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Posted in Kids, pictures with tags , , , , , , , on June 14, 2021 by xi'an

This week, our daughter is taking her final exams of her medical studies! Which means competing for the residency specialties and locations at a national level, since the ranking in this competition fully determines the order in selecting one’s residency and hence specialty. Over the past six years, she went though semester exams that were more standard, as well as over thirty externships (as above in the emergency ward at Bicêtre), hence qualified to be a doctor, but this competition is somewhat the most important for medical students who are not considering general practice as a first choice… (In the past years, the least popular specialties were psychiatry, epidemiology, and occupational medicine.) Hence, a particularly stressful moment for them, for which they have been insanely preparing for the past three years. Whatever the outcome of the competition happens to be, congrats to our daughter and her friends for the hard work and the dedication they demonstrated throughout the years, despite the demands imposed by the COVID crisis and despite the absurd features of medical studies in France..!

sauvons l’hôpital public

Posted in Statistics with tags , , , , , , on November 14, 2019 by xi'an

an afternoon in emergency

Posted in Travel with tags , , , on September 2, 2015 by xi'an

Last Thursday, I drove a visiting friend from Australia to the emergency department of the nearby hospital in Paris as he exhibited symptoms of deep venous thrombosis following his 27 hour trip from down-under. It fortunately proved to be a false alert (which alas was not the case for other colleagues flying long distance in the recent past). And waiting for my friend gave me the opportunity to observe the whole afternoon of an emergency entry room (since my last visit to an emergency room was not that propitious for observation…)

First, the place was surprisingly quiet, both in terms of traffic and in the interactions between people. No one burst in screaming for help or collapsed before reaching the front desk! Maybe because this was an afternoon of a weekday rather than Saturday night, maybe because emergency services like firemen had their separate entry. Since this was the walk-in entry, the dozen or so people who visited the ward that afternoon walked in, waited in line and were fairly quickly seen by a nurse or a physician to decide on a course of action. Most of them did not come back to the entry room. While I saw a few others leave by taxi or with relatives. The most dramatic entry was a man leaning heavily on his wife, who seemed to have had a fall while playing polo (!) and who recovered rather fast (but not fast enough to argue with his wife about giving up polo!). Similarly, the interactions with the administrative desk were devoid of the usual tension when dealing with French bureaucrats, who often seem eager to invent new paperwork to delay action: the staff was invariably helpful, even with patients missing documents, and the only incident was with a taxi driver refusing to take an elderly patient home because of a missing certificate no other taxi seemed to require.

Second, and again this was surprising for me, I did not see many instances of people coming to the emergency department to bypass waiting or paying for a doctor, even though some were asked why they had not seen a doctor before (not much intimacy at the entry desk…). One old man with a missing leg spent some time in the room discussing with hospital social workers about where to spend the night but, as the homeless shelters around were all full, they ended up advising him to find a protected spot for the night, while agreeing to keep his bags for a day. It was raining rather heavily and the man was just out of cardiology so I found the advice a bit harsh. However, he was apparently a regular and I saw him later sitting in his wheelchair under an awning in a nearby street, begging from passer-bys.

The most exciting event of the afternoon (apart from the good news that there was no deep venous thrombosis, of course!) was the expulsion of a young woman who had arrived on a kick-scooter one hour earlier, not gone to the registration desk, and was repeatedly drinking coffees and eating snacks from the vending machine while exiting now and then to smoke a cigarette and while bothering with the phone chargers in the room. A security guard arrived and told her to leave, which she did, somewhat grudgingly. For the whole time, I could not fathom what was the point of her actions, but being the Jon Snow of emergency wards, what do I know?!

one thumb down

Posted in Mountains, Running with tags , , , on May 3, 2013 by xi'an

Very local news: Most sadly, the graft did not work out and the surgeon took my thumb off for good (or bad) yesterday night. I should now leave the hospital any day and start (a) getting back to normal & (b) undergoing intense physical therapy. At least, as Brad Carlin commented, an extra thumb is not very useful on a keyboard…! I am looking forward being out again.

gory update

Posted in Statistics with tags , , , on April 26, 2013 by xi'an

Some more news, ten days later… I have been operated once again as some tissues on my thumb were turning bad. The surgeon removed those tissues, checked the main vessels he had grafted ten days ago, and grafted tissues from other parts of my hand. This was a much lighter surgery than the first one and it did not last as long. I am now waiting  a few days to see whether this second step is successful (and prevents amputation).