overall sexual health of both males and females. The reality is that many kids are having sex in their teens and it has a profound effect on their physical and mental health. I want to practice in a specialty that allows me to directly address sexual health in a proactive rather than reactive way.

Surgery Rotation Complete

On the last day of surgery (a teaching day), we had a lecture about the culture of surgery and the skills required to accept feedback and criticism from those around you. 

It really struck a cord with me as my last three weeks of surgery were marred by my inability to respond appropriately on the second day when I had not completed the reading assigned to me. Besides the random facts of anatomy reviewed, the modest progress made on toward understanding more completely disease process and therapeutics, the largest and most important lesson I learned from surgery is that I must practice constant mindfulness in order to both give and accept evaluations in a constructive way.

This idea of a community where confrontation is acceptable and expected is quite possible, as I witnessed at Haverford. I have been working to make it more of a reality here in medical school through my work with the nascent honor board, but so far have not made much progress.

At the end of this morning's lecture, the presenter hit a brick wall in attempting to convince residents to be part of a culture change because they are afraid of retribution from their superiors. Ironically, any culture change in surgery will have to come from the top down. In the current culture, there is no way that a junior resident can call out a superior for making sexist jokes or practicing poor medicine and still expect to get a letter of recommendation upon which her future career depends.

The only part of surgery left to do is take the "shelf exam", a test which I am woefully unprepared for, mainly because it has so much medicine in it that I will experience much more through the rest of my rotations. But I had to have something first, so might as well get surgery out of the way.

Okay, back to doing practice questions...

Anton Chekhov stories

I started reading this sometime early in the spring when it was still cold outside. I didn't finish them until I was on the flight back from my Utah backpacking trip yesterday. There were some nights before step 1 where I would only read a paragraph or two before passing out each night.

The Death of a Clerk

Small Fry

The Huntsman

The Malefactor

Panikhida

Anyuta

Easter Night

Vanka

Sleepy

A Boring Story

Gusev

Peasant Women

The Fidget

In Exile

Ward No. 6

The Black Monk

Rothschild's Fiddle

The Student

Anna on the Neck

The House with the Mezzanine

The Man in a Case

Gooseberries

A Medical Case

The Darling

On Official Business

The Lady with the Little Dog

At Christmastime

In the Ravine

The Bishop

The Fiance

So there really were a fair number of stories. Many of them gave me homesick feelings toward Ukraine. Chekhov portrays the sharp edges of poverty and second/third world survival simultaneously commenting on the bleakness wealth without goodness.

I am enchanted at the beginning of each story by how Chekhov sets the scene, from the sounds to the smells, I slip into the scene and can embrace the normalcy of the thoughts and dialog that takes place in each locale.

How Doctors Think by Jerome Groopman

fascinating analysis of cognitive error

underlined how important it is to think about how you think

reminded me of taking some time to learn how I learn

so that I can then be a bit more efficient as I prepare for step 1

it's a bit of a weight on my shoulders

so far I haven't been able to work at quite the volume that I would like

but then again, we still have classes, outpatient office days, and some other random school work to do.

Soon enough, I'll be able to let go completely and study to my hearts content, 9+ hours each day

I guess medical school self selects for people who find this enjoyable...

Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver

I read this as part of my humanities seminar entitled "Evil Bananas". 

While I went into the class thinking that I may already be part of the choir,  I actually learned a fair bit about food systems here in rochester. This book however tended to grind on my nerves, if only for the cliched tone and ditzy voice. Kingsolver did pursue a cool idea though. She decided to try to eat a mostly local diet with her family for a year, and then write about it. This required first that she move from AZ to VA. Then she started a huge garden and even got some turkeys and chickens. 

The idea of eating local seems to provide a pretty tremendous environmental impact reduction, and not only because of transport. When people get food from people they know, there is direct feedback about how it is grown and how the land is used. People are then willing to pay more for a product that does not destroy the land. A close correlate to eating locally is eating seasonally. This requires re-learning many things about food storage, so that peppers from July and August can be safely eaten in February. This is exciting because my experiences of eating this way in Ukraine have left such a powerful impression on my food choices, and I will continue to make small changes toward eating and living in this way.

Even with all of the advantages of eating local, I have been unable to convince my roommate to give up bananas. This despite the monoculture approach, low wage labor, and huge transport costs. I guess in many respects we have become so accustomed to having food from all over the world regardless of the local season.

Beyond having geographic awareness food production, the level of processing is now clearly linked to the health status of everybody. The trend is simple: less processed = more healthy. Interestingly, choosing less processed foods often leads to more local foods.

Finally there was one small section that pretty persuasively argued against the use of GMO rice with vitamin A to solve the world blindness problems. The argument is that these areas need rice that can be re-planted, and not become slaves to a copyrighted genome that could be taken away in the future. It also argues that real solutions would improve the root cause of these nutritional deficiencies, which is poverty. Therefore local agricultural solutions, including the elimination of free trade agreements which saturate markets with super cheap staples, would allow local farmers to become part of the solution. Obviously this problem has many possible solutions, but I have begun to become convinced that simply dumping more free food, supplemented or not, is merely a patch, a lid perhaps, on the coming revolution.

The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera

Actually finished this book while I was in Bolivia in June

ironically and unfortunately appropriate for my travels

as I considered lightness and weight

and eternal recurrence

I began to read it again

and almost finished it for the second time by the end of July in Argentina

but not quite

but stuck in my mind

recurring as it were

are two particular phrases

"When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object."

Gears told me this on a run in May

and shortly thereafter got engaged

and then there is one particular phrase about music:

"While people are fairly young and the musical composition of their lives is still in its opening bars, they can go about writing it together and sharing motifs (the way Tomas and Sabina exchanged the motif of the bowler hat), but if they meet when they are older, like Franz and Sabina, their musical compositions are more or less complete, and every motif, every object, every word means something different to each of them."

This makes me wonder

about my friends who get married so young

and set about composing the opening motifs of their lives together

and about those who wait longer

already in the development section

many sharps or flats away from their home key

developing tension, reaching great heights

yet seeking resolution, tonality, and peace

assuming that sonata form can be applied to life

Return to medical school:

As my lack of blog updates indicate, the transition from South America to my introductory pharmacology course was rather abrupt and somewhat challenging. In fact I can't remember if I ever wrote a post about Chile. Since I'm already three weeks removed, I'll just give some general impressions as both my memories and Spanish skills fade away.

Viña del Mar reminded me of San Diego. If Argentina was first world, my first impression of Chile was that I was indeed back in the USofA. I again was lucky to find very kind hosts through CS and even had my own room in a high rise overlooking the Pacific. I explored a different direction each day on my runs and also enjoyed the large TV and cable coverage of the Olympics.

Valparaíso was really cool. Only. Few km down the coast from Viña, the modern high rises gave way to a Bohemian port city. A childhood of sailing novels came rushing back as I recalled how Valpo was a resupply stop for everyone from Cook to Slocum. Super hilly, but even more colorful. Each house seemed determined to outdo its neighbor with mural, fresco, or mosaic.

After three nights on the coast, it was time for Santiago. Definitely did not have enough time to get a good feel for this huge city, but I did go on a fascinating bike tour aimed at outlining the political divisions within Chilean society. It was a great review of the disgusting role that the CIA played in Pinochet's coup, but even more fascinating was how little has changed since Pinochet left office.

From Santiago it was a direct flight back to Toronto. Early Sunday arrival left me stranded a long way from the bus terminal, but some nice Albertians gave me a ride downtown. Then 5 hour bus ride back to Rochester.