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They say brown rice is healthier than white rice, right? Spicy Mint Fried Rice (vegetarian version)
So what’s with tumblr clearing out the notes from old posts? Or is it just me?
I was looking back through my archive and some of them even say “-1 notes”.
It sucks when you fight your way into a tie and yet are still declared the loser.
Dr. Michelle Au created a comic strip entitled “The 12 Med Students.” Here are 10 of the 12 (because Tumblr only allows 10 in a slideshow). Dr. Au is a practicing anesthesiologist and tweets and blogs fairly regularly. She used to have a book of her cartoons for sale, but as far as I know they are no longer available.
GPOYW
From the wedding I attended this past weekend. I believe this was taken after I failed to catch the garter. Yes, failed. The girls were rooting for me. The one right next to me offered $5 if I could come back with the garter. I told her to make it $20 and I would. She wouldn’t commit to the $20. But when I returned empty-handed, they consoled me by saying that they saw the guy who caught it — the guy standing in front of me — and how he leaped up into the air pushing a few people in the process. “He REALLY wanted it,” they told me.
As if losing out on the garter toss to a 15 year old is something that needs consoling.
Pssh! Bachelor-hood for me!
For the past week and a half I have been on my 3rd year elective. At LLU, we do a 2 week elective after our Pediatric rotation. It has been interesting. They told us to use the elective to help us…
The Maple Bacon Cupcake as seen on The Food Network’s Cupcake Wars.
I wonder if they make a Maple Stripples Cupcake version for vegetarians…
While talking about weddings at the hospital, someone asked the attending physician how big his wedding was. Our attending, an older Australian gentleman with a head of white hair, smiled as he remembered his wedding. “One hundred ten people,” he answered. And then he mentioned that his wedding actually got into the papers and the news the following day. His wife was somewhat of a celebrity back in the day and their wedding was news.
We asked what sort of celebrity she was. Our attending smiled again and modestly answered that she had won a few competitions. Perhaps he would have left it at that, but our curiosity prompted him to offer further explanation, I’m sure.
His wife had won beauty pageants and had actually won a crown there in Melbourne, Australia. As a result, she was often in the news and attended functions all over Australia and was even sent to Hollywood for a photo shoot.
One medical student asked him what was needed to land a beauty queen. He told us that after she won her crown she began working at the hospital he was training at. She worked with fundraising. At the time, he was doing a year of pediatrics.
He said he heard about this beauty pageant winner working in the office. After a month or two of working up the courage, he finally marched into the office and said hello. She asked if she could help him. “Maybe,” was his reply.
He asked her on a date and she agreed. That first date went “alright” and she agreed to a second. And the rest is history.
It was nice watching the old doctor reminisce about someone he obviously loves dearly. He showed us a couple pictures on his iPhone — of her then and of her older. And then showed us a book that he made on Blurb. It was a life sketch of his wife. At the end there was a more recent picture with him, his wife, and their 3 kids.
And then he mentioned that this was before she died.
The entire time I thought that he was talking about a woman who was still alive. I had no idea she had already passed away. The way he talked about her and smiled about her gave me no reason to think she was not around anymore.
I don’t know why I’m sharing this. Maybe because I’m struck by the balls it took for him to just walk up to a reigning beauty queen and ask her out. Maybe because part of me was moved by how fondly he talks of a woman no longer with him — a woman who still has the ability to bring a smile to his face.
And maybe, I hope for something like that too.
I have been looking for some good bars to carry around — to serve as snacks or meal substitutes when time doesn’t afford a proper meal. I noticed that the 4th year I’ve been working with carries these bars all the time so I asked how she liked them and if I could see one. I just wanted to see the nutrition info on the back, but she quickly offered it to me.
Well I just got home and decided to try it. It tastes pretty good. And then I read the front: “The Whole Nutrition Bar for Women.”
I’m not so sure what to do now. Did she mean anything by giving me a bar that says “for women?!?”
Oh, the paranoia.
