Fun Begins
Er, that (all but the first sentence) was my friend Janis availing herself of the computer while I was some feet away.
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As I was progressing toward saying... we have a really neat neurology teacher, Dr. Scott Schatzberg. Funny, intelligent, geeky (by his admission), excited about neuro, and on top of that a really great teacher. He shows us videos of neuro cases and has some great animated visuals to demostrate neuro pathways. He and his wife are avid mountain climbers/hikers -- he even showed us a movie of his wife crossing a snowy mountainside -- complete, I believe, with crampons -- in an avalanche warning area. We wish he would come here to teach, but apparently he hasn't been offered a job. Bummer. He's one of the best teachers we've ever had.
Oh, and about last week (now that the information is 0.5-1 week old)...
On Thursday I cleaned my car well for the first time in about a year (i.e. last spring break), and headed for Lincoln City. The OSU Christian Veterinary Fellowship group gathered at a small oceanside house to spend the night and enjoy the coast. We had a great time wave-hopping in the coldness (I joked to Liz that I might catch my cold of death -- apparently haven't yet), looking at the ocean, roasting marshmallows in the fireplace, and enjoying each others' company.
Friday we visited Dr. Steve Brown's clinic -- the most posh clinic I've visited anywhere. Heated cages, video-monitoring, carpeted floors with removable squares, an involved intercom system, separate stereos for each exam room... talk about it.
Actually, we didn't go there to see the clinic -- that was just a side benefit. We went there to go on rounds with Dr. Brown at the Oregon Coast Aquarium. We got in for free (yeah!) and saw the behind the scenes, pre-opening activities. We spent the most time with the seals and sea lions, watching their obedience exercises (they're pretty smart), hearing about a mandibular fracture repair Brown did on a harbor seal, etc. They brought one sea lion onto the dock by which we stood -- we were warned that she didn't have much personal space... and sure enough she persisted in kissing Liz and attempting it to Keelan.
The lady in the aviary sent a dead common loon back with Dr. Brown so we could necropsy it. He nonchalantly stuffed it in his briefcase for ease in carrying (it was in a plastic bag, so that's not as bad as it sounds).
Do you know what the movement of a harbor seal is called? Galumphing, like the boy in the Jabberwocky poem.
Shan, Heather and I went to The Tea Party for lunch. Incidentally, this place had an Alice in Wonderland theme. The Cheshire Cat grinned down over the cash register as we walked through the short dorsally curved doorway. I bucked the system by ordering soup and an italian soda. The real tea stuff was too expensive/not lunch-like. I think that I would have a hard time working in a place like that. It would be possible to act the part of the prim and mannerly for a time, but it would eventually become "old" and I would become antsy/drop things.
I thereafter joined a large portion of our crew at South Beach State Park for more craziness -- getting wetter than the night before, a ride in K's Mustang Cobra convertible, etc.
That was the beginning of blessings for the weekend. More on it later. Cheerio for now -- it's late and I will get kicked out of the library if I persist much longer. :-)
As I was progressing toward saying... we have a really neat neurology teacher, Dr. Scott Schatzberg. Funny, intelligent, geeky (by his admission), excited about neuro, and on top of that a really great teacher. He shows us videos of neuro cases and has some great animated visuals to demostrate neuro pathways. He and his wife are avid mountain climbers/hikers -- he even showed us a movie of his wife crossing a snowy mountainside -- complete, I believe, with crampons -- in an avalanche warning area. We wish he would come here to teach, but apparently he hasn't been offered a job. Bummer. He's one of the best teachers we've ever had.
Oh, and about last week (now that the information is 0.5-1 week old)...
On Thursday I cleaned my car well for the first time in about a year (i.e. last spring break), and headed for Lincoln City. The OSU Christian Veterinary Fellowship group gathered at a small oceanside house to spend the night and enjoy the coast. We had a great time wave-hopping in the coldness (I joked to Liz that I might catch my cold of death -- apparently haven't yet), looking at the ocean, roasting marshmallows in the fireplace, and enjoying each others' company.
Friday we visited Dr. Steve Brown's clinic -- the most posh clinic I've visited anywhere. Heated cages, video-monitoring, carpeted floors with removable squares, an involved intercom system, separate stereos for each exam room... talk about it.
Actually, we didn't go there to see the clinic -- that was just a side benefit. We went there to go on rounds with Dr. Brown at the Oregon Coast Aquarium. We got in for free (yeah!) and saw the behind the scenes, pre-opening activities. We spent the most time with the seals and sea lions, watching their obedience exercises (they're pretty smart), hearing about a mandibular fracture repair Brown did on a harbor seal, etc. They brought one sea lion onto the dock by which we stood -- we were warned that she didn't have much personal space... and sure enough she persisted in kissing Liz and attempting it to Keelan.
The lady in the aviary sent a dead common loon back with Dr. Brown so we could necropsy it. He nonchalantly stuffed it in his briefcase for ease in carrying (it was in a plastic bag, so that's not as bad as it sounds).
Do you know what the movement of a harbor seal is called? Galumphing, like the boy in the Jabberwocky poem.
Shan, Heather and I went to The Tea Party for lunch. Incidentally, this place had an Alice in Wonderland theme. The Cheshire Cat grinned down over the cash register as we walked through the short dorsally curved doorway. I bucked the system by ordering soup and an italian soda. The real tea stuff was too expensive/not lunch-like. I think that I would have a hard time working in a place like that. It would be possible to act the part of the prim and mannerly for a time, but it would eventually become "old" and I would become antsy/drop things.
I thereafter joined a large portion of our crew at South Beach State Park for more craziness -- getting wetter than the night before, a ride in K's Mustang Cobra convertible, etc.
That was the beginning of blessings for the weekend. More on it later. Cheerio for now -- it's late and I will get kicked out of the library if I persist much longer. :-)
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