This was the lead personal ad in the local free rag for seniors I picked up today. “Romantic, Successful Doctor Seeks nice lady anywhere.” My first question is if things are still like when I was in medical school.
Are men still pretending to be medical doctors when they try to pick up women? I certainly never saw doctors as a romantic ideal. Have women been and are they still, telling their daughters to grow up and marry doctors? A higher percentage of doctors are women than ever before. This would tell any sociologist what I already know — the social status of the profession is definitely on its way down. Read more on Get Ready For Sleep-Deprived Doctors…
I remember my first time and I shivered with anticipation.
A kindly matron showed me the tiny bed and told me with a wink that I probably would not get much sleep that night. It was an old bed and had seen a lot of use by a lot of people, but it would be special for me this night.
She was right – I was only able to steal a couple of hours of sleep. But it was what happened when I wasn’t sleeping – and my colleagues congratulated me and cheered me on. Read more on Sleepy Doctors — An Unnecessary Danger…
Whenever I go into a new situation with a medical staff, the other psychiatrists seem to enjoy having me assess and treat people who have stumped them. It doesn’t matter if it is a community mental health center, a VA facility, private HMO clinic, University hospital – whatever. The favorite game is “Stump The Renegade Doctor.”
One challenge was a woman was 28 years old who was a little on the hypomanic side (meaning only a mild mood-swing toward the manic) and a little on the depressed side and a little paranoid — and a lot uncomfortable. She was informally and a tad sloppily dressed in clothes which nobody would have called “new” or “chic,” and her hair was a little messy.
She explained to me: “I can’t sleep. I never get more than two or three hours in a night, with a lot of ups and downs and stuff. I don’t know what is going on, but they already gave me all the medicines for sleep, and on me nothing works.”
Yeah, sure. I suspected already that her problem had nothing to do with picking the “right” medicine, but people really do think that pills can fix anything psychiatric. She had obviously had drilled into her head the idea that the right medicine would fix her. “They said you were good with pills, and you could figure me out,” she said.
I was flattered. My colleagues generally won’t say such things to my face – they just dump their problem patients on me and go back to whatever they were doing.
I told her that first, we were going to talk about something called “sleep hygiene.” She had never heard the words before and acted like I was talking a foreign language. There are lots of things that can stop someone from sleeping, and lots of things that can help someone sleep. Read more on Sleep Problems Often Solved By Common Sense — Not Drugs…