TOO MUCH TALK
My noon conference talk went well ... well as in, it's over.
The chief residents (both male this year) let me use their laptop for my very first Powerpoint presentation ever. They also showed me their calendar featuring different penis sculptures / statues for every month of the year. No wonder there's often a female resident in there whenever I walk by. Nothing wrong with that. Phalluses need love too.
My talk was a little shorter than I had planned, about 35 minutes. Forty-five was the goal but I think I went through it fairly quickly because I was a little nervous.
The turnout was good considering it was a Friday before the holidays. My beautiful Amy showed up with two of her nursing friends too.
I think most of the people present were there because:
1) they knew me, or
2) they were conscientious residents/students (or on call for 30+hours anyways), or
3) they were really really craving the soggy free tuna and roast beef sandwiches -- served daily ... EVERY. Single. Day.
I'm not much of a public speaker. My handouts are made to stand alone though.
I felt my newer drawings contrast to what I did back then -- and not just the Asian influence either. In one of the old ones, I actually erased the nipple shadows, and would have de-emphasized Jin Sin's ample breast size if I had more time.
EXHIBITS A & B (uncensored)
EXHIBITS C & D (censored)
Frankly, I feel a little more aware of what effect drawing big busty breastesses all the time can have on some female egos. And I certainly don't want to project the idea that one size is better than another.
I like to use the sports car analogy. Some people like curvy Porsches. Some like sleek Lambourghinis. But you can get a damn fun ride in either one. I love them all!!! ... Okay, I'd better shut up now.
On the other hand, there's nothing wrong with showing one busty Asian either. It's not like they don't exist out there. As anyone familiar with the names Natsuko Tohno, Akira Fubuki, Ami Ayukawa, Jun Kusanagi, Kim Min Ju, Sim In Yang, or Winnie, can attest. ... Okay, I had REALLY better change the subject now.
Apparently a few people did NOT think I drew the pictures in the handout (I didn't mention the drawings in any way really), which is kind of a backwards-compliment. I'm sure my half-Korean signature (the last name in in English) doesn't help either.
It's funny because some people online (I've read) don't think that I'm really a doctor either, because of my drawing ability.
The answer is deceptively simple. I really can draw. I really am a doctor. Every thing in this journal is true. Scary, I know.
I saw smiling faces of senior residents I hadn't worked with since they were fresh interns. Their perceptions, knowledge, and confidence have gone through dramatic growth these two years. I got to see a few of the eager new interns that I've yet to have a chance to meet in all their charming (if naïve) I-can-save-everyone enthusiasm.
This month I finally get to be on a team with the residents again, temporarily with the unstoppable femme Dr. Magdolly, a senior now, whom I worked with two years ago.
During rounds this morning, discussing our latest almost-drowned-in-his-own-bloody-puke alcoholic patient :
INTERN: "So I told him if he ever drinks again, it will kill him."
MAGDOLLY (sitting up in her scrubs and hiking boots): "You've got to get on their level, man. You want me to tell him HE WILL FUCKING DIE IF HE EVER TOUCHES ANOTHER DROP OF ALCOHOL, Scott?"
ME (smiling): "Haha ... just like old times."
... Only, a bit more restrained than last time (i.e., she only used the word "FUCK" once in that sentence this time).
How could I not miss these people?
OOPS
Someone's answering machine, in Michigan.
" ... BEEEP … Hi this is Dr. Scott calling from Imperial Hospital. I'm calling to talk about your father's worsening condition. Per your family's request, hospice will be contacting you later today. Please call me at ###-#### when you get in. Thank you."
Same answering machine, two minutes later.
" … BEEEP … Uh, this is the doctor who just called a minute ago. Sorry, I was given the wrong number. Please disregard the previous message. I'm sure your father is fine, wherever he is."
(If that was you … sorry, again.)
HAPPY BELATED MONTH-LONG BIRTHDAY !!!
To Cyn.
