Running a Race

I’l probably expand upon this when I have more time, but I’ve given some thought to an analogy that describes my current life this semester:

It’s like the show from the late 2000s (and apparently back called Wipeout. The goal is to run the course as quickly as possible while avoiding obstacles, many you can see and plan for, but some might pop-out unexpectedly.

The race I’m running is to get in at least 1000 hours of patient contact time so I can apply to most of my choices for PA School (one I am considering actually only requires 500 and a few more). In theory I can apply BEFORE I finish the hours (most allow programs you to apply as long as you’ll have enough before the end of the year). That said, I’m not content to say “Oh ok, I barely squeaked in 1000 hours”. Nope, I want them NOW! I’m getting there.

The obstacles are my classes. I pretty much know when tests and quizzes will be, but I have to plan my schedule around them. And then I have my IT work which mostly I can shift around the workload, but occasionally something pops up that needs fairly immediate attention. These are the obstacles I can expect, but not when.

Fortunately, come May, I’ll be down from 3 classes to just 1 over the summer and things should get easier.

But in the meantime I’m running as fast as I can, trying to avoid wiping out! And that’s one reason my weekly blog posts have been shorter and later than in the past.

What Inconvenience?

On the way into the ED at where I work, there’s a player piano in the lobby. It’s nice, adds a bit of ambiance.

That said, the other week it apparently stopped working. These things happen. What struck me as interesting was the sign that was put up.

Piano will remain silent, until necessary repairs are made.
Sorry for the inconvenience.

It was that last bit that struck me: Sorry for the inconvenience. I can see “sorry for the disappointment” or something similar. But now I’m genuinely curious about who is inconvenienced by this small mishap.

Again, my views reflect my own, not my employer, Albany Medical Center, and anything I say here should not be interpreted as speaking for them.

This is Secure?

Just a very short blog this week. This time on security.

It’s said that locks only keep honest folks out. There’s some truth to that. Every lock can eventually be overcome, it’s just a matter of time.

That said, I want you to consider the photo below of a small wall mounted “secure box”. I won’t even call it a wall safe, mostly because it could be overcome with a screwdriver. But why even bother with that?

I took one look at this, guessed it was probably a 5 digit combination. It took me three tries to open it, but that’s only because I botched my first try and decided after trying the second most obvious combination to go back and retry the first most obvious combination. It worked.

As my late father would say, “I’ll give you three guesses to the 5 digit combination, and the first two don’t count.”

To Sleep, perchance to Dream…

Ay, there’s the rub.

As I mentioned last week, I’ve been putting in a lot of hours in the ED. Between that and my school schedule, sometimes sleep is at a premium. This is the one area where I most recognize my age. When I was less than half my age I could easily pull an all-nighter and then be raring to go the next day. Now, not so much. Now I need to make up that sleep.

Fortunately, with my school schedule and consulting schedule, I’m allowed that precious time known as “a nap.” Sometime in our youth we start to resist naps. I suspect because we don’t need them and there’s too much of the world to see. Then at some point we look forward to them. Or at least recognize the need for them. For me there’s still too much of the world to see and things to to, but alas, I need my sleep.

I’m also fortunate for an ability I’ve gained over the years, even if my family at time will laugh at me for it; the ability to fall asleep almost anywhere at almost any time. I’m at the point where if you put me on a plane, it’s Pavlovian and I’ll fall asleep before pushback.

So yes, sometimes I’ll work until 3:30 AM and have class at 9:00 Am, but fortunately I can squeeze in some makeup sleep later in the day. And I’m glad for that.

I am curious to see how things will be once I’m in PA School. But that’s for another time.