Spring Break

As it turns out, Pedialyte does wonders for preventing and curing hangovers. For those of you who saw me on the Friday after exams, that was my negative control night. Our first night in Panama City Beach, I made sure to drink of bunch before bed, and I woke up feeling great. It's a must have for every fridge.

The most SPRING BREAK!!! moment down in PCB was when we saw this giant John Deere farm implement flying down the beach. Driven by three drunken frat guys. They decided to do a doughnut in the sand right in front of us. I was legitimately concerned. For some reason I doubt they got caught. At least the only death we heard about was from alcohol and not from being crushed by a tractor.

In real-world clinical news, we were grilling out one night near the pool. A guy was on the second floor and his friends down in the hot tub wanted him to come down. His alcohol-addled judgment thought it would be a good idea to lower himself down and then jump. We're watching as this guy hangs down from the second floor of this parking garage and then lets go. This was like a real life YouTube video. As he's falling, his legs clip a railing and he flips back and lands awkwardly on his neck/side. Thankfully he sat right up because there was a good chance we were going to have to use our cervical spine stabilizing skills. Basil and I jog over there, and the guy is holding an obviously broken wrist. Basil worked as an EMT and on a trauma team, so he checks the guy out and says it's a broken radius. The guy's impressive BAC managed to keep his pain at a 5, but he was still not doing so well. Meanwhile, his friends are laughing from the hot tub and trying to throw him a beer. We're like "Hey guys, he needs to be taken to the hospital." They disagree. "He obviously has a broken arm." They still do nothing. At this point the guy starts wandering around. We're yelling at him to help support the arm so he doesn't make it worse. Eventually he wanders back, and a girl offers to drive him. She may have been the only one down there that was legally able to drive. As we're getting him up, some friends of his come down from the elevators and are going to go with him. One of them goes to use a jersey as a sling. He ties it right around the break point. There is much screaming. We said just to keep the sling off and he'll be alright. Hopefully his buzz lasted him till he got seen because they probably weren't going to give him any pain meds.


A really sweet moment happened at the end of 4th block: I made a folder on my desktop called "First Year". It's so good to toss a whole class in there. "Get outta here, Physio. I'm done with you."


Does anyone else think the 'buccinator' needs to be renamed 'baconator'? Seriously, I can't look at that without thinking about two beef patties, cheese, and six strips of crispy bacon.