Wednesday, March 14, 2012

A lot harder than med school...

Okay: med school was four long years and just the begining of an arduous task, but I was younger then and more of my brain cells were alive. Now, with old age creeping into every joint of my body and hyaline plaques forming on my brain, I am faced with the most difficult intellectual task I've known. Nothing, to me, is more challenging.

I can work out the blood gasses in cases of mixed acidosis and thread a catheter into a coronary artery with little or no effort. This is different. You see, I have never really trained for what faces me. Oh, I have done it before, but let's just say I got away with a so-so level of performance. In fact it was often the acts of others that made it all work in the end. But this is my fate, my destiny...my personal challenge; and I am readying myself to do it all on Friday.

That is the day I have to figure out what to take and how to get it into my car for a paddling trip.

Paddle safe...
DS

5 comments:

RoyM said...

my daughter is graduating from school this year with a DVM degree...after listening to what comes out of her mouth {what she has learned} and also taking into account that your med school only taught the stats on One animal...I still think that going paddling is WAY easier :}:} :}

Silbs said...

Humbug...it's the packing, not the paddling :-)

Alan said...

Having traveled with you last summer, I know the challenge you face. Even more so, I know the challenge your travel partner faces;-)

SherriKayaks said...

Maybe we should just rent a U-Haul.

Buncher said...

Good grief, Dad! You had me worried for a minute there!